Lie to Me by Nicole L. Pierce Page A

other hand, she pressed down and felt the hard muscles of his back, relishing in the joy of reacquainting herself with the pure masculine pleasure of Damian Ballantine.
    Her hand slid to his buttocks and she squeezed one firm cheek. He laughed into her mouth, and then pushed his lower body hard against her intimacy. She gasped as he continued to devour her with a kiss, his swelling, hot cock throbbing against her. She felt the beginning of that long forgotten, urgent need that clawed at her intimate places. She tried to say his name, but his mouth sealed her word. She felt as if they were twirling in a dance as her body became light and free and filled with air that lifted her off the ground. Heaven couldn’t be this great.
    When Damian pulled back, she cried out and he stared at her with startling eyes. “You’re so damn beautiful. So sensual.” His hands slid from her back to her arms and he held her in a strong grip. As she tried to kiss him, he turned his head. “Wait.”
    She didn’t want to wait. “What is it?” She tried again to kiss him and they both laughed as he turned his head again.
    He grew serious. “Are you sure you want this?”
    “Yes.”
    He relaxed and smiled. “In case it concerns you, I’ve always had safe sex with Reese. I’m clean.”
    She smiled back at him. “Good.”
    He suddenly swept her into his arms with ease. “We need to go into your bedroom, babe. If Miles wakes up—”
    “I know. He doesn’t miss a trick.”
    He headed toward her bedroom, looking down at her. “Hey, I don’t want you to get pregnant.”
    “I’m on the pill.”
    She felt his muscles stiffen. “Thought you weren’t having sex with anybody.”
    “It’s just to regulate my cycle.”
    “I see.”
    He carried her to the bed, settled her to her back and gazed at her with approval and hunger.
    She grabbed his hands, and yanked him forward. He lost his balance and fell over her. They both laughed as he landed in her arms. She wrapped eager arms around his solid, muscular body. “Ah, much better,” she said, and she moved toward his mouth.
    Damian wrapped his arms around her too, lifting her off the mattress, and teased her with his tongue, sticking it in, and then pulling it out as she chased his lips. He was such a master kisser, knowing when to gentle the corners of her mouth and when to apply force. As he pressed hard, using his tongue to sweep through her, she heard kitten noises. God, they came from her! He moaned in response, still drinking her up. As they locked in a sensual embrace, they held their deepening kiss, and their bodies fused closer together.
    Damian finally moved his lips to her neck as she rolled her to her side, her arm still grasping his body. With deft fingers, he reached for the bottom of her sweater, and started slowly pulling it off.
    “No.” She had her head thrown back, as he nibbled her neck. She gently slapped his hand.
    He rested on his elbow and stared at her, puzzled.
    She ran her fingers down his face, and then over his slightly parted lips. “Let me undress you first. I haven’t seen your body since the accident, and I want to make sure you’re all right.” She meant it, but spoke with a mischievous lilt. She didn’t want him to know she was fussing over him, not right now. “Lie on your back, babe. I want to observe every inch of you.”
    He complied happily, a grin on his face, and cradled his head with his arms. She gave him a fast kiss on the lips and then went to work. She pulled off his shirt, glorying in every inch of his beautiful skin and muscle. Flat abs, wide chest with a sprinkle of soft, golden hair, and shoulders to die for— “You been working out?”
    “Yes.”
    She smoothed her hands from his neck to his belly. When she reached his navel, she bent down and licked it. He lifted his legs, wiggled and laughed.
    “Sure. Tickle me,” he said, teasing.
    “I’ll do all I can to make you my sex slave,” she teased back. She smiled as her hands