by Cassie Cole
I kissed him again.
I had to stand on my tip-toes to do it, pressing my lips against his lips and my chest against his chest. His hands wrapped around me instinctively, one clutching my neck and the other sliding to my lower back. I fit perfectly in his arms, our two bodies molding together seamlessly while I tasted the echo of beer on his lips and fireworks went off in my gut and between my legs. It was the kind of kiss that said everything that needed to be said and left no room for doubt.
He looked at me with those sparkling eyes. “Jules…”
“Donatello.”
A decision passed across his eyes. Maybe he was tentative about this too and needed the final push. He shoved his hand back in his pocket and came out with another key. “This is our room.”
And then he opened the door beside the first one and went inside. Were both of them his?
Before I could ask, Donovan picked me up like I weighed nothing and carried me the short distance to the hotel bed. His fingers unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, fingers curling over the fabric like he was about to pull them off. He looked up at me with hunger in his eyes. Pausing to make sure this was okay.
I bit my lip.
Down the pants went, revealing my skin to the cool air. My panties were wet against my sex, something that would normally embarrass me with a guy for the first time but didn’t bother me now. Donovan’s enormous hands slid up my legs again, leaving goosebumps in their wake as he reached my waist. His face kissed along my inner thigh and his hands moved to my breasts, gentle despite his size. I shivered as his mouth neared my panty line, waiting to see what he would do.
Without warning he grabbed my hips and flipped me like a pancake, ass in the air. In one smooth motion my panties were off and he planted a wet kiss onto my left cheek, then my right. Then he kissed my lower back and licked up my spine, something no guy had ever done to me before. It was sensual; it was electric. His tongue maneuvered along the ridges of my spine as he covered my body with his.
The steel rod of his hard-on pressed against my ass as he nuzzled my ear and neck.
“I want you,” he said into my ear. “I want you so bad I can’t think.”
I reached underneath me to find his hard bulge. “Not as much as I’ve wanted you.”
He growled like an animal and kicked off his pants.
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Cassie Cole is a Reverse Harem Romance writer living in Norfolk, Virginia. A polygamist/polyamorist at heart, she thinks Romance is best when served in threes, fours, and fives!
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Books by Cassie Cole
Broken In
Drilled
Five Alarm Christmas
All In
Triple Team
Shared by her Bodyguards
