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  Without pause, he pulled her jeans to the floor and she quickly kicked them away. Her eyes never left his as he took a tiny step back. A moan escaped his mouth as he just stood there, taking his time to stare at her body. She watched his throat work as he swallowed. “You’re beautiful.” He gently stroked her face and outlined her angles. The tenderness in his tone filled her with warmth.

  She pointed her index finger at his jeans. “And you’re completely overdressed.”

  He grinned and then proceeded to make quick work of his clothes. Her heart skipped a beat as he stood before her completely naked, his beautiful cock beckoning her touch, her mouth, and her pussy. Simply put, the man was magnificent. All lean muscles, hard as granite.

  His smile was dark, predatory as he put his arms on either side of her head, pinning her to the wall with his body. He kissed her long and deep, then trailed a path down her body. “God, you have no idea how much I’ve been dying to taste you,” he whispered.

  He kissed her breasts. Moaning in bliss he took his time to lave her hard, achy nipples. He drew one into his mouth and nibbled and sucked until it formed a rigid peak. Then he clenched down with his teeth, mixing pain with pleasure. She pressed against him, wanting more, wanting him to ravish her with wild abandon. His fingers circled her areola and her cunt clenched with want, a shudder overtaking her.

  As her body vibrated he moved to her bellybutton. After stroking that sensitive area with his tongue, and driving her mad with want, he insinuating himself between her legs. Her pussy lips inched open for him, and as she offered herself to him, completely, unequivocally and without question, it brought them to a deeper level of intimacy. He tapped her thighs, gesturing for her to widen them even more. She immediately obliged. He leaned in and inhaled her tangy scent and when his mouth found her damp cunt, she let out a low moan and sagged against the wall. That first sweet flick of his tongue was the most delicious thing she’d ever felt in her entire life, and the onslaught of pleasure damn near shut down her mind.

  “Blake—” she murmured and raked her fingers through his hair, holding him to her. He was doing the most amazing things with his tongue, pushing it deep inside her pussy, then circling her engorged clit until she cried out in bliss. Ripples of sensual delight traveled onward and upward through her body and it was all she could do to keep herself upright. She grew wetter and wetter with each caress and her breasts felt so heavy and achy she took them into her hands and squeezed.

  “Jesus, Sunny, you have the nicest pussy I’ve ever seen. So pink and so fucking pretty.” The heat of his mouth scorched her skin as his primal essence completely overwhelmed her. The need to lose herself in him became so intense she began shaking. He widened her lips with his fingers and stroked his tongue over her flesh, going all the way from the back to the front. “And you taste like heaven.”

  His sexy words nearly pushed her over the brink. She moaned without censor, letting him know what he did to her, how much she wanted him. When he inserted a finger into her throbbing cunt, she moved restlessly against him and nearly came apart in his arms. Heat spread over her skin and she whimpered in delight. A tremor moved through her as she chased an orgasm. She sucked in a tight breath but couldn’t seem to fill her lungs as her body tightened all over.

  “Blake, please,” she cried, not really able to vocalize what she was feeling because the emotions he roused in her were so foreign to her. He glanced up at her, and when his guarded eyes met hers, it occurred to her that he was holding back. God, why was he holding back? What was he afraid of?

  When he dipped another finger inside and stroked her deep, he skin flushed hotly and her entire world went fuzzy around the edges. Her sex muscles fluttered and a powerful wave rolled through her as she came apart in his arms. He cunt clenched and pulsed in heavenly bliss, her entire body tingling as he pushed her over the precipice. Flames surged in her pussy, as equal mixtures of heat and fire moved through her bloodstream, and she feared she was going to combust. “Oh God, Blake, I’m coming.”

  “That’s it, sweetheart,” Blake said as she gave herself over to her orgasm. He kept his fingers inside her, pushing deep, and circling her G-spot until her syrup dripped over his hand and down his arm. He brushed his tongue over her lips, drinking in her cream as she rode out every last wave, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She wanted his cock inside her. And she wanted him to let go, to give himself over to her. Lord, she’d never been so driven by lust or desire before.

  As though reading her needs, Blake grabbed his pants, pulled a condom from his wallet and quickly sheathed himself. His eyes locked on hers as he wrapped his hands around her hips and lifted her. “Put your legs around me,” he said, his voice low and raspy.

  The second she slipped her legs around his waist he pushed into her, driving her against the wall. Never had she felt so gloriously full. “Yessss,” she cried out. Their cries of pleasure merged as he began to pump into her with fevered passion, taking her to places she’d never been before, penetrating not only her body, but her heart. As a bone-deep warmth moved through her, her heart swelled. She knew he felt the pull between them every bit as much as she did, it was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. God, what she was feeling for him really shouldn’t be possible, considering she’d only recently met him. He plunged harder, deeper and in no time at all another powerful orgasm ripped through her. When he felt her liquid heat, his eyes smoldered with need and he drove into her and stilled. His breath came in short bursts and his cock throbbed as he splashed his hot seed inside her.

  After a long time, he pulled out and let her slide down his body. “Sweetheart, that was amazing.” When his lips found hers, everything in her reached out to him.

