His Taste of Temptation: In the Line of Duty, Book 3
inhaled. “Mmmm, cherry,” he murmured, then dropped them onto the floor. He shifted, and it gave her a moment of pause when he sheathed himself, considering they’d had unprotected sex already and he knew she was on the pill. But she lost all train of thought when he turned his attention back to her. He climbed up her body and positioned his cock at her opening.
    “Tell me you want this.”
    “I want this,” she managed to get out, and then feeling a little naughty and a whole lot brazen, lifted her hips upward in a futile attempt to force him inside.
    “Jesus, don’t do that.”
    “Don’t do what?” she asked, feigning innocence.
    “You know what you’re doing and if you don’t stop, I won’t be able to go slow.”
    “Who says I want it slow?”
    He shook his head, and pitched his voice low. “You really are a bad girl, aren’t you?”
    She lifted her hips again, his words encouraging her wicked behavior.
    “Fuck, Madison.”
    “Exactly,” she said, and as she reveled in the light-hearted, sexy banter between them, it occurred to her how fun he was to be with, how much she enjoyed this new, easy intimacy.
    He angled his head and gave her a bad boy grin. “Okay. Let’s fuck, then.” He put all his body weight on top of her, gripped her legs to wrap them around his waist, and in one hard thrust, pushed all the way inside her.
    She ran her nails along his back and gasped as he completely filled her. “Oh, my God,” she cried out as she bit into his shoulder.
    He drove into her, one hand going to her breast to knead it while he buried his mouth in the hollow of her neck.
    He slammed hard, his muscles clenching and flexing as he took deep ragged breaths. She met each thrust, raising her hips to his. As their bodies came together she held him tight, reveling in the sensation. With his breath hot on her neck, she could feel him thicken inside her, knew he was so close to the edge.
    The nerve endings in her clit screamed for attention and, as if knowing exactly what she needed, he slipped a hand between their bodies. Her breath caught, and her body trembled, a powerful orgasm taking her by surprise.
    With her cream making her slicker and her muscles spasming around him, he pulled all the way out, took a sharp intake of breath, then drove back inside. His body stilled and he gripped her shoulders.
    “I’m going to come, baby,” he murmured, his voice husky with need. His eyes moved over her face and they exchanged a long, lingering look that nearly robbed her of her next breath. There was something so intimate, so profound in his expression, it seeped under her skin and touched her on a deeper level.
    As he gave himself over to his climax, he dipped his head, his mouth settling possessively over hers. His palm went to her face, and his kiss was so tender, so steeped in desire, it did the weirdest things to her insides. Her lids fluttered right along with her heart and, working to ignore the emotions sweeping through her, she concentrated on the ripples moving onward and upward through her body.
    His weight settled on top of her, and after a long moment he rolled to the side and discarded his condom. He dropped back down on the bed and put his arm around her to pull her close.
    She took a fortifying breath and snuggled against his chest, a quiet, comfortable silence falling over them.
    Once his breathing regulated and she was able to think with clarity again, she whispered, “Wow.”
    “Wow?” he asked, his tone playful as he looked at her. “That’s it? Wow?”
    “Okay, how about wow, that was amazing.”
    His expression was tender, hot and so damn adorable when he grinned at her, her heart tightened in her chest. “Aren’t you leaving something off the end of that sentence?”
    She shrugged even though she knew exactly what he was getting at. “Like what?”
    “Like, ‘Wow, that was amazing, Brad. You really are a sex god.’”
    Unable to help herself she chuckled. “Well, I’m not so sure

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