Page 24 of Shifting Sands

I arch my back, and my aching breasts brush his chest as my hands drop from his shoulders and down to his back, my nails digging into his taut muscles.

He lets out a guttural sound as his mouth runs up the column of my throat, sucking and nipping until he reaches my ear. “Where’s your room?”

“Down the hall. First door on the right.”

He turns with me in his arms and carries me toward the bedrooms. He chuckles at the sound ofForensic Filesblaring from the closed door across the way.

We enter the room, and he tosses me on the bed. Need pulses through me as he clutches the collar of his shirt and pulls it over his head while I kick off my boots. I’m so turned on that I don’t even care that I’m about to sleep with a stranger in my aunt’s home.

I clutch him tighter as his tongue explores the tops of my breasts, exposed above the neckline of my tank. A tingle shoots straight to my core when he sucks a nipple between his teeth through the thin fabric.

“Yes,” I purr.

His head flies up at the sound, and before I have a chance to complain, he’s leaning back. He takes the hem of my shirt and tugs as I bear up, allowing him to pull it over my head. He drops it to the floor, and before he can even get his jeans unbuttoned, I sit up in front of him and reach for his zipper.

“Brandee,” he rasps as I slide his zipper down slowly.

He’s hard and ready as I reach in to release him from his briefs. I hold the base with one hand as I stroke him firmly with the other. When I run a nail over the head, his cock twitches in my grip, and his eyes darken as he watches.

I return his stare as I lick my bottom lip. I release him just long enough to remove his sneakers and yank his jeans and briefs down his legs so he can kick them to the side, and then I push him to his back and crawl over him. He hisses as I take him into my hands once again. Holding his eyes, I lick his tip and moan as the taste of him hits my tongue.

“Fuck,” he groans, and the heat in his eyes intensifies as one of his hands grabs my hair.

I lick him again, letting my tongue swirl around the swollen head a few more times before opening my mouth and taking him deep. I keep my fingers wrapped firmly around the shaft as he thrusts his hips and glides in as far as he can go. I begin sucking while he moves slowly in and out.

His free hand caresses my jaw as he finds his rhythm. I let go of him and grip his thigh and hold on as I relax. I can feel him grow thicker as I pull back my lips and drag the edge of my teeth lightly down his length. He growls low and deep as the speed of his thrusts increases.

He taps my cheek. “I’m going to come,” he warns, but I don’t back off.

His breaths grow ragged, and he groans my name when I feel him stiffen. His release hits the back of my throat, and I swallow every drop.

“Fuck, that was incredible.” His declaration is barely audible.

I look up to find his stormy gaze boring into me. His expression is raw, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

He’s a beautiful man. All broad chest and shoulders, chiseled abs, lean hips, muscular thighs.

Reaching down, he urges me up to rest against his chest. He holds me close as he catches his breath.

Once he’s recovered, he flips me onto my back and makes quick work of removing the rest of my clothing and tossing it onto the pile with his.

His dark eyes rake over my bare skin, and warmth floods my body and pools in my belly as he settles his powerful body between my open thighs. He brings his mouth to mine again to kiss me deep and slow.

Breaking the kiss, I groan his name as I arch up. My achy breasts pressing into him.

He grins a sexy grin down at me.

“Damn, I’m glad you walked into my bar tonight,” he growls and starts to kiss his way down my body. Stroking and caressing every exposed inch of skin along the way until I’m a whimpering mess.

He pulls my thighs apart, finding me wet and ready. He slides his fingertip through my folds, then brings it to his lips and licks it clean.

Desire crawls down my spine as I watch.

Finally, he spreads me open, and his tongue starts to explore my hot flesh. When his mouth wraps around me and he nips at my clit with his teeth, my hips jump in his grip. Every nerve in my body ignites, and pleasure twists and knots inside of me as he inserts a finger and begins to curl it in and out, hitting just the right spot.

He takes his time, using his tongue and hand to drive me into a frenzy. I pant and writhe as he starts to pump harder, the pressure building as he teases me.

I plunge my fingers into his hair and hold him against me, raising my hips to meet the thrusts of his tongue until I am shaking beneath him.

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