Delay of Game by Liz Lincoln

Author:Liz Lincoln
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liz Lincoln

Chapter 12

For one beautiful, free moment, Bree was completely outside her mind. She didn’t care about anything except the amazing sensations rolling through her.

Pleasure. Completion. Total release.

Somewhere in the distance, Marcus’ deep voice coaxed her along. Her hand stroked his head, linking herself to him. He was the only part of the physical world she wanted to exist. Because he had given her this gift.

Slowly, as the aftershocks still surged through her, Marcus withdrew his hand and slid it up her belly. He nuzzled at her throat, his breath hot, his words unintelligible but comforting.

“That was so good,” she managed to breathe out.

“Good.” His voice was like a purr in her ear. “You’re so sexy.”

She arched and stretched, languid like a kitten. Completely satiated.

Yet when she ran her hand down his tense arm, then opened her eyes to look into his, the hunger was back. She’d had only a taste of what they could be together. She wanted everything. And the dark, tense look on his face said he wanted the exact same thing.

“Where’s the condom?” she asked.

“You ready now?” Marcus asked. “Take a minute if you need it.”

Bree shifted her feet, trying to kick off her jeans. She didn’t want those restricting her movement once he was inside her.

Marcus slid down the bed, his hand trailing enticingly along the side of her body. “I got you.”

He sat on the edge of the mattress and worked off her jeans and panties. Shoes and socks disappeared too.

She was naked.

She felt intensely vulnerable, somehow more so than when he’d had her breast in his mouth and his hand buried between her legs. The way he looked over the length of her, hungry, like he wanted to devour her, was exhilarating and terrifying. She already cared more for this man than any she’d been to bed with in years. With her career in flux, that couldn’t be a good thing. It was a bad idea to get attached.

But at this point, she’d be damned if she was going to turn him away. She wanted it too much. She deserved just one night with him. Tomorrow she could deal with consequences and fallout.

The one thing she was certain she would not have to deal with was regret.

He stood and shucked his pants and shorts so fast she didn’t even have time to figure out where he fell on the briefs/boxer briefs/boxers spectrum. But who cared, when his gaze devoured her like that?

Naked and glorious, his cock curving up toward his belly, Marcus crawled up Bree’s body, again settling above her on all fours.

She had to touch him. Her mouth watered, wanting to taste him. Maybe they could try that later. Right now, she had other things planned for his cock.

She wrapped her hand around his girth—impressive, but not excessive—and squeezed.

He let out a long, low groan, and gently thrust into her hand. He rocked back and forth, and she couldn’t help thinking maybe that wasn’t the most comfortable. So she took her hand away, thoroughly licked her palm, then resumed stroking him.

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