Rogue's Passion(29)

“Ah, yes, that’s it. Just a little farther.” His hand went to her breast and he rolled the peaked nipple between his finger and thumb. She felt a new surge of wetness. “Mmmm.” He’d felt it too.
He withdrew a few inches, then pushed in again. Withdrew and pushed in, each time sinking a little deeper. The man was persistent and the friction was incredible.
“There we go,” he said into her hair. God, his voice was so sexy. Without being able to see him, she felt him everywhere. He was consuming her. Pressure was building in every corner of her body, her release just a heartbeat away.
He adjusted her legs, grabbed her hips, and with one hard thrust, he pushed in all the way to the hilt. The pleasure and pain were almost too much as her inner muscles tightened around him.
“You okay, Liv?”
“Yes,” she managed to say.
Suddenly her blindfold was gone. She blinked a few times as her pupils adjusted to the dim light. A few thin braids were dangling in his gorgeous face, making him look more like the wild barbarian she imaged he was.
Using long, powerful strokes, he thrust into her, all of his earlier caution gone. He felt so. Damn. Good. She slid her hands over his butt, felt his muscles working beneath her palms, and dug her nails in deeper.
Her world began to spin. “Oh my God, Asher.”
Another orgasm came crashing through her, this one much stronger than the last…if that was even possible.
He moaned with deep satisfaction and continued those same fluid movements, driving her to the brink of insanity. She clung to him as her muscles spasmed around his steel length, the stars and moon colliding into an ocean of sparks behind her eyelids.
He sucked in a sharp breath and his shaft pulsed. He was coming, too. Throwing back his head, he cried out his release and they rode out their waves of pleasure together.
He lay on top of her for a while, neither saying a word as they spiraled back to reality. One of his braids stretched across her face but she had no energy left to move it away. Her arms and legs were boneless. She just lay there beneath him, breathing in his musky scent as her heart rate slowed and he gradually softened inside her.
“Are you for real, Liv? Or are you my wildest fantasy?” His voice was barely above a whisper as he rolled off her. “Because that was fucking incredible.”
Her whole body shivered involuntarily at his words. He was a skilled and practiced lover and had obviously been with a number of women, so for him to say that was surprising. She was no saint by any stretch of the imagination, but she’d never felt particularly skilled when it came to the bedroom. However, Asher made it sound as if she’d totally rocked his world. And that made her feel pretty damn awesome.
“I should be asking you that,” she replied.
A few minutes later, he cradled her in his arms and was soon fast asleep. Tears stung her eyes, so she was glad he couldn’t see them. Overwhelmed by the intensity of their lovemaking, she didn’t want him to think he had hurt her. It was just that she’d never been with anyone who knew all her secrets and still cherished her as if she were someone special.
 
    







 
    Dark and Deadly: Eight Bad Boys of Paranormal Romance by Jennifer Ashley, Alyssa Day, Felicity Heaton, Erin Kellison, Laurie London, Erin Quinn, Bonnie Vanak and Caris Roane
    
 


 
CHAPTER 8
Asher and Olivia got to the Animal Control offices almost an hour before they opened.
“Bloody hell,” he said, trying the door anyway but finding it locked. They could hear the dogs barking from outside. “What kind of a place opens at noon? They should’ve opened hours ago.”
“That’s okay,” she said. “We can wait.”
“I just want to get my damn dog back.” Asher paced back and forth, his boots stomping loudly on the concrete, the chain that hung from his belt loop to his pocket swaying with each step. “He’s been locked up long enough.”
“Yeah, I know.” She put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It sucks that he was in there all night.”
In a move she hadn’t been expecting, he yanked her close and buried his nose in her hair. “I’m glad you’re here with me.”
With her ear pressed to his chest, she could hear the steady thump thump of his heart as if it were her own. She liked that this incredibly powerful and sexy man found her presence comforting. “Me too.”
“God, you smell good.”
She lifted her chin and smiled up into his gray eyes. “It’s your soap and your shampoo, silly.”
“Yeah, it smells like you have me all over you.”
A shiver of delight raced through her. Before they got too carried away in public, she kissed him quickly and grabbed his hand. “Let’s see if we can spot him through a window.”