Prologue Excerpt
His hands traveled over every inch of my body, igniting skin, and his soft lips planted kisses on my hair, on my eyelids, on my nose, on my mouth, underneath my jaw, behind my ears, and down and down he went, his lips creating a moist trail across my body. There’s a hunger to his touch, a ferocity to his kisses like he’s desperate to claim me.
Every touch, every kiss, every bite is an act in the private symphony that he’s directing. His hands maneuver me expertly, deftly, prompting me to follow. Every stroke of skin, every light brush of his lips is a deliberate attempt to unravel me. And it’s working.
In one fluid motion, he tugs his shirt over his head, revealing rock-hard abs, a ripped chest, and perfectly sculpted, yet surprisingly tender, arms. His muscles ripple as he moves, like waves undulating under his perfect skin.
I let my hands travel across his neck, his chest, his stomach, his arms, and his back. I dig my fingers into his back, feeling more turned on by how hard the muscles plating his back are. I push my fingers into his hair, enjoying how soft it feels under the pressure of my finger pads. How can one man be so beautiful? I wonder to myself, but I know the answer to the question. It’s because he’s Alan Dirkman.
I lean into him, reducing the inches between our naked skin, savoring the feel of his sweat-slicked body against mine, his scent, and his warm breath on my neck. In the dark, his eyes blaze like pinpricks of blue light, and I feel myself falling into them, eyes that seem deeper than any well, any pool, any ocean.
He plants kisses under my chin, on my throat, and slowly, torturously, begins to make his way down between my breasts, my navel, the hair between my legs ... Ooooh.
He flicks his tongue over my lips and a shudder ripples through me. His expert tongue explores me, kissing, licking, biting, nibbling, each motion a glorious slice of heaven. I arch my back, raising my hips to meet his tongue, his fucking glorious tongue. I feel his grin against my vulva, and it’s the thing that undoes me. I feel myself unraveling, seismic waves of pleasure rippling through me all at once, a sensation I never want to end.
It’s his name that escapes my lips as I cum around his mouth, a silent prayer, a dark secret. Goosebumps erupt all over my skin, and a brief nothingness blossoms in my mind as my entire essence seems to stretch in every direction.
After an eternity, I come back into my body. And in the dark, I see that he’s grinning. I must look like a mess for him to find this funny. Soundlessly, he pulls himself over me, and he kisses me, forcing me to taste my delicious wetness…
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