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puddle of delicious arousal now. Maybe Rick had been right

about taking their time to enjoy the moment.

She hated being wrong.

He rose and undid the button on her jeans, and with a slow

slide drew the zipper down. He tugged at the waistband and

she lifted to help him as he drew her jeans down her legs.

That left only her panties. But he didn’t take those next. He

leaned in, and she felt his warm breath caressing her bare

bel y.

“You smel good. Like cookies and hot sex.”

She smiled even though he couldn’t see her. “That’s an

interesting combination.”

“It makes you special. No one I’ve ever known smel ed like

cookies and sex.” He pressed a kiss to her rib cage, and she

shivered. When he went higher, just below her breasts, she

stil ed, not wanting to do anything to make him stop.

He didn’t stop. He cupped her breast and his lips covered

one aching, desperate-to-be-sucked peak. Her body nearly

shot off the bed at the first lash of his tongue against the

sensitive bud. He curled his tongue around it, flicked it, then

sucked, gently at first, then harder, and she could have cried it

was so damn good. And by the time he moved to the other

breast and lavished equal attention on it, she arched her back

to feed more of her starved nipples into his mouth.

And just as he’d done since they’d come into the room, he

took his time, seeming in no hurry to move south, to fuck her,

to do anything other than play with her breasts and nipples.

The man was inhuman, his obvious intent to drive her to the

brink of insanity—and over.

“Rick. Please.”

He lifted his head. She could only make out his silhouette in

the darkness, but she knew he was looking at her.

“What do you need?”

How was she going to voice what she needed when she

didn’t even know? “More.”

“More of this?” He captured her nipple in his mouth again

and sucked and the rapturous pleasure settled heavy between

her legs, teasing her, letting her know how damn good it was

going to be between them.

“Yes. No. I don’t know.”

“Or this?” He took her other nipple between his fingers and

rol ed it. Heat shot to her pussy, making it quiver.

“Yes. No.”

He laughed. “Maybe I know what you need.”

He abandoned her breasts and kissed her rib cage again,

moving down to her bel y, and lower. When he settled himself

on the floor, then dragged her butt to the edge of the bed, she

raised her head, wishing now for the light so she could see

what he was doing—what he might do.

But she could only imagine, could only feel his breath

against her thigh, his fingers parting her thighs, his hair

brushing her skin. He dragged her panties slowly down her

quivering legs, his hands moving over her calves, her knees,

her thighs as he drew out the agony even longer.

And then she felt it—a light touch along her inner thigh. Hot,

wet, she thought she had imagined it, but there it was again,

and she knew it was his tongue, creeping ever closer to her—

Oh, God. He laid his tongue on her, and then licked along

her pussy. Then there was definitely no mistake. It was real,

and she was drowning in sensation—the most pleasurable,

soaking sensation she’d ever felt. He gripped her hips and

buried his face in her pussy, licking her like he was dying of

thirst.

And she absorbed every lash of his tongue like she had

never been licked before. Though she had—but not like this

—not by a man who knew exactly what he was doing, who did

it for her pleasure and her pleasure alone. She had waited so

long for this. They had danced around each other, teasing,

tormenting, and now that he was exactly where she wanted

him, the floodgates had opened. His mouth and his tongue did

the devil’s work on her clit and pussy—relentlessly stroking,

licking, nibbling—giving her no time to think, to breathe, to

process. She gripped the sheets in her hands and held on, but

knew she had no hope of lasting. It was too good, too wet, and

she was going to come.

“Rick.”

That was al she could say before she lifted her hips and fed

him her pussy. And shattered.

Her orgasm was like a runaway train. She had no control

over her wild response that took her completely over the edge.

Rick’s fingers dug into her hips and held on while she bucked

against him in a frenzy of pleasure. It had been so long . . . so

long, and she rode this one out like holding on to a precious

gift she might never receive again.

Even after it was over she stil felt tiny quakes of sensation,

pinpricks of pleasure that seemed to never stop. When Rick

kissed her thighs and her bel y, she smiled, certain she’d

never been so content.

And they weren’t even close to being finished. They had just

started.

Rick moved away from her. The loss of his body contact

against her made her feel chil ed. She lifted up to a sitting

position and wrapped her arms around her legs. She could

make out his form in the darkness as he stood at the edge of

the bed.

She heard his belt buckle, then a zipper.

“How about some light?” she asked.

He leaned over and flipped the switch on the nightstand.

Ava blinked, forcing her eyes to adjust to the sudden light.

Rick stood in front of her, bare-chested, his jeans unzipped

al the way. She swal owed—or tried to—but found nothing to

coat her throat.

Da-yum. The man before her was a god, pure and simple.

Tal , wel muscled, bronzed, and gorgeous, with the kind of

wicked smile that could make a woman hope and pray that he

was thinking about her. Her gaze traveled down his chest, the

wal of muscle at his abdomen, to the dark line of hair that led

down to the hidden place where his jeans lay open.

How did she get so lucky to land a guy like this? Rock hard

and sex on two legs.

She wasn’t about to question it.

Because for tonight, at least, he was al hers.

Rick looked down at Ava, at the way she stared at him with a

mixture of satisfaction and need, her dark eyes saying a lot

about what she wanted.

A man could develop a hel of an ego having a woman look

at him like that.

