The Dare Collection April 2019. Nicola Marsh

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      I pulled my thumb from her mouth and covered it with mine, taking what I wanted for once in my fucking life.

      Something for me.

      And the moment my lips touched hers, she opened for me, hot and sweet, her tongue touching mine at first hesitantly and then with more demand. Then her hands opened on my chest and slid up, winding her arms around my neck, her small curvy body arching into me. A soft moan escaped her and I found myself putting one palm onto the closet door beside her head while I cupped her jaw with the other, leaning in as she tried to pull me closer.

      She was raw demand and passionate heat, holding nothing back. And she tasted so fucking sweet. So fucking hot.

      Beneath those wide eyes and painful honesty, she was primal.

      Just like me.

      Any resistance I had left burned to ashes right where I stood.

      I let go of her jaw and slid my hand into her pale silky hair, curling my fingers through it and gripping on tight, pulling her head back so I could kiss her deeper.

      She didn’t protest, moaning as I nipped her lower lip, licking into her mouth and taking possession once again. Jesus, she was delicious.

      Her arms around my neck tightened, pulling me even closer, and then she began to climb me like a goddamn tree, winding her legs around my waist, arching her spine, pressing her tits against my chest and tilting her hips so my dick was rubbing up against her clit through her clothes.

      She stole my breath.

      I pulled her hands from around my neck, pinning them back against the closet door above her head. Then I lifted my mouth from hers. ‘If you don’t want this to be over right here, right now, you need to slow down.’

      She was panting, her chest heaving, her luscious mouth pink and swollen from my kisses. ‘But I don’t want to go slow.’ Her hips rolled against mine, her heat soaking through the yoga pants she wore and through the denim of my jeans. ‘Oh... Ajax...’ Her voice was husky and breathless. ‘I need you...please.’

      It wouldn’t have taken much to rip all that material out of my way and get inside her. But I wasn’t an animal. I’d take my own sweet time and give us both as much pleasure as I could.

      So I settled my hips between her thighs and rocked against her, watching as her face became even more flushed, her eyes luminous. She moaned as I made sure the ridge of my hard-on hit her clit, grinding on it, making her shudder and tremble and pull against the hold I had on her wrists.

      ‘Oh, God. That feels amazing.’ She writhed slowly, moving her hips in response. ‘But aren’t you...? I m-mean, don’t you...? Oh...’

      ‘Stop talking and let me concentrate.’ I changed my angle, rubbing my aching dick against her.

      She tipped her head back, her eyes half closing in pleasure. ‘But I think...’ Her chest heaved. ‘Oh... I might...c-come. And I don’t want to, not yet.’

      I leaned down and pressed my mouth to her throat, licking the salt from her skin, feeling her shudder in response. ‘There’s no limit to the number of orgasms you can have, sweetheart. So feel free.’

      ‘But...don’t... Oh, Ajax... Ajax...’

      The sound of desperation in her voice was unbelievably fucking hot. So was the way she writhed and panted, arching her back, wanting more.

      So I gave it to her.

      Keeping one hand wrapped around her wrists above her head, I pulled her T-shirt up with the other, exposing a delicate white lace bra. It was pretty, especially the way her pink nipples showed through the fabric. I took a second to admire it, then dragged one of the cups to the side, baring her. Then I bent to her hard nipple and licked it.

      She jerked in my arms, gasping.

      I licked her again, the salty-sweet taste of her skin as delicious as her kiss. Jesus, this woman. I could eat her up.

      Hell, I would. Right now.

      I drew her nipple into my mouth and sucked, feeling her body stiffen and hearing her breath catch. Then I nipped her at the same time as I began to grind against her once again, trying to go slow, to tease her, to draw out the pleasure as long as I could.

      But she wouldn’t let me.

      Her legs tightened around my waist as she lifted her hips against mine and arched her spine again, encouraging me to suck on her harder, deeper.

      ‘Yes,’ she gasped thickly. ‘Oh, Ajax, yes...’

      She was so fucking sexy. That taste of her was in my mouth, her wet little pussy soaking my goddamn jeans.

      Jesus, she was going to make me come like a bloody teenage boy.

      I teased her nipple with my teeth until the words she was muttering became incoherent cries. Until she went suddenly stiff in my arms, calling my name as she came.

       CHAPTER TEN

       Imogen

      I SHUDDERED IN Ajax’s arms, mind-blowing pleasure ripping through me, making me feel like I was glowing, lit up from the inside by the sheer ecstasy of his touch.

      Hell, if I’d known sex would be like this, I’d have tried a lot harder to escape Dad.

       It’s not just the sex. It’s Ajax.

      I had my head tipped back against the closet door and my eyes were closed, but now I opened them a crack, half afraid to look at him, yet at the same time half desperate too.

      His eyes were cobalt with desire, his expression feral with possessive hunger.

      My soul shivered in instinctive response.

      I’d told him just before that it was him, that he was different, and that had been instinct. But now I knew for certain. This feeling inside me, this pleasure. It was all because of him.

      For a second I tried imagining doing this with anyone else and I...couldn’t. I’d wanted him from the moment I’d first seen him, on a visceral level, but he also made me feel safe and protected.

      Yet he wasn’t a safe man. He was dangerous. And that excited me for reasons I didn’t understand. There was a physical energy that drew me to him, yet it was about more than that.

      I affected him. I’d seen him trying to resist me and being unable to. I liked that. I liked that a lot. It made me feel powerful and strong, and it had been too long since I’d felt either of those things.

      ‘Still with me?’ His voice was rough black velvet brushing over my skin, dark and sensual with a husky edge.

      And this time my body shivered along with my soul.

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