Page 28 of The Army Ranger's Surprise

“Jesus, Kaydee, if you don’t stop looking at me like that I’m going to burst.”

“Don’t do that.” She shook her head and stepped past him. “Not yet.”

He twisted around and was about to respond when she turned to face him, grasped the bottom of her tank top and ripped it over her head, presenting him a mouthwatering view of generous curves spilling out of a lacy white bra.

“Damn,” he breathed, heart rocking in his chest when she popped the hook on her bra, and two seconds later, stood before him in nothing but her cutoffs.

Then she unfastened her shorts and they fell to her feet, leaving her in a sexy scrap of white lace.

Leo almost swallowed his tongue. Almost. But he had plans for it and her. He stepped right up to those soft, supple curves and tugged her against him. She was too damn gorgeous for him to keep his distance any longer. Capturing her startled gasp with his mouth, he gave in to the hunger only Kaydee inspired.

And he was inspired. So damn much.

After several glorious moments, he released her lips to drag in air while he kissed a path to the curve of her neck.

“Damn…Leo.” She gasped again and raked her fingernails across his back. “Your jaw…”

He stilled and drew back, frowning at her reddening skin. “Christ, Kaydee. I’m sorry.”

“What? Why?” She blinked. “No. Don’t be. It feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”

Relief washed through him. He hated the thought of hurting her.

She reached for him and grinned—a wicked grin that wrecked his pulse while her hand slowly trailed down his body to strum his abs and brush the waistband of his jeans. “You have more clothes on than I do. We should rectify that.”

He captured her wrist and brought her bold hand to his lips. “Oh, we’re going to rectify a lot of things.”

Her grin broadened, and she ran her free hand down his chest and abs again. “Good to know,” she said in a low, breathless tone, then traced his erection through his jeans. “I hope freeing you is one of them, because damn, I’m so ready.”

Ah hell. She was definitely trying to kill him.

“Sit on the bed,” he said in a rough voice.

Heaven help him, her eyes flared with the same fierce need rushing through him as he stalked her the whole way. The instant the back of her knees hit the mattress, she sat down, and her gorgeous breasts bounced, beckoning his attention. He gave it willingly, dropping to his knees to cup each one, delighting in the way her nipples puckered under his touch.

The woman was absolutely breathtaking.

“Leo.” Her deep, throaty tone and the way she arched into his hands had blood whistling through his ears and a shaft of heat shooting straight to his throbbing groin.

Fierce hunger ruled his thoughts and actions, sharpening his focus to just the two of them. All that mattered was pleasing Kaydee and giving in to the heat consuming them.

Leaning forward, he sucked a delicious peak into his mouth and rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger, tugging both until she moaned and arched her body again. Wanting to up her pleasure, he removed his mouth from her nipple and blew on her wet skin, smiling at her hiss of breath. He switched sides, needing to hear her sexy sounds some more.

Leo pressed her back to the mattress, then brushed his lips over her ribs and belly to nip at her hips. He wanted to lick and bite and taste every inch of her gorgeous body. And would. Later. Right now, his mission concerned the paradise waiting for him beneath her lace. He hooked his fingers under the sexy material and tugged it off, then kneeling in front of her, he placed a hand on each leg and spread her wide.

Every last part of him tightened while his mouth watered, longing to taste the exquisiteness before him.

“Leo…” Her plea was full of need. “Are you going to stare or do any of that rectifying you spoke about?”

He grinned. “Both.” Holding her gaze, he ran a hand up her trembling thigh to lightly stroke her glistening folds.

She jumped and sucked in a breath.

“Definitely both.” He placed her legs over his shoulders and tugged her sweet ass to the edge of the bed. “And taste, too,” he said before leaning down to put his mouth on her.

Another of her throaty sounds met his ears while her hands went to his head. The more he experimented and explored, the tighter her fingers dug into his scalp. He didn’t care. He reveled in her reactions, and continued until he discovered the rhythm and length of stroke that did her in. It stuck in his memory, as did the sight of her, the sound and taste of her.

She rocked her hips. “Damn…your beard…it feels amazing.”

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