The Rogue by Jennifer Bernard

Author:Jennifer Bernard
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781945944406
Publisher: JB Books

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As soon as they were inside Griffin’s bedroom, which had a panoramic view of the twinkling city lights and the dark ocean beyond, they both lost all pretense of being in control of this thing. They grabbed at each other’s clothes, frantic to get naked. She pushed the jacket off his shoulders—was he still wearing that?—and he went after the hidden zipper on the side of her dress.

Now bare chested, his belt undone, he turned her so he could tackle the jeweled collar of her dress. There was some kind of fastening there, but he couldn’t located it, and the creamy smooth slope of her back drew him like a magnet. He kissed her upper back, found each smooth knob of her spine with his lips, drank in her shivers. He pushed aside the fabric to expose more of her back—so stunningly beautiful in the moonlight—then unzipped the piece of black lingerie she wore under it.

Her flesh sprang free, lush and untamed, and he groaned at the sight. “How the hell have I managed to keep my hands off you before now? It’s a fucking miracle.”

Her breath was coming fast, following every stroke of his hands across her body. He reached around to glide his hands along her rib cage, up the tender skin below her breasts. No bra—the dress had its own padding. Thank God, because right now all he wanted was to fill his hands with those generous breasts, to feel the peaks of her nipples brush against his palms.

Oh sweet Jesus, it was everything, feeling her like this. Watching her body arc under his hands, hearing her whimper of desire as he plucked at her nipples. His cock was a pulsing, throbbing rod in his pants, and just to get some relief he pressed into the sweet, sweet curves of her ass.

She pushed back against him and he nearly exploded right then and there. Nearly bent her over, pushed up her dress and plunged into her softness.

But he wrestled himself under control and instead bent her over enough to sneak his other hand under her panties. Not panties—some kind of other underclothes, loosened enough for him to slide his hand between flesh and fabric.

Heat and moisture welcomed his hand. He sought her out with his longest finger, seeking the knob of flesh that would send the most searing pleasure through her. Soft folds, silky moisture sliding through his fingers, flesh swelling where he reached her clit. Her body arched against him, a long moan floating through the room, desire encapsulated into a sound. Even though it was such a soft sound, he heard it clearly, or maybe he felt it in the trembles vibrating through her.

He thought of the deaf rider who relied on vibrations to win races, and smiled. Something beautiful. This was something beautiful, the sensual way Serena moved against him, the sleek texture of her skin against his chest, the way she pressed against his hand, seeking friction, pressure, release.

He pulled his hand away

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