In For the Kill by McKenna Shannon

Author:McKenna, Shannon [McKenna, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-12-29T08:00:00+00:00

Sam turned when he heard the bathroom door open. The shirt in his hand fell to the floor, forgotten.

He couldn’t get used to how beautiful she was. His mind went into apeshit overload—bells ringing, lights flashing, steam shooting out his ears. All the blood in his body racing down to the party spot. She lifted her arms and spun, with the sinuous grace of a prima ballerina, back arched, tits out. That fierce, I-own-you-sucker glow in her eyes. Wow.

He cleared his dry throat. “Is there a point to this floor show?”

Her brows lifted. “If you have to ask, maybe it’s wasted on you.”

His hands clenched. “No,” he said. “That will never be wasted on me. Count on it.”

“That’s comforting. Certain assertions were made, on the plane, Sam. I’m holding you to them. Take off your jeans.”

He hastened to obey. Jerking the jeans down, kicking them to join the shirt. He walked over to her, higher mental functions hijacked by the power radiating from her. “So. How do you want this to go?”

She considered the question. “Make me wet.”

Whoa. Time out, while his head exploded. “Happy to comply, but I’ve never seen the bitch goddess persona. Where did she come from?”

“You talk too much. I suggest you put your mouth to better use.”

He was obscurely delighted by this, but kept his cool as he swept the mosquito netting aside. “Lie back,” he said. “I live to serve.”

“No, you come to me,” she commanded. “And get on your knees.”

He let out a low whistle. “Wow. You sure you want to play with this vibe right now? You can’t take it back, Sveti.”

“If you’re not up to it, I have a lot to do,” she said crisply. “I need to shop for a dress anyway, so I’ll just be on my—”

“No, no, no.” He was over there on his knees before he was even conscious of moving. “I’m up to anything. Always. Know it.”

Who cared. On his knees, on his back. Anything that got that sweet little pussy warmed up and ready for action was fine with him. He gripped her ass, stroking the warm, silken skin of her thighs with his cheek, tongue straining eagerly to probe up that tender, juicy cleft.

He pressed up her mound, to open the shiny pink secrets and leave them naked to the artistry of his lashing tongue. He wallowed, nose rubbing her clit as his tongue delved, licking and stroking and probing the magic spots that made her moan, and melt, and yield.

So good, to score that sweet, shivering surrender.

She swayed, whimpered. Her hands twisted in his hair. His senses dilated into something new, to suck up more details, more data, subtle nuances. With that inner eye wide open, he could sense the energy rising in her body, and pilot it. He could take her right where she needed to go. She was afraid, but there was no stopping it now. They tumbled through inner space . . . and oh, sweet God.

What a beautiful sight. Sveti coming, against his face, around his hand.

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