A Lover's Wish by Kadian Tracey

drank from them. Kianna released a sigh she had been holding and allowed her arms to circle his waist. But the kiss didn’t last. His mouth was then against her neck, sucking, licking, biting. She whispered his name as his mouth trailed over her pulse and up to kiss and suck at her chin.
    “Dao,” she managed while licking her lips. The wet heat of his mouth was driving her absolutely insane. She was whimpering, shaking in his arms as though he had suddenly dipped her in hot water, then in cold. She fought against him, to be closer to him. She pulled at his jeans, clawed at his back and groaned when his teeth nipped against

    the tender spot below her ear. Her knees buckled, but his strong arms held her up. Spinning, he pressed her against the rail while he continued his meal of her skin

    Dao loved the feel of her skin against his tongue and he made a note to make it a habit to taste, lick at her often. He sucked at her neck, earlobe and chin. He nipped at her shoulder blade, pushing her robe out of the way. He took great pleasure in it when it pooled at their feet to reveal a beautiful red tank top with a pair of jeans shorts.
    He fought to move slowly and soon he was kissing at the swells of her breasts that had drawn his attention. Holding against the small of her back, he used his teeth to pull one tank top strap from her shoulder. She was whispering something to him in English, then Cantonese, but he was too far gone to know what it was. But even then, those words built his desire, haunted his senses and tore at his soul.
    With the strap off, one of her beautiful breasts sprang into view and Dao growled in utter satisfaction when his mouth engulfed the ebony orb. There was nothing more beautiful than a woman’s breast, but with Kianna, he had never had the pleasure of tasting any like hers. He took

    his time, savoured every feel of her body as it writhed beneath him. Dao had patience, licking her, making her whimper and scream his name to the Chinese evening. Moving his mouth across, stopping to drop a kiss between her breasts, he bared the next one to his eyes and took the nipple between his lips. Squeezing down just barely enough to cause a bit of pain, he then sucked it away.
    “Yes,” she groaned out. Her fingers found his long hair and they tightened.
    When Dao released the breast, he slumped downward, pulling down the tank top as he went, kissing her stomach, tasting her belly button and having her cry out. When the shirt pooled to the ground, Dao set to work against her shorts. He undid the button and kissed at her stomach again. Unzipping, he pulled the shorts down, then reached for her thong. When she was fully naked before his eyes, Dao did not feel worthy. “I have to ask you something.” Dao looked up into her pleasure dazed eyes.
    “Anything…”
    “Are you a virgin, Kiki?” She went silent.
    Dao thought she wouldn’t answer. Her eyes were hollow, dark and unreadable. That scared him. He moved to stand up again, but she moved.

    She pulled away, stepped away from her clothes. “Yes.” She darted into the hotel room.

Chapter Eight

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    er body had opened up to him and Kianna loved every moment of it. His mouth roaming over her skin, his fingers grazing her skin was enough to make her cry to the night around them. But knowing that he knew that she had never been touched by a man before, he would want out and she couldn’t say she blamed him. What kind of man wants to have sex with someone who had no idea what she was doing in bed? Frustrated, she slipped into another robe that came with the room and tied the beautiful material carefully around her body. Scooting into her bed, she brought her
    knees up to her chin and pressed her eyes shut. “Kianna.”
    Dao’s voice grated against her pride and her bed sank down slightly to show he was sitting against the edge. He touched her arm slightly and she jerked away.
    “Kiki, being a virgin is nothing to be ashamed of,” Dao