Untamed Heat by Tarah Scott

Author:Tarah Scott [Scott, Tarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2014-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Liz didn’t resist as Hawk pulled her closer. His lips touched hers, and fire exploded between her legs. A moan slipped from her. He grasped her hips and lifted her onto his body. Her curves molded to his sharper contours, especially the rock-hard erection that dug into her abdomen.

Her head whirled. She told herself to stop, but the command evaporated with the feel of his fingers pressing into her butt and the undulation of his cock against her mound. Desire streaked through her like a runaway train—headed for a cliff. He might have been an honorable man who wouldn’t let their relationship affect Emma, but he was still twelve years younger than her. She was going to crash and burn in a blaze that left nothing but ash in its wake.

Liz broke the kiss and dropped her head onto his neck.

“I’ve wanted to do that all day,” he said. “And this.” He rolled, and she found herself pinned beneath him.

Air rushed from her lungs, and she gasped at the steely weight that bore down on her. She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. She wanted to run away and stay at the same time. She grasped his shoulders in an effort to stop the spin that threatened to toss her stomach into her throat. He covered her breast with a warm palm. She shivered. He kissed her.

His tongue flicked against her mouth. Liz opened, and he drove inside, his tongue sliding along hers in languid strokes that heated her core to the boiling point. She envisioned yanking open the front of his jeans and seizing the raging cock that pressed into her belly. She wanted to touch him. All of him. He slid kisses across her cheek to her ear. Warm breath tickled the sensitive lobe.

“I want to fuck you hard and fast,” he growled. “I’m going to make you come so hard your eyes roll back in your head.” He bit down on her lobe and nibbled.

Liz drew in a sharp breath. Hawk slid off her and began unbuttoning her coveralls. Panic rushed to the surface. The full moon acted like a bright streetlamp. He was about to see her—all of her—and she was not at her best. What would be her best? What would be good enough for a Native American warrior?

“I—I’ve been working in the dirt all day.” The words sounded stupid. He’d got the buttons undone clear to her waist. “I’m a mess,” she insisted.

He spread the coveralls. Cool air wafted over the rise of breasts not covered by the black lace of her bra. “The most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen.”

Her heart pounded as he slipped aside the bra cup and the nipple pebbled under his intense scrutiny. Hawk lifted her shoulder, eased back the coveralls, then did the same for the other shoulder. He tugged the sleeves free of her arms and dragged the coveralls downward. Liz lifted her hips, allowing the fabric to slip free, and tried to still the tremble that threatened to become a seismic disaster.

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