  Michelle could barely breathe, let along talk, so she simply nodded her head in agreement. That brought a smile to Blake’s face.

  His hand found hers and he tugged. “Come on.”

  He pulled back the shower curtain and they both stepped inside. The warm water felt glorious against her skin, but not nearly as glorious as his hands felt.

  Blake grabbed the soap, lathered his palms and proceeded to wash her body. Once he completed cleansing her, she took the soap and began lathering him in return. A comfortable silence fell over them as they stood in the shower together, washing each other like it was the most natural thing to do.

  Blake pulled her to him, and with a new closeness between them, he murmured into her ear. “I need to get into that room, Sunny. To gather enough evidence for you to get a search warrant.”

  She snuggled in closer, astonished at the new intimacy between them. The man was simply addictive and she’d never felt so cherished by anyone before. Everything from the way he held her, touched her and talked to her told her that he felt the connection every bit as much as she did. But still, she could feel him pull back emotionally. As she looked at him, she wondered how deep his scars ran and what secrets he held close.

  Returning to professional mode she said, “I think it might be easier for me to get in.” Once again he tightened, but this time not with pleasure. She knew he didn’t like the idea. “Look, they know you, Blake. You can distract them while I get inside and gather evidence.” She tried to lighten things. “You remember what I did to that demon.” When he remained quiet, she pressed on. “Just tell them you’ve got a hot little number back in your room and you want them to come check her out before presenting her to the boss.”

  “Sunny—” She heard worry and fear in that one word. Her heart swelled beneath her breastbone as warmth flooded her.

  She touched his face, needing the physical connection. “We are not going to let one more innocent woman go missing at this resort,” she insisted. “Let me do my job. I’ve gone up against demons alone, Blake. I can go up against these guys.”

  He shook his head.

  “What?” she demanded.

  “Do you have a gun?” he asked.

  She smiled at him. His concern for her well-being spoke volumes and tou
ched her deeply, so did his belief in her. “Yes.”

  “Then I want you to start carrying it. But you won’t be alone, Sunny. I’ve got your back.”

  With that she planted her mouth on his, needing him inside her more than she needed her very next breath. “Good. Now, since you don’t have to check in until tomorrow night and we still have so many more hours to kill, I think you should have the rest of me again too, before we put this plan into action.”

  Blake grinned, “I like the way you think.”

  He gathered her into his arms and carried her to his bed. Pulling the blanket up for privacy he climbed over her body and pressed his mouth to hers for a deep, soul-searching kiss. Michelle ran her hands over his skin, absorbing his heat as her mouth moved to his shoulder to taste his exquisite skin.

  “Mmm,” she moaned. When she felt him quiver, she instantly she knew she wanted to taste more, to brush her hungry tongue along every inch of his skin. She gave a light shove. “Roll over,” she demanded.

  Chapter Five

  Roll over?

  He stared at her, hardly able to believe what she wanted to do to him. Most women took what they wanted from him, never giving his pleasure a second thought.

  But Sunny was different. So different from the rest. Not only was she seducing his mind and body, she was seducing his heart. And he feared that could break him.

  When he gave her a questioning glance, she simply offered him a mischievous look and pushed again. “Now.”

  “So demanding,” he teased.

  Once she had him beneath her, she ran her tongue over his neck, his chest and lower. His hands gripped her hair and the feel of her smooth silky strands between his fingers filled him with lust. “Christ,” he murmured.

  “What is it?” she asked lightly, obviously knowing he was in total agony as his cock throbbed against her midriff, in desperate need of release again. As a demon, he didn’t need much recovery time, but deep in his soul he knew it was more that that. He just simply couldn’t get enough of her.

  “You’re fucking killing me.”

  “Killing you? Where? Here?” She gathered his cock into her hand and gave a light squeeze.

  He growled. “Yes there.”

  She glanced up at him. “You think I should kiss it better, then?”

  He lightly tugged on her hair and noted the gruffness in his voice when he said, “That might be a good idea.”

  With that she gave a light playful chuckle, and made a slow pass with her tongue before drawing his cock into her mouth. The soft moans of delight told him how much she enjoyed it. Damn, if that didn’t excite him even more. She spent a long time tasting him and running her fingers along his length, building his climax and melting his resolve. Her mouth moved to his balls, and she gently suckled them while working her hands over his length. When small beads of cum pearled on his crown, she shifted her position and licked him clean. She moaned with pleasure, and it resonated through him.

  “I love the taste of you,” she said, her voice full of want. Blake gyrated restlessly and raked his fingers through her hair, as her touch and words pulled him into some emotional place that he had no intention of going.

  His tension escalated as she continued to suck his cock, the look on her face indicating that she was taking genuine pleasure in the length and thickness of him. She shifted her position, and straddled one of his legs. Rocking her hips slightly, she rubbed her sopping wet cunt over his thigh and rode him furiously. She scraped her hot, swollen clit against his flesh, and he sensed she wasn’t too far from an orgasm herself. His heart tightened as his glance slid over her.

  “Sunny…” he murmured, needing this to stop almost as much as he needed it to continue.

