Page 41 of Legal Desire
His hips lifted from the mattress, and he growled her name. “Allison, I’m not going to last.”
She hoped not. She wanted him to go as crazy as he’d made her, as out of control. She moved her mouth up and down his cock as far as she could take him in her throat. Then she closed her hand around the base of his shaft and stroked.
He growled again, and cords of muscle stood out in his neck and his arms as if he was struggling to hang on.
She moved faster and twirled her tongue around him. Then his hands clutched her hair, holding her down and he shouted her name as he came, filling her mouth.
She licked him from her lips and smiled up at him.
“You are dangerous,” he said. “Very, very dangerous...”
She didn’t think he was talking just about how she’d made him lose control. How else did he consider her dangerous?