Especial y a woman as beautiful as Ava. With her clothes

on she was distracting enough. Her face could stop traffic.

Naked, she was like a siren about to lure him to his death.

Damn good thing the lights had been off earlier, or else he

might have been afraid to touch her.

He and perfection? Yeah, they never occupied the same

room—until tonight.

Ava was perfect, from her beautiful ful breasts with dusky,

tasty nipples right down to her luscious hips and thighs and

the sweet pussy between them. She was al woman. And

tonight, al his.

He’d just had a taste of her, the sweetest honey a man

could ever drink. And now he wanted more.

She sat in the middle of the bed, her legs pul ed up, her

arms wrapped around them. He dropped his jeans to the floor

and her eyes went smoky dark.

“Come here.”

She shifted, scooted to the edge of the bed and let her legs

dangle over the side.

Rick took a step forward, pul ed her to her feet, and slid his

arms around her. His erection wedged between them. God, it

was tight, hot. He was ready to burst, especial y after tasting

her and having her come for him. He wanted her to come

again—while he was inside her.

“I like having you naked against me.”

She tilted her head back and offered up a smile, then slide

her palms up over his shoulders. “It’s about time.”

He arched a brow. “Did I make you wait?”

“Seems that way.”

“Then no more waiting.” He took her mouth in a kiss—he

real y liked her mouth. Sweet, pliant, he could kiss her for

hours. He turned, shifting them, and fel on the bed, bringing

Ava down on top of him. She lifted her head and stared down

at him, her hair like a raven waterfal across her cheeks. He

swept it to the side, then rol ed his hands down her back,

grabbed her ass, and squeezed.

Her lips parted and her eyelids drifted partway closed.

Ah. So easy to tel what she liked. He’d have to remember

to do this with the lights on again, so he could see her

reactions.

And there’d be an
again
. He already knew once wouldn’t be

enough. He’d already waited too damn long.

He rol ed her over, pinning her by climbing on top of her. His

cock slid between her parted thighs, rubbing against her

moisture-coated pussy. Like wet silk.

He reached over on the nightstand for the condom he’d

pul ed out of his pocket, tore open the wrapper, and lifted only

long enough to put it on. Then, bracing himself on his arms, he

watched as his cock nudged against her pussy lips.

Ava parted her legs, held onto his wrists—tight—oh, man,

he liked the way she gripped him.

He slid inside her pussy, slow and easy at first, gritting his

teeth because it was just so goddamn good. She pulsed

around him, sucking him into the vortex of her hot, tight, pussy.

He lifted his gaze to hers. Her lips were clamped shut, her

nostrils flaring. And when he rol ed his hips she let out a soft

moan.

Oh, yeah.

And stil , she held tight to his wrists, dug her nails into him

every time he pul ed partway out, then drove in deep.

She liked it deep.

So did he.

He dropped down on top of her, careful to keep his weight

off her slight frame, and slid one hand under her to cup her

buttocks, tilting her up, giving him more access to her depths.

And then he thrust again.

She let out a gasp, a little louder this time, her pussy

rippling in response.

“Rick. Oh, God. Oh, damn.”

“Yeah, baby. I know. You feel good.”

He kissed her again, enjoying the feel of her breasts

against his chest, her nipples scraping against him as he

rol ed his hips from one side to the other. He liked the sounds

she made when he fucked her. It made his bal s tighten up, fil

with the come he was going to shoot.

But first, he wanted to make her come. He intensified the

friction, sliding against her clit every time he thrust. Again and

again until she tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and

lifted her hips to cry out for more.

He gave her more, grinding against her until he felt her wal s

closing in around his cock, squeezing him while she dragged

her fingernails across his back and cal ed out his name as

she climaxed.

He wanted to hold on to this moment and watch her face,

her lips parted as she cried out, her head tilted back, her eyes

squeezed tighly shut as she felt it al course through her. He

knew what that felt like because it took every ounce of strength

he had to keep his own orgasm from bursting. But he couldn’t

hold back anymore because his orgasm ripped through him,

tearing through his nerve endings like a flash of lightning, so

hot and hard he shuddered, buried his face against Ava’s

neck, and let out a loud groan of pleasure that he felt from his

head to his feet. He continued to rock against her, feeling her

shudder as he emptied himself of everything he had.

It had never been this good, this intense, this involved.

Spent, he licked her neck, kissed her jaw, her lips, then

rol ed to the side and held her there, the two of them stil

connected.

Ava slung a leg over him and laid her head against his

chest.

Rick inhaled, exhaled, stroked Ava’s hair.

Yeah, real y damn good.

Too damn good, in fact. He’d never been with a woman who

matched him more perfectly.

And he stil real y didn’t know a damn thing about her, or why

she was with the Hel raisers.

Reality intruded and he had to start thinking clearly again.

Sex had been fun, but it was time to start thinking with his

head instead of his dick.

Ava moaned and shifted in his arms. Said dick noticed and

began to spring to life again.

Ava smiled and tilted her head back.

“I thought guys needed recovery time.”

“This guy doesn’t.”

“Hope you brought a lot of condoms, then.”

He didn’t think he’d brought nearly enough for what he’d

need with Ava.

EIGHT

A
va stretched and rol ed over, searching out Rick’s warm

body to help ward off the morning chil .

The other side of the bed was empty. She blinked her eyes

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