Incipient A Dark Paranormal Romance - Bianca Scardoni Page 0,106
my hips and then dragged me against his hardness, slow and deliberate, with only the thin fabric of my underwear safeguarding me.
“Something like that,” he said and then slid me back the opposite way, grinding my body against his.
Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against his and ripped a kiss from his lips as he continued to rock me back and forth, making me writhe with nothing more than the feel of him between my legs.
“Take this off,” I said, tugging against his shirt.
Reaching back for the collar of his shirt, he tugged it up and then off his head before throwing the shirt on the floor behind me. My hands splayed against his chest, reveling in the heat of his body under my fingertips, in the solidity of his chest as I racked my fingernails against his skin.
Kneading my hips, he pushed me down harder as he continued to grin my body against his, letting me feel every single generous inch of him beneath me. “Do you see what you do to me?”
My thighs clenched as warmth pooled low in my belly.
“You drive me crazy, Jemma,” he murmured huskily, his eyes glazed with desire as he watched me roll my hips against him. “I don’t know what to do with you.”
Smiling down at him, I said, “You’re doing good so far.”
“I’m serious,” he said as he reached down and grabbed my shirt before carefully peeling it off my body, drawing back only enough to allow the fabric to pass between us. “I want to protect you, and fuck you, and devour you all at once.”
My stomach rippled as I looked down at him and then paused for dramatic effect. “So, do it.”
Primal need flickered across his eyes as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my mouth to his like he was going to make good on his promise. And I so hoped he did. With fiery electricity racing over my skin, I weaved my fingers into his hair and tugged. It wasn’t enough. I needed to feel him against me, around me, and inside me.
As if hearing my needs, his hands dropped to my hips, clutching as he pushed me back enough to unzip himself. My heart skipped with anticipation as he reached between my legs and pulled my underwear to the side, lifting me up until I could comfortably sink down against him.
The sensation was almost too much, the inferno within me running so deeply that I was sure it would ignite me from the inside out. Burn me to ashes right to the ground. Trace dug his able hands into my hips and moved me, painstakingly slow at first and then a little faster as my body acclimated to having him inside me at this angle.
Leaning my chest against his, I continued to move my hips as I had done before, rolling them against him as he slipped his tongue between my lips. Nothing else existed in that moment but the two of us and the unquenchable need we had for each other. The never-ending pull of our bodies and souls.
I realized then that somewhere along the way, he had slowly and without my knowledge put me back together. Every touch of his hand had been healing. Every kiss from his lips had been patient. There was no pain in the pleasure he gave me. No darkness in the things he filled my heart with. He was the sun to my rainstorm; a promise of a better tomorrow and it only made me want for him more.
Desire flooded my veins as that familiar feeling coiled from low in my belly, snapping me back to the here and now. My skin hummed as I took in the Reaper watching me with those loving eyes of his, moving me against him like it was his mission, knowing my body like he had been born to please it.
“Come for me,” he whispered as he cupped the base of my head and pulled my mouth down to his.
And I did.
Over and over again until I could barely remember my name.
37. DANGEROUS WOMAN
The rain fell from the sky like plummeting hatchets as I met Tessa in the school parking lot the next day at lunch. Judging by the incensed look on her face when I’d climbed into her black Cadillac, the impromptu rendezvous wasn’t going to be a joyous one. She had a bone to pick and something told me it was going to be one of mine.