Game For Love: Game for You (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Jami Davenport

Author:Jami Davenport [Davenport, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2014-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

God, she tasted good, better than the best hot fudge sundae—his personal favorite when it came to dessert. Until now. Until Sarah replaced ice cream and fudge with her own brand of hotness.

He pulled her compact, soft body to his hard, muscular one, running his hands gently down her curves, molding her body to his. He bided his time, forcing himself to take it slow and easy. She hadn’t had an easy time of it, and he desperately wanted to be her exception, that one guy who made up for all the assholes in her past.

He wanted to give her the gift of passion and pleasure, and in turn he wanted the same from her.

Her lips parted for him, petal soft and inviting, and he’d never turn down that invitation. Not from her. He slanted his mouth over hers, nibbling and licking her lips, sucking her lower lip between his teeth and running his tongue over it.

She clung to him as if he were her lifeboat in a world in which she’d been cast adrift.

He liked being her lifeboat. Liked it a lot.

“God, you feel good.” He spoke against her lips. She opened for him, her pink tongue darting out to tease his tongue to come inside and play. He explored her moistness and tangled his tongue with hers, moving beyond gentle even as he fought for control. Branson buried his fingers in her hair, kissing the hell out of her, unable to stop the insanity swirling inside his body, overtaking what was left of his brain, and pushing him to his limits.

He drew back and buried his face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent and nuzzling her earlobe.

“I have to have you now, baby. Right now,” he growled.

“The crew?” she squeaked, though he suspected if the crew lined up on the deck and watched she was probably beyond caring. He knew he was.

“They’re discreet. Probably playing cards in the galley. This is a gravy run for them. Great overtime, and not much actual work.” He panted, wondering why he was doing so much talking when there was so much action to be done.

He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Branson groaned. “Oh, honey, I could take you right here standing up.”

“Then do it,” she dared wickedly.

He narrowed his eyes at the challenge in her voice. You’re going to be sorry you pushed me.”

“I doubt that.” Plunging her fingers in his messy hair, she smiled up at him, happier than he’d ever seen her. Her mouth ate at his hungrily, pushing him to his limits and beyond.

Frantically, he looked around, his eyes focusing on a chaise lounge.

Perfect. Absolutely effing perfect.

Passion stormed through him, churning up long-buried emotions which transcended mere lust. Not that the lust wasn’t flipping great, but these other feelings, new to him, and oh-so-rare, flooded him with a weird combination of fear, hope, and longing.

He had to have her. Now. Had to bury himself inside her and claim her, a primal need to brand her as his overrode any other thought in his muddled brain.

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