There was more at stake here than fulfilling fantasies, he swiftly told himself. He sensed something deeply primitive working through her, an almost savage intent flowing through the fingers curling through his chest hair, her nails lightly scraping.She had decided.Now she was following through.Was it with the heart of a tiger going for its kill, taking quickly, feasting quickly, walking away with a satisfied appetite?No!The fierce protest ripped through Jared.This night would go his way!One night, she’d said, but one night was never going to be enough for him. He had to make her feel it wasn’t enough for her, either.Her palms slid sensuously up to his shoulders, moving his shirt off them. He had to seize control before she tipped him out of it, make the moves his, not hers, slow everything down. But before he could stop her, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over his nipple, then pressed her mouth around it and...he couldn’t bring himself to make any move.His mind slid into meltdown, fired by her desire for him and exploding with the sensations she was evoking, tasting him so erotically, and her hands gliding down his arms, pushing the sleeves of his shirt ahead of them.
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