To Claim A Wilde (Wilde In Wyoming Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
He gave her no time to think, only to feel. And God, how good he made her feel. In the recesses of her mind, she knew they had to stop at some point, knew that although she was on birth control, they had no condom available. At least she didn’t. But they’d cross that bridge when they came to it. Now she simply wanted to feel. And she planned on feeling as much of him as she could. Her hands had been as busy as his; divesting him of as much clothing as she could, she’d tunneled under his shirt, undoing his buttons as he had done for her. Not with nearly as much finesse and ease as he had performing the task, but with as much enthusiasm. As she stared down at him, as he knelt larger than life between her thighs, she knew what he was asking her, knew what he wanted to do to her. His bared chest was thick and ripped with sinewy muscles. Not over the top, but perfectly sculpted pieces of perfection.
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