Texas Heroes_ Volume 1(175)

His fingers worked her zipper, then he slipped the halter strap over her head, sliding his hands down the open bodice and baring her breasts to his view.

Lacey had never felt more naked in her life, though she was only bare from the waist up. She lifted her hands to cover herself, but Dev grasped her wrists.

“No,” he said, his voice rough and low. Then he bent and took one nipple in his mouth.

Lacey cried out, arching backward, hoping Dev would catch her as ecstasy arrowed through every nerve.

He did, clasping her in his strong arms, holding her just loosely enough to give him access.

She squirmed in his lap, wanting to get closer, digging her fingers in his thick dark hair and squirming against him.

Dev chuckled and trailed a long, slow wet kiss across to her other breast.

When his tongue circled the curve, Lacey groaned. “I can’t stand it.”

He paused long enough to slant the devil’s own green eyes at her, smiling. “Yes, you can.” Then his eyes darkened and he covered her mouth with his own, kissing her as though she held the key to his survival.

He as though she weighed nothing, never breaking the hot, wet kiss that was melting her from the inside out. He removed her dress and laid her on the bed.

Then he knelt between her thighs, sliding her shoes off with his warm hands, cradling each foot as though it were precious, kneading them in a massage that rendered her boneless. “Oh…my….”

Dev grinned and slowly trailed his fingers up her calves. He bent and kissed the inside of one knee with a long, hot, wet slide of his tongue that continued up her thigh.

All languor fled. Lacey sucked in a breath against the sheer glory of it, squeezing her legs around his chest.

Then Dev lifted his head, his eyes almost black with longing. His warm hands banded her thighs, his thumbs stroking nearer and nearer as he gazed into her eyes with a sadness that made her want to cry.

“Forget before,” she whispered. “This is the only time that matters. This is our first.”

“Lacey…” He halted. “I should tell you—”

“Shh, not now— Whatever it is can wait.” She lay back. “Come to me, Dev. Make me yours. This is the night that was stolen from us.”

She slid her fingers beneath the lace of her panties, ready to remove them.

Eyes burning, Dev stopped her, imprisoning her fingers as he placed his mouth over the silk and blew hot breath over the most intimate part of her.

She gasped. Goosebumps danced over her body. He rose and those long, strong fingers took the panties with them. He removed two packets from his pocket and set them on the nightstand.

“Only two?”

He grinned. “I was trying not to make assumptions.”

“I have more.”

“Good. We’re gonna need them.”

Her heart thumped as they shared a smile. She watched as he stepped out of his shoes, removed his socks, then unfastened his slacks and slid them off. She bit her lower lip as she saw Dev’s body revealed to her for the first time.

“You’re beautiful,” she whispered. And he was, fiercely beautiful in the way of a warrior’s body. Dark hair curled on his chest, tapering down his flat belly and disappearing inside his briefs. His legs were long and well-made, his shoulders broad, his arms muscular. He made her toes curl with longing.

Dev slipped his thumbs inside the waistband of his briefs, and Lacey rose quickly. “Let me.” Was that her voice, so husky?

He was so hard, so ready. As if unwrapping the best Christmas present of her life, Lacey traced the length of him. He groaned, and she smiled up at him while she slid her fingers beneath the band where his eager body strained the elastic. He sucked in a breath when he realized what she was doing.

Swirling one slow lick over the head, Lacey savored the taste and the texture of him. She slid the briefs down further and took him in her mouth.

Dev’s fingers tightened in her hair. “Wait—Lacey, wait.” He tried to pull away, but she slid her tongue down the shaft.

“Let me have you,” he growled, pushing her away. “I have to have you, Lacey. Don’t do this.”

She lifted her head and smiled.

Dev growled and gently lifted her, kicking off his briefs and following her down to the bed, sealing her mouth in a kiss so scorching that she felt it to the soles of her feet.

Then he returned the favor, tormenting his way down her body, inch by inch.

“Dev…” She tried to bring him back up, but he wanted this to be as unforgettable for her as for him. The rest of his life had been a dress rehearsal for this moment, this chance to make love to her as he’d dreamed so often as a boy.

He taunted her, tantalized her with slow licks along the crease, darting near by never exactly where she clearly craved him to touch, carefully building the small flames until her pelvis rocked toward him in a plea he desperately wanted to answer. Until at last he slipped his tongue into her and threw kerosene on the fire until it blazed into the inferno that would consume them both.