Dragonfly Kisses (Tryst Island Series) by York Sabrina

Author:York, Sabrina [York, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Tryst Island, erotic romance, Sabrina York
Publisher: Sabrina York
Published: 2013-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Cassie nestled closer into Dylan’s strong embrace and gusted a sigh.

Good lord, had that been tremendous.

She’d been with men before—at least she’d thought she had. Now she wasn’t so sure.

No man had ever fucked her so completely.

Dylan had lost control. Become a wild man in his passion. There had been no conversation, no gentle directions, no awkward negotiation. Simply pleasure. And fucking. Raw, blatant, needy.

He made her feel like she was the only thing on earth that mattered to him.

It was a novel experience.

And a little scary.

Because the feelings creeping into her heart for this man were far beyond what they should be. They’d just met. She knew very little about him.

In her life, caution had always been a watchword. When she was young, her parents had not allowed her to play with other children—because she might injure her hands. Besides, she’d been too busy practicing. They’d picked her schools, chosen her clothes, managed her schedules. When she became old enough to date, they had vetted the prospects. Everything in her life had been ordered and controlled.

Her feelings for Dylan were not ordered or controlled in the slightest.

Yes. It was frightening. But exciting as hell.

She peeped up at him, reveling in the sharp cut of his jaw, the sprinkles of scruff on his chin. His eyes were closed. His breathing heavy, erratic. His pulse thudded beneath her palm.

Instinctively, her fingers flexed.

He opened his eyes and gazed down at her. His arms tightened, infinitesimally.

“Hey there,” he said. His lips quirked in a smile which was, all things considered, surprisingly shy.

“Hey there.” She shimmied up his body and kissed the underside of his chin. “That was…” Words failed her. But he understood.

“It was.”

She tucked her head into the crook of his neck and wrapped herself around him even more. He fumbled for a blanket and covered them both. Now that the passion had waned, the room was cool. She nuzzled deeper, tracing the tattoo on his left shoulder with a fingertip. It was a beautiful piece, a savage dragon.

He made love like a dragon, she thought. Wild and feral and shrouded in flames.

“Tell me about your tattoo.” She didn’t know why she asked. Probably because she wanted to extend the moment, the connection. And conversation was the only way she knew how to do that without a bow in her hand.

He raised his arm to give her the full effect. Then bunched his muscles for good measure. The dragon undulated.

She laughed.

“I was a kid when I joined the Marines…”

“You were a Marine?” Somehow, she wasn’t surprised.

“Thought I was hot snot. All the guys in my platoon got drunk one night in the Philippines and got tattoos.”

“Why a dragon?”

He grunted. The dragon rippled again. “It’s a reminder that sometimes you need to breathe fire.”

She was studying his expression, so she noticed the tightness in his jaw. She traced it. “Breathe fire?”

“Fight. Fight like hell for something.” His Adam’s apple worked as though he was in the coils of a dark memory.

“I think that’s a good philosophy.

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