as he drew her zipper down. Emma abandoned his lips long enough for him to yank her dress over her head and toss it on the floor. Then she kissed him again, loving his taste, the fervent exploration of his hands.
His thumbs skimmed the lace that covered her breasts. Fire shot through her as he teased the hard tips.
“Cliff,” she breathed. “I want you.” She fisted his shirt, dragged the hem up out of his pants, and drew it over his head.
He was so damn hot. Broad shoulders. Bulging biceps. A muscled chest that bore dark hair that tempted her. She loved hairy chests. Curling her fingers in it, she gave it a tug.
His eyes flashed bright amber. He unfastened her bra with deft fingers and flung it aside. Then, bending her back over his arm, he closed his lips around the stiff, sensitive peak of one breast.
Emma moaned. Arching against him, she gripped his hair. Every touch and brush of his lips set her on fire. She had never in her life wanted a man more.
Slipping a hand between them, Cliff tore her panties off. “I’ll replace them,” he murmured before delivering a love bite to her breast.
She jerked against him. “I don’t care. Just take your pants off. I don’t want to come until you’re inside me, and I’m already close.”
He growled against her breast.
“Yes. More, Cliff. Please.”
He didn’t take the time to pull off his pants, clearly impatient to be inside her. Or maybe she just didn’t give him time to. As soon as he unfastened them and freed his erection, Emma curled her fingers around his long hard length and began to stroke him.
He hissed in a breath as she drew her thumb over and around the crown. “Emma,” he groaned.
Rising to her knees, she guided him to her slick entrance and sank down, taking him deep inside her, loving the way he stretched her.
His arms tightened around her as he groaned. “You feel so good,” he uttered, his voice hoarse with desire.
Then both began to move, urgency driving them, hands stroking, mouths tasting, the passion building and building until she cried out as ecstasy crashed through her. Her body clamped down around him, squeezing his hard length in rhythmic pulses that drew her name from his lips as he came hard.
Her heart battering her ribs, Emma sank against him. Little aftershocks of pleasure continued to ripple through her as she nuzzled his neck and felt his pulse race beneath his warm skin.
Cliff wrapped his arms around her and snuggled her close. He pressed a kiss to her hair before he rested his cheek atop her head.
She smiled. Cliff was a cuddler. She loved that about him. Or perhaps he was just starved for physical contact. He had been at the network for almost three years now and certainly hadn’t had any other girlfriends in that time.
Some of the glow from their lovemaking faded.
Three years. Melanie said most vampires would’ve succumbed to the madness by now.
“How are the voices?” she asked softly, needing to know despite her reluctance to spoil the mood.
“Gone.” Leaning back, he cupped her face in his big hands and smoothed his thumbs over her cheeks. His eyes still bore an amber glow as he smiled at her, then touched his lips to hers in a kiss so tender it made her heart melt. “You silence them, Emma.”
If only she could silence them permanently so he could be free.
She forced a smile. “Maybe they heard the birds and squirrels talking and are afraid I’m going to sing.”
He laughed. “Maybe so.”
Once their breathing calmed, they opted to shower together. Hot water sluiced down around them as steam turned the glass door opaque. As the two of them lathered each other up, Emma began to sing a playful tune.
Cliff grinned. “Wow. You weren’t kidding. You really can’t sing. I can’t even tell what song that is.”
Laughing, she punished him by singing louder until he silenced her with his lips, lifted her into his arms, and took her against the wall.
It was the first time she’d ever had shower sex. And she vowed it wouldn’t be the last.
Once dry, they stumbled into the bedroom and tumbled onto the bed where he took her again, swiftly driving her to a third, then fourth, climax. Emma was so exhausted afterward that she had to fight to keep from falling asleep when he rolled them to their sides and spooned up behind her.