One Lucky Deal by Kelli Evans Page B

and her lips parted under the pressure of his. Sweet Jesus —when his tongue touched hers she could have cried with satisfaction. It was like she’d been waiting for this for such a long time.
    She couldn’t believe this was happening. She was in his arms. His . Tad’s . It was Tad’s mouth. It was Tad’s kiss.
    She held on tighter. His lips were unrelenting. She was glad. He pulled away just to look at her face. She didn’t want him to stop. His lips were swollen and red. Her heart thudded hard when his stormy gaze slid down to her lips before lifting and searching her eyes, looking for something specific in them. He must have found it because his lips were back on hers just as quickly as he’d pulled them away.
    He propelled her back against the wall that separated the kitchen from the entryway. His mouth trailed down her jaw to her neck, and she bit her lip to hold back the embarrassing squeak of pleasure that was threatening to come free.
    “I’ve wanted this,” Tad admitted. It was those words that were exactly what stole Candace’s breath away.
    She wanted to tell him how badly she wanted this too, but his hand came up from her hip to her breast and his thumb unerringly found her hard nipple, and she couldn’t think, let alone speak.
    “God, Candy.” His mouth dipped lower to her shoulder where he had moved her straps aside to slink over her arms. “Stop me here.”
    “No!” Candace’s breathing was ragged and so was her speech. She clutched his head and held him to her as he rained hot, openmouthed kisses and nips across her collarbone. “Don’t stop.”
    “Thank God,” he whispered when her dress fell away from her breasts and would have dropped to the floor completely if Tad’s knee wasn’t strategically placed between her thighs.
    He grabbed her black strapless bra in both of his hands, and Candace finally let that moan out she’d been fighting back. He tugged the cups down until her breasts spilled free. Tad swore and let out a half laugh, half grunt before he tipped his head and laved her with his tongue.
    “Tad…” Candace panted. She lost her legs, giving her whole weight over to the wall at her back and Tad’s knee between her thighs. “Don’t stop,” she begged.
    “I swear to God, Candy…” Tad groaned around her nipple as he kissed across her chest to her other one. “I’m not going to stop until you’re shaking.”
    She was already damn close.
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    He moved his thigh away and let her dress pool at her ankles. He sucked in a tight breath as he stared down at her. She was different. So different. He reached behind her and with one quick pinch her bra fell away. He kissed down past her breasts to her stomach.
    “Till you scream,” he promised as his tongue dipped into her belly button. She sucked in a sharp breath and her knees wobbled.
    He kissed along her panty line and watched the little shivers of pleasure rising up across her stomach. He held her legs because they were shaking already and no other single thing had ever made him so aroused than seeing what he was doing to her right now.
    He pulled her panties down her legs and groaned when she was bared to him. She looked good, smelled good, and he could see how wet she was. He kissed up her thigh as he tucked her leg over his shoulder. “Until you’re begging me to stop,” he whispered against her flesh.
    Her hips came forward and he rubbed a hand over her slickened flesh. She whimpered and slumped against the wall. The view up at her was unbeatable. When he slid a finger inside her he bit her leg because they’d barely begun and she was wetter already than anyone he’d been with in a long time.
    “Begging me to stop because you can’t take anymore…”
    “I can take anything you’re dishing out. Now shut up and—” Her words were cut off when Tad slid his lips over her mound and found her center with his tongue. “Jesus Christ.” Candace moaned and clutched at his hair. “Tad.” Her legs were