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Lover Unveiled (Black Dagger Brotherhood 19)

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When he captured her with his mouth, sucking, licking, kissing, he shifted so that he was lying in between her legs. Perfect. She used his body to work herself on, the pressure of him, the weight, the size, making her pant as she rubbed her core against his contours.

It was so perfect.

And if the actual moment they were joined was anything like this?

No wonder people did crazy stuff for good sex—

Abruptly, he lifted his head and cursed. “You’re killing me, Mae—”

“How? What am I doing wrong—”

“You’re doing everything too right.”

“Don’t stop.”

So he didn’t.

And when he lifted himself up off her naked breasts, and his hands went to her waistband, she rushed to help him, even though he knew what he was doing. The tugging and pulling as he undid the button on her jeans and unzipped the zipper moved things in a really good direction, and then he was pulling the legs down, peeling them off her thighs.

He took her panties with them as he went.

Mae had no shyness. No fear. No awkwardness. All she knew was the scent of him. And then the delicious weight of his body as it returned to her. And finally a burning anticipation that made her feel like she was on fire.

“I want to touch you, too,” Mae said as he went to kiss her again.

Talk about an instant response.

Sahvage yanked his shirt off so fast, there was a tearing sound, like something had ripped—and he didn’t stop to check and see what it was. He tossed the thing aside as if it were utterly disposable and went right back to kissing her mouth, kissing her throat, kissing her breasts.

“I hurt—”

The instant the word came out of her mouth, he jerked up. “Oh, God, I’m sorry—”

“No, no . . .” She was mumbling. “Not like that.”

He sagged with relief. Then his voice got really, really low. “Where does it hurt, Mae.”

She purred and rubbed herself against him. “Here . . .”

“Here, where?” He kissed her shoulder. “No? How about here?” He kissed her rib cage. “No . . . hmm . . . how about here.”

He kissed her belly button. Then ran his tongue around it.

Mae’s knees fell open. Even though where he was heading was shocking, she was so desperate for something, anything, to ease the heat and the straining and the—

“Still not the right place?”

Mae’s eyes had adjusted to the darkness so as she lifted her head, she looked down her body to find Sahvage staring up at her, his enormous shoulders blocking the square of light around the door, his hulking body covering her.

Like she was his prey.

And that was fine with her. She was more than ready to be eaten.

Mae might have not had sex before, but Sahvage was the one who was unprepared for what was happening. He’d never expected to be so affected by . . . her skin, her scents, her innocent eroticism as she rubbed herself against any part of him that came into contact with her gloriously bare, beautiful aroused sex.

He hadn’t meant to take things in this direction.

But here they were—with him about to put his mouth on—

“Sahvage,” she moaned.

Throwing her head back into the pillows, Mae arched again and then undulated, her breasts peaking, those tight little nipples the kind of thing he couldn’t not touch.

Reaching up, he tweaked one and then rolled the other back and forth between his thumb and forefinger, rolling . . . rolling . . . rolling.

And then he dropped his head and brushed her lower abdomen with his lips. “Here? Mae . . . does it hurt here?”

In a rough voice, she said, “Lower.”

Fuck, he thought as he went over to her hip. Whispering his mouth on the graceful ridge of her pelvis—then he slid his lower body completely off the end of the bed. As his knees hit the carpet, he pulled her down to him by the backs of her knees, her thighs wide open, her sex glistening in the low light.

Sahvage licked his lips in anticipation. “I need to taste you,” he heard himself say.

As she moaned his name, he started on the outside of one of her legs, just in case she had second thoughts.

She did not. She said his name again . . . in that rough, panting voice that nearly made him come.

Moving over, kissing his way across the top of her thigh to the very inside of it, following the crease where it met her body, where it connected to her—

He meant to stay on that soft skin, on the precipice of her beautiful sex, but her pelvis shifted without warning—

And suddenly his lips were on hers, and all his planning to be gentle, go slow, take it easy, went right out the fucking window. He sucked her in—and the instant her taste registered, his brain completely shorted out.



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