  She glanced up at him and her expressive green eyes met his. When her mouth opened, but no words formed, his heart thumped, and he feared all was lost. As her hot cream poured over his leg, and the ecstasy on her face touched him deep, his insides turned to mush. Need and pleasure gathered in his chest. Jesus, how she had the ability to evoke deep emotions in him was beyond him.

  Her body slowed and she whispered his name. “Blake…” Her voice was so soft, intimate and so full of emotion that it rattled him to his core. In a span of a moment as they moved past some imaginary line, it had him thinking about love, family and white picket fences. His throat clenched, and needing the intimate contact, he brushed his fingers over her hard nipples. She gave a broken gasp and leaned into his touch. Christ, she was impossible to resist, and being with her was as natural as breathing. He was losing himself in her, goddammit, and there was nothing he could do about it.

  He needed to fight it, to put a stop to this, before his demon grew stronger and took over.

  As if sensing his distress, she pulled back and climbed over him. “Condom?” she asked breathlessly.

  “Nightstand,” he whispered with effort, knowing he didn’t have the strength to stop what was happening between them, and knowing how much he wanted this. No, he needed this. After she quickly sheathed him, and before he realized what she was doing, she impaled herself on his cock.

  “Sweet Jesus…”

  Eyes full of want moved to his as they joined as one. He valiantly forced himself to suppress his emotions, astonished at the way she affected him. Unfortunately, his efforts proved futile. She moved up and down, her sweet cunt squeezing his cock until the point of no return. The sweet torture made him throb. As he gripped her hips and slammed deep, his composure melted, and he felt a shift inside his gut.

  “That’s it, Blake. Let yourself go,” she murmured, as his guard slipped. “Just let go.”

  In no time at all, his skin grew tight and his balls constricted. “Come here, sweetheart.” He captured her head to pull her close, then took possession of her mouth. He slid his hands down her back, circled her waist and flipped her over, needing her beneath him so he could feel every inch of her body against his. He buried his face in her neck and pumped deeper, harder, seeking, searching. He lifted his head to see her.

  “Sunny, babe…” he murmured.

  She moaned and pulsed around his cock, and there was nothing he could do to stave off the riot of emotions coursing through his veins. Unable to stop himself, or fight this powerful pull between them, a moan caught in his throat and his body quivered as he gave himself over to the pleasure. Over to her. As he made love to her, he wondered exactly when it was that she’d taken up residency in his heart.

  “Yes…” she cried out when he released inside her, giving her a part of himself that he’d never given another. His mouth found hers and he kissed her long and deep then pulled back, breathless.

  A long while later he rolled in beside her, fear working its way through his bloodstream as he wondered what came next. He tensed. Had his weakness just opened the door for his demon? He drew in a deep rejuvenating breath, and in that instant, after opening himself to her, it suddenly made the man in him feel stronger, fierce, more in control of his darker side. It occurred to him that loving her didn’t create a weakness, it created a strength in him. He could feel that power coursing through his veins, building, growing. As his body began tingling, it sharpened his instincts and kicked his protective nature up a notch. Perhaps his mother was wrong about giving into one’s emotions, or perhaps it simply took the right woman to empower him, to bring out the man in him.

  As he considered that epiphany longer, he admitted, “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  She grinned and the look in her eyes told him she understood that feeling all too well. “You can keep trying.”

  Blake chuckled and rolled back over her, until she was captured beneath him. “Like I said, I like the way you think.” And with that he took her again, and again, until the wee hours of the morning.

  When he awoke he took a moment to gaze at the amazing woman sleeping silently beside him. As emotions charged through him, his heart pounded in his chest. After being with her intimately, it gave him all the more reason to keep his demon b
uried. Never would he let the monster loose, because never would he do anything to hurt Sunny. Which was why he’d wasn’t about to let her put that plan of hers into action. He cared far too much for her to let her put herself in harm’s way, despite knowing she could handle herself. Trouble was, he was having difficulty coming up with something better on his own. It wasn’t as if his new best friend Neal, was letting him wander around the lower levels of the hotel all by himself.

  His body grew needy as he proceeded to kiss her awake. “Hey,” he murmured. When her eyes opened and met his, urgent need overwhelmed him. He drew a centering breath, aware that she’d unleashed something inside him, and no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to get enough of her.

  “Hey yourself,” she whispered back, her voice soft and seductive.

  When she offered him a sultry smile full of promise, he gave into impulse, quickly sheathed himself and slid over her, crushing her body beneath his. Her legs automatically widened, and he grinned, loving the way she wanted him, and the way she so readily welcomed him into her body. His cock found her wet opening, and her mouth opened as his crown penetrated.

  He swallowed hard, his head spinning as the need to sink all the way into her consumed his thoughts. Jesus, she felt so good, so tight. “I need to be inside you again, sweetheart.”

  “I need that too,” she responded, giving him a look that conveyed her hunger as she pulled his mouth to hers. He kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers as he sank deep, her liquid heat scorching his cock.

  Once inside, he gave her a moment to get used to the fullness. When she cried for more, he rocked into her, slowly, taking his time to savor her heat, and every clench of her beautiful cunt. As her body quivered in delight, it occurred to him that being with her this time felt more emotional, less physical. Completely potent.