Mary by Raine Cantrell

Author:Raine Cantrell
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781682309476
Publisher: Diversion Books
Published: 2017-01-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Rafe had no intention of kissing her. But this close, she was irresistible. Lethal, for she clouded his thinking. But her luscious mouth had been set in disapproving lines, and he wanted her smile.

And another taste.

Her lips were sweeter than memory, but headier with the dark spice of passion. He stopped thinking and lost himself. Lost himself to sink into that soft, wet mouth, to tease it with his tongue, until her lips parted and granted him freedom to explore.

The taste was darker. Deeper. Exciting, and desperately arousing.

He held slender strength in his arms. Her muscles taut, even as small, firm breasts yielded against him. The scent of her, that of a cool spring morning, stirred his blood. He used his teeth on her lower lip. She came up hard against him with a shudder.

“Not contrary at all,” he whispered, and crushed her mouth in a kiss of devastating intensity. Heat ran through him, tempting and tormenting.

Watch what you wish for. It was a rational thought. One of the last Mary formed. She had wanted to taste the fevered hunger of that first kiss.

But she wasn’t prepared to defend herself. His kiss simply destroyed her. Heat and need. Give and take. A bone-threatening trembling beset her. Sensation after sensation battered her, too many to deal with at once.

Again he took from her. With the smooth, skilled demand of his mouth. Took with the hard, confident hands that molded her body to his. Gave back excitement with every breath she drew of his masculine scent.

She could only feel.

Some soft, accepting sound rose from her throat. Her hands tangled in his hair. She couldn’t stop the kiss, she couldn’t stop the trembling or contain the bewildering need to let everything she was melt into him.

Rafe had what he wanted. There wasn’t a disapproving bone left in her body. She couldn’t meet passionate demand with needs of her own if she wasn’t as blissfully drunk on pleasure as he was.

He could have tasted her mouth endlessly. He was simply absorbed with the soft, silky melding of her mouth against his. He fed on her sweet moans. And he eased deeper, aroused past the point of caring.

She did this to him. Mary. Breath catching in her throat as he skimmed his palms over the sides of her small breasts.

He swallowed her gasp, touched her again, and let her shudders sink into his body.

Mary’s hands slipped from his hair to lie limp on his broad shoulders. She should stop him.

Her head fell back. His hand took the weight from her neck.

Rafe studied her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were closed, her breath as ragged as his own. Her lips were moist and parted, fully colored with passion.

And he thought she would look just like this lying beneath him. His body clenched with need until he ached.

She opened her eyes, and he saw they were dazed, and held a little fear. He could easily understand the fear. He had a dose of it himself.

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