Witched to Death by Deanna Chase

Author:Deanna Chase [Chase, Deanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3

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The bedroom door crashed open, and instead of carrying me to the bed, Diesel pressed me up against the wall, one hand gripping my ass and the other cupping my breast as he teased my already erect nipple.

“Oh, boy,” I whispered, my legs tightening around his waist. “I think I might combust right here.”

“Tell you what,” he said between mind-blowing kisses. “How about we see just how many times we can make you orgasm. Because I’m pretty sure you have some major catching up to do.”

“I can work with that,” I said as I pulled his T-shirt off, desperate to feel his bare skin. And oh man, he was just as glorious as I remembered. Broad shoulders, narrow hips, muscles for days, and a dusting of chest hair. He was perfect in every way. “You should come with a warning label.”

“What?” He peeled the sweatshirt off me and went to work on the T-shirt I was wearing.

“One taste of you and I bet the ladies are ruined for good. It’s like having to go back to ground beef after having filet mignon.”

He dipped his head and laved at the hollow of my throat.

A shiver went through me and I tightened my legs around him, moaning when I felt his hard shaft press up against my center.

“There’s nothing wrong with ground beef,” he murmured, trailing his lips along my collar bone.

“No, I suppose not. But it’s not nearly as mouthwatering.”

I felt his silent laughter rumble through him, and I decided right then and there that if this was my last day on earth, it was all worth it. Every last bit of it.

I’d never been so turned on in my life. Never felt so worshiped, and we’d barely begun. I slipped my hands to the front of his jeans, working the button.

“In a hurry, Ida May?” he whispered in my ear, just before he caught my lobe between his teeth.

“Hell yes. Get these jeans off. I want to feel every inch of you pressed up against me.”

“In good time,” he said, but he still spun and carried me to the bed. After laying me down, he stood over me, his hands on his hips, studying me for a moment. “I think you might be the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“Those eyes better not be the only things you lay on me,” I said and pushed the sweats down, making myself completely naked before him.

His eyes flashed that gold color again, and then he gripped my knees, slowly spreading my legs as he kneeled before me. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

“Thank the goddess,” I said, already closing my eyes in anticipation.

His rough, calloused hands moved slowly up along my thighs, teasing my tender flesh. I quivered in anticipation.

“Do you want my tongue on you, Ida May?” he asked, his voice gruff.

“Hell yes.” I widened my legs, giving him easier access.

Chuckling, he dipped his head and kissed his way up my thigh. His light, feathery kisses nearly drove me mad.

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