treated.” She narrowed her gaze. “He was a jackass, too.” She was still hissing the insult when he reached for her.
The impact of their bodies coming together forced an indelicate “Ugh” from her. Chest to chest, hips to hips, he trapped her in his embrace.
Fury flickered in her eyes, dilating them. “Release me.” Her heated breath washed over his face.
Release her? The hell he would. Instead he lowered his head and captured her stubborn mouth with his. The kiss was slow, hot, and he made sure thorough and unforgettable.
Taken unaware, she froze.
There was a second where time stood still and a thousand sensations seduced him. With a need that bordered on insanity he stroked her tender lips, savoring her essence and the softness of her skin.
Yes . The word hummed throughout him. He knew she would taste of heaven and hell.
She bit his lip.
"Fuck,” he yelped, but didn't let her go as she attempted to shove him away. So much for making the damn kiss unforgettable.
The growl of frustration she released only ignited his need to devour her more. Their eyes met in a fiery exchange. A squeal came from her parted lips as he stepped forward, pinning her against the wall.
Her breathing was rapid, chest heaving to mimic his. Determination to resist him was etched on her brows. No way would she win in this game of wills. Before the night was over she would be melting in his arms.
"Dolan.” He heard Rowdy's warning tone but ignored him to press his mouth to hers once again. In the exchange their teeth clashed.
She continued to struggle against his assault, but that didn't deter him. In reality he didn't know if he could stop. He had to taste her—all of her. Never had he wanted anyone like he did her. Since seeing her at Jester's she was all he could think of. She dogged his every waking moment and haunted his dreams.
He inhaled her powdery perfume and caressed the silkiness of her skin as he slid his palms down her body. Looping his hands behind her knees, he raised her to part her thighs and move between them. He fit so damn perfect, like he belonged there.
His hands traveled down her back and settled on her ass, cupping and squeezing, pushing her against his groin. As he grinded his hips into the sweet spot he hoped to be revealing soon, she tossed back her head and cried out. The delicate sound caught somewhere between passion and desperation. He prayed it was more of the first than the latter. Even still, he stroked her lips with his tongue urging her to give in, allow him to carry her to ecstasy.
But the time wasn't right. She continued to resist him.
Relentless with his kisses, he nibbled on her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. All the while, he caressed and rubbed against her body, tempting and teasing to break down her defenses.
Dolan knew the moment she surrendered. She sighed, softening against him. Struggle gone, she crossed her legs at the ankles to hold him closer. Her mouth opened, welcoming him with an urgency to match his own. Knocking his hat off, she threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him nearer to take the initiative and deepen the caress.
The touch of her tongue against his ignited an explosion of fire and ice. Male pride surged through his veins as he wrapped his arms possessively around her.
Damn. Her submission was even better than he had imagined. One after the other he swallowed her mewling cries.
Rowdy nudged him. “My turn.” Dolan didn't want to let her go.
"Mine,” he growled against her lips. Eyelids half-shuttered, she looked at him with such hunger that he swore he felt the tug. A shiver slithered up his spine.
"Ours,” his friend insisted. “You've had her long enough. It's my turn."
Dolan wouldn't have released her, but she unfolded her legs and eased down his body to stand on her feet. She placed her palms on his chest and looked into his eyes to send his heart reeling. What was it about this woman that made his chest tighten—made it hard to
The impact of their bodies coming together forced an indelicate “Ugh” from her. Chest to chest, hips to hips, he trapped her in his embrace.
Fury flickered in her eyes, dilating them. “Release me.” Her heated breath washed over his face.
Release her? The hell he would. Instead he lowered his head and captured her stubborn mouth with his. The kiss was slow, hot, and he made sure thorough and unforgettable.
Taken unaware, she froze.
There was a second where time stood still and a thousand sensations seduced him. With a need that bordered on insanity he stroked her tender lips, savoring her essence and the softness of her skin.
Yes . The word hummed throughout him. He knew she would taste of heaven and hell.
She bit his lip.
"Fuck,” he yelped, but didn't let her go as she attempted to shove him away. So much for making the damn kiss unforgettable.
The growl of frustration she released only ignited his need to devour her more. Their eyes met in a fiery exchange. A squeal came from her parted lips as he stepped forward, pinning her against the wall.
Her breathing was rapid, chest heaving to mimic his. Determination to resist him was etched on her brows. No way would she win in this game of wills. Before the night was over she would be melting in his arms.
"Dolan.” He heard Rowdy's warning tone but ignored him to press his mouth to hers once again. In the exchange their teeth clashed.
She continued to struggle against his assault, but that didn't deter him. In reality he didn't know if he could stop. He had to taste her—all of her. Never had he wanted anyone like he did her. Since seeing her at Jester's she was all he could think of. She dogged his every waking moment and haunted his dreams.
He inhaled her powdery perfume and caressed the silkiness of her skin as he slid his palms down her body. Looping his hands behind her knees, he raised her to part her thighs and move between them. He fit so damn perfect, like he belonged there.
His hands traveled down her back and settled on her ass, cupping and squeezing, pushing her against his groin. As he grinded his hips into the sweet spot he hoped to be revealing soon, she tossed back her head and cried out. The delicate sound caught somewhere between passion and desperation. He prayed it was more of the first than the latter. Even still, he stroked her lips with his tongue urging her to give in, allow him to carry her to ecstasy.
But the time wasn't right. She continued to resist him.
Relentless with his kisses, he nibbled on her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. All the while, he caressed and rubbed against her body, tempting and teasing to break down her defenses.
Dolan knew the moment she surrendered. She sighed, softening against him. Struggle gone, she crossed her legs at the ankles to hold him closer. Her mouth opened, welcoming him with an urgency to match his own. Knocking his hat off, she threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him nearer to take the initiative and deepen the caress.
The touch of her tongue against his ignited an explosion of fire and ice. Male pride surged through his veins as he wrapped his arms possessively around her.
Damn. Her submission was even better than he had imagined. One after the other he swallowed her mewling cries.
Rowdy nudged him. “My turn.” Dolan didn't want to let her go.
"Mine,” he growled against her lips. Eyelids half-shuttered, she looked at him with such hunger that he swore he felt the tug. A shiver slithered up his spine.
"Ours,” his friend insisted. “You've had her long enough. It's my turn."
Dolan wouldn't have released her, but she unfolded her legs and eased down his body to stand on her feet. She placed her palms on his chest and looked into his eyes to send his heart reeling. What was it about this woman that made his chest tighten—made it hard to
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