The Bad Boy's Secret Baby (Part One) by Paige North

Author:Paige North [North, Paige]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Favor Ford Publishing
Published: 2018-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

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Samara

It’s as if lightning has struck me blind, my vision going a searing white color as Dylan’s mouth demandingly presses against mine.

I’ve dreamed for so many nights of this moment, my senses filled with the hot scent of him. Memories rush me: our first, explosive kiss, the first time his body was crushed to mine and I felt every single one of his hard muscles against my softness. I felt so weak and ecstatic in his embrace, and now, as my mind starts to clear, the reality of what is happening captures me.

Dylan, kissing me as if the world is ending, his mouth wet, commanding, and wonderful as my body presses against his. He’s hard everywhere, and as I sway on my feet, he holds me tightly, fiercely. His lips are insistent as he sucks at me, drawing out every single frightened and excited emotion from my very soul. My core is on fire for him, beating, going liquid with lava that flows through me, down to my pussy, which gushes with warmth and need.

He wraps his fingers in my hair and expertly runs his tongue between my lips. Then he tilts my head back until our chins are pressed together and he’s looking down at me with those stormy gray eyes. “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

I think I do know, because I’m feeling what he does to me. And as we look into each other’s eyes, I see what he has to be seeing: Kiss me again, dammit…explore every inch of me…lock me up until I’m crying your name over and over again…

With a growl, he sweeps me around, bumping us into the chairs near his kitchen table as he brings me into another burning kiss. In our fervor, we grope at each other, going at each other like animals, and I can’t catch my breath. It doesn’t seem like I’ll ever be able to breathe again, and I don’t care. I’d like to die in his arms. I am dying.

When he pulls at my dress, I can’t get it off fast enough. My hands flail while his are sure and steady—he acts like he knows just what he needs and I’m the only one who can ever give it to him. He knows what I need, too—he always did—and after he tosses away my dress and tears off my bra, I excitedly stumble backward. I hit the table, grasping at it because it’s the only thing that’s keeping me standing.

Then he’s looking at me, his eyes going hazy as he runs his gaze from my face down to my bare chest. I still can’t breathe. I can’t exist without him. And from the way he’s looking at me with such a famished, predatory gaze, I know that he’s remembering all those summer nights when we were together, when there was nothing between us except an uncertain future.

Now there’s no future at all, but I still want him with every violent pound of my body.

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