Deadly Promises by Sherrilyn Kenyon, Dianna Love, Laura Griffin, Cindy Gerard

watching you.”
    She basked in the thrill of his words since that’s all her boneless body had the energy to do.
    He stretched out beside her and ran his fingers over her face. She kissed his palm. He turned her toward him and kissed her, his lips sweet now, gentle.
    There he went being careful with her again.
    “That’s not it, is it?” she asked.
    His hand stilled.
    She reached down and grasped the smooth skin stretched tight over his penis. He growled and clenched at the touch. Slowly, she stroked her hand down, then upward to the damp tip.
    Jeremy let out a harsh sound. “Where’s that condom?”
    She sat up and shoved him back on the bed playfully. Her heart thumped in a wild rhythm. To cover her nervousness, she just smiled and hoped she could do this correctly. Reaching over, she opened the nightstand drawer with shaking hands and dug around until her fingers touched foil. She moved back to Jeremy and straddled him.
    Then fought with the foil packet.
    She was going to embarrass herself if she couldn’t at least open the damn condom. Large hands covered hers. She met Jeremy’s gaze, terrified she’d see him laughing. He didn’t say a word or smile, just opened the package, tossed it aside, and handed her the condom.
    The last time she did this with a boy—and he was a boy—who wasn’t quite so well endowed.
    CeCe drew a breath, then took her time sheathing Jeremy, careful not to move too fast and scratch him with her nails. He was so silent and rigid by the time she finished, CeCe looked up to see if he was okay.
    A line of perspiration beaded his forehead.
    “Is something wrong?” she asked.
    “No.” His voice sounded raw. “I don’t think putting on a condom has ever felt so erotic.”
    That had to be the nicest thing a man had ever said to her. She smiled with a sassy toss of her head.
    Jeremy hid his surprise over her flash of boldness. She’d shocked the hell out of him when he stepped into her kitchen and found her waiting for him like a birthday gift wrapped in silk. CeCe Caprice had another side of her he’d never have expected. He’d guessed she hadn’t done this much and watching her fumble with the condom removed any doubt. He would bet she hadn’t been intimate with a man more than once or twice.
    What she lacked in experience she made up for with unbridled enthusiasm. But what had triggered this for tonight?
    Why had she blown him off and now…
    She lifted herself up over his cock.
    He lost all concern about why and grasped her hips, easing her down and sliding himself inside her. He gritted his teeth at the ragged pleasure of being surrounded by her tight heat.
    Her eyes widened with a range of emotions, from surprise to shock to pleasure, with each inch he lowered her down his shaft until she dropped her head back, tightened, and moaned.
    If she kept that up, he’d be looking like the one with little experience. He’d never met a woman who exploded so quickly. Just a touch.
    She leaned forward again, her hands on his chest and a wicked gleam in her eyes. Without a word, she lifted up then down. He gripped her hips and met her stroke for stroke, every muscle in his body holding back, fighting to make this last.
    CeCe quickened the pace and gripped his chest. He moved a hand until he could tease her with a finger. She arched sharply, tensed, and came again.
    The woman was incredible.
    He stroked deep inside her, coming right behind her. The force of his orgasm lashed through him sharp as heat lightning. His body clenched with a last powerful thrust. Rough breaths shuddered from him. The blinding surge of energy slowly abated.
    That had been pretty freaking amazing. Not what he’d imagined at all and he had a healthy imagination.
    She fell forward in a heap on his chest. Chuckling, he wrapped her in his arms, unable to do more until he got his breath back. CeCe was one incredible woman.
    She’d been nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs when he’d walked into her