Her Twin Wilde Cowboy Masters (Wilde, Nevada 1)

“Do you like torturing people?” she asked.

“It does have a certain appeal to me, but I must say that seeing you suffer so deliciously is out of this world. Trust me, sweetheart, I will let you come.”

She didn’t like the way that sounded. “Let me? How do you think you can stop me from coming, cowboy? It’s my body. It does have a mind of its own sometimes that even I can’t control.”

He kissed her stomach tenderly and turned his gaze up to her. “True. But I can control your body. Let me prove that to you.”

Wade’s hand moved up her thighs as he continued vibrating his tongue against her bud of nerve endings. Electricity pulsed through her to the edge of release. Then he stopped.

“Please. This is too much,” she panted as her pussy ached and her clit throbbed.

“That’s the begging I hoped to hear,” Wade growled. Again he licked on her mound, pressed on her clit.

Mac couldn’t keep her thoughts straight. He was making her dizzy with his words and touches. She needed them, despite everything. She felt her eyes water. The task that had brought her to Wilde had always been in the forefront of her mind for weeks and weeks, but now, for just a bit, it fell to the back of her consciousness, allowing the briefest respite.

“Tell me what you want.” Wade’s hand moved up her thighs as he continued vibrating his tongue against her bud of nerve endings. A tremble pulsed through her. “Beg sweetly.”

“I want this. I want you.”

“Be more specific, sweetheart. How do you want me?”

She knew he wasn’t going to give it to her until she said it. “Inside. Please, Wade. I need this so badly.”

“I know.” His words held an understanding and kind note to them. Gone was the bravado she’d seen from him and his brother, replaced by this gentle yet powerful male. “You need this slow. Very slow. I want you to feel every inch of my cock pressing the walls of your pussy.”

She closed her eyes, letting both his explicit words and bass tone fill her ears. Like a cascade, it poured through her, warming her insides to the max and making her so thirsty for him. Need. Unimaginable need pushed and pulled her.

“Yes.” She could hear her own desperation in her timbre. She had to have him. All of him. “Every inch inside me…pressing.”

She grinned, realizing how wild she was acting. Not her norm by a long shot. Logic and methodical planning were the tools she was comfortable with. But deep down she’d always suspected wildness could overtake her. Perhaps that was why she’d been so careful with emotions and attachments. There was no place for that here. No logic. No internal deliberation. All that existed between her and Wade, this so very sexy cowboy, was something new. Tonight she’d let go and enjoy the feelings flowing out and filling her with utter abandon and desire.

Wade traced his finger through her pussy once again. “You’re something special, Mackenzie. Amazing.” Wade’s voice echoed in her head, quieter than the overwhelming storm he was creating inside her body.

“We’re really doing this?” Her voice seemed far and away. Delicious dizziness kept her from truly focusing on anything other than her frequent shivers.

“Yes, sweetheart.” Wade moved until his muscular body was on top of her, pinning her to the bed. She felt so very feminine and alive. His brown eyes pierced her with the wildness she saw in them. “Give me a reason why I should stop.”

She could call up a million reasons why she shouldn’t, but her desire would not be denied. Not now. Surrender was all she could muster. She wanted him, to give herself completely to him.

His gaze never faltered. “Can’t think of any, can you?”

She shook her head.

He grinned and feathered his lips on hers. “I can’t wait to feel your tight little pussy with my cock.”

All aboard.

Wade reached between them for her sex. “You’re so wonderfully wet for me.”

She felt the blood pool in her cheeks for a moment, not from embarrassment, but from something else, something so hot it made her skin sizzle. His fingers circled her clit while his other hand tweaked her right nipple. An immense pulsation of yearning inside her echoed his caresses. Every part of her was on fire.

“Talk dirty.” Wade growled at her. “Tell me what you want.”

He sure liked talking for a guy. She’d never been much for verbalization during sex, but with him, with this cowboy, it seemed to come so easy, almost naturally to her. “I want you to have intercourse with me.”

He snorted. “I said ‘dirty,’ not ‘clinical,’ sweetheart. Let me hear your passion.” There was something dangerous and so damn attractive about him she’d never seen before. What woman wouldn’t want such a powerful, possessive man by her side?

Lost in the haze of the passion he’d awakened in her, the need to please him was crushing. “Please fuck me, Wade. I have to have you inside me. Fill me up. Fill my pussy up.”