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His eyes flash with something like possession and mastery before he nips at my sensitive skin. His large hands run up the tops of my legs up to my hips and they twitch at the contact. It feels like my entire body is a live wire, full of sparks and barely restrained energy.

“Don’t worry,” he mumbles against my skin as his lips get closer to where I want him. “I’ll strip for you, but if I do it now then I won’t be able to slide my cock deep inside you with the taste of your sweet cum on my lips.”

I arch my back, his words ramping up my arousal and making me drip for him. I know he’s going to find out just how much I want him when his fingers hook into the waist band of my thong, and he starts to pull the fabric down my legs. When I’m naked in front of him, I squeeze my thighs together, suddenly shy even though I never have felt that way with any of my previous partners.

Why does it feel different with him? Why doesn’t that scare me more? It should.

Hale levels me with a look and I bite my lip as I let my legs drift open. With a firm grip, he spreads me open for him and pulls me just a little bit closer to the edge so my ass is almost falling off. I grip the comforter underneath me, trying to ensure that I won’t fall.

I don’t think he’d let me, though. Some part of me trusts Hale without question. It’s strange, but exhilarating.

“Look at me,” he demands and the moment I lock eyes with him, he dives into my pussy like there wasn’t delicious fucking food at the wedding we left.

The contact is fucking magical, and I see spots in my vision almost immediately. Is it because of him or has it just been too long for me? I have a feeling it’s just him.

My nipples throb with how hard and needy they are. As if they call to him, one of his hands glides up my body and tweaks one nipple and then the other before he covers one with his hand and squeezes like he’s checking produce in the grocery store.

Okay, maybe not the sexiest example, but that’s what it feels like. I hope I’m the right ripeness for him.

When he sucks my clit into his mouth, I almost shoot off the bed as pleasure fills my entire body and my breathing becomes choppy. The humming sound he makes before firming his tongue and using it to fuck my pussy is one of delicious contentment and has me even closer to bliss.

I release one hand from the bed and grip his hair, even though he keeps it fairly short, there’s just enough for me to grab ahold of. I grind my pussy down against his mouth and his eyes flare with heat, our gazes still locked since he told me to look at him.

I haven’t liked dominant men before, but there’s something about Hale which has me throwing out everything I thought I knew about myself, what I like, and what I want. I just hope I’m strong enough to walk away when this is over. The way he’s looking at me promises so much more, but I guard my heart against it.

“Starlight,” he growls against my pussy, and I feel myself get even wetter. “Come,” he demands before he scrapes his teeth against my clit.

The sensation pushes me right over and I come as I shout his name and my eyes slide closed. My lungs burn with the inability to take a full breath as my body tightens with how good it feels and every pulse of my orgasm. Hale twists my nipple and it only prolongs the sensation, making me ride the wave all the way to shore.

When I can finally wrench my eyes open, Hale is looking up my body with a sense of satisfaction in his eyes. He kisses and nips along the inside of my thighs before rumbling, “You closed your eyes.”

It’s a simple observation, but there’s so much fucking fire behind it that everything in me stills as the aftershocks of my orgasm light me up from the inside out. It’s so damn good and I have a feeling the night is just beginning.

CHAPTER 11

HALE

This woman, my woman, does something wicked to me I’ve never felt before. I’ve been attracted to women, but it was nothing like this. This is all consuming. This lights up every cell in my body and it refuses to be ignored.

She makes me want to lock her away so no one else can ever see her. I want to possess her, consume her, trap her and never let her go. It’s fucking with my head, but my cock is not at all confused about what we need to do now.

Not even a little bit.

Her sweet muskiness is on my tongue and seeping into my short beard. I’m already tempted to never shower again so I can keep her scent on me. Which is fucking mental, but I don’t care. Not now, not ever.

“You’re so damn beautiful when you come, Starlight,” my voice is rough, but her eyes light up with my words all the same. She blushes slightly and I can’t help but grin as I stand up slowly. “I love it when you blush, too.”

“Hale,” she breathes out, her eyes moving down to take in my body.

The way she looks at me makes me want to beat my chest and roar at the appreciation I see in her gaze. It makes me want to smile more, laugh louder and make love to her with sweetness and moonlight.

The problem is I know I won’t be able to do that. Not this time. The need I have for her is too great, it’s beating down on me and making my knees weak.

I reach for my belt, undoing the buckle and pulling it out of the loops in my dress pants slowly. She watches like I’m a fucking work of art and it makes my heart beat harder in my chest. When I flick open the fastening of my pants, I push them down over my hips and she licks her fucking lips.

As if I wasn’t already having a hard enough time controlling myself.

I let out a low growl of warning. “Careful, Celeste. I’m hanging on by a thread here with how badly I want you. Don’t wave a red flag in front of me.”

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