Lora Leigh - Nauti Boys 02 by Lora Leigh

Author:Lora Leigh [Leigh, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-15T00:39:13+00:00

Sensation tore through her nerve endings. Crista felt her back arch, a shuddering breath ripping from her lungs as fire and ice seared her nipples, then tore a ragged, ecstatic path to her womb and the hungry depths of her pussy.

Before she could gather her breath to protest, before she could form the protest, his head lowered, his lips stole hers, and for the first time in eight years, Crista relived that first fiery kiss, that first trembling knowledge that every part of her, heart and soul, belonged to Dawg.

THIRTEEN

Crista wasn’t aware of when he released her wrists; she was only aware that the second his lips parted from hers, the velvety texture and flaming heat were gone.

Her hands tightened in his hair, she lifted closer, a keening cry leaving her throat as her nipples raked over his chest, and the denim-covered heat of his erection pressed against the saturated flesh of her pussy.

“You like that, don’t you, Crista?” He shifted against her, raking his chest over the sensitive tips, watching her face as she fought to hold back another cry.

“I like that,” she admitted, shivering violently as his calloused palms rasped down her naked back.

“I always loved your hands, Dawg. Always loved your touch.” She arched, her head falling back against the mirror behind her as his hands lifted her closer, his lips moving to her neck, his tongue licking her flesh before his teeth rasped over tender nerve endings.

“I dreamed of this.” Her breathing faltered as her eyes drifted closed. “So long. I dreamed of this.” And she had. During those first pain-ridden months away from Somerset, through the loneliness of the years she had spent away from home, she had dreamed of him and his touch.

“Did you dream of this, sweetheart?” Rasping, rough, his voice was but a breath ahead of the silken rasp of the beginnings of a beard along his cheeks and jaw.

“I dreamed of this.” Her thighs lifted along his hips, clutching at him as her arms moved from his shoulders, moving between them, searching for the zipper of his jeans, for the fierce, thick flesh beneath.

His chuckle was a low breath of arousal and denial.

His hands caught her wrists, dragging them back up his body. “This time, I get to savor you.”

“No. Dawg.” She shook her head, moaning at the thought of what she knew he intended. What he had done that first time before taking her.

“Yes. Crista,” he growled.

Then he was drawing back from her, lifting her before turning and stepping to the bed, tossing her to it before he followed.

He didn’t give her time to protest what she knew he wanted, what she wanted. His hands immediately spread her thighs, pushing her knees up as his head bent to the wet flesh aching for his touch.

“Oh God. Dawg.” She arched, she moaned, as his tongue licked slowly through the saturated folds. “Yes. Oh yes, I need this.”

She needed. She hungered for it.

He growled against the swollen curves, licked, his tongue moving

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