Secret Seduction by Lori Wilde

lips around her thumb, down to her knuckle. She sucked him hard, all the way to the bottom of his shaft. She could feel him pulsating against her tongue and she imagined hot ejaculate coursing through his penis. The image thrilled her all the more.
    His thigh muscles tightened, his abdominal muscles turned to pure marble. He gripped her wrists tight when he let go. He cried her name hoarsely as she swallowed down his hot male come.
    Her feminine core was squeezing so tight she could hardly breathe. She shuddered with desire.
    With his sense of urgency spent, Tanner began to tongue her with amazing tenderness, making a slow glide from the sensitive spot behind her knee, around to her kneecap and up her inner thigh until she was rolling in ecstasy.
    He kissed lazy circles of heat around her navel and she was transfixed. Finally he edged to the spot where she wanted him to be, at the sweet V between her legs.
    When his full, wet lips locked onto her, she imagined she was a succulent summer peach, ripe for the taking.
    He sucked at every fold, lapped at her ridges and lifted her buttocks to deliver his meal. An electric flash of brilliant energy lit the inside of her head and all the air rushed from her lungs.
    Vanessa’s ears throbbed, obliterating all other sounds. She thrust herself against his mouth, gripped the sides of his head with her thighs, letting her juices flow.
    Tanner released his hold but wouldn’t remove his tongue from her twitching clit. His tongue danced with it, wriggling nimbly around and around until she moved from easy chacha to frenetic tango in no time.
    Her skin was incredibly sensitive, her body tingling and tender. She tried to push him away—it was simply too much pleasure—but he stayed put, pushing his tongue deep inside her, then out and down to the region beyond.
    This new sensation drove her crazy. He sucked and lapped and swirled in a fury, wetting her down with his saliva and her own juices. Then, when he sensed her second climax, he dived his index finger into her aching behind.
    Bull’s-eye.
    Her muscles flexed. She saw blinding flashes of light, heard the rushing sound of ocean waves in her head. Uncontrollable spasms rattled her body.
    She didn’t know where she was or who she was with. Who was she? Woman or creature?
    In delicious anguish, she cried out her delight.
    He rocked back on his heels, clasped her to his chest and held her tight, his hand threaded in her hair until her heart calmed.
    Then, when she had rested, he made love to her again, sinking his flesh into hers. He was her lover and he wanted her desperately and she wanted him right back with the same high-octane intensity.
    The entire time he made love to her, he stared deeply into her eyes as if he was lost in her gaze and could not find his way out. They were locked.
    Mated.
    Both trembling and clinging to each other.
    His cock filled her up, pushing deep inside of her until he could go no farther, then he pulled back. In and out, he moved in a smooth rhythm that rocked her soul. He rode her, she rode him until they both came in a searing white blinding light.

    6
    SOMETHING WAS HAPPENING to Tanner, something he’d never experienced. He didn’t know if he welcomed or feared the feelings stirring deep inside him. What he did know was this thing between him and Vanessa transcended the boundaries of sexual attraction, but he wasn’t ready for these emotions. He was still raw from his relationship with Maria, yet dammit, part of him wanted to try.
    You can’t. Not as long as you have to lie to her.
    Thing of it was, she really needed him. Vanessa was wound so tight she’d practically attacked him with a scalpel because she thought her safety was in jeopardy. It was almost as if she suffered post-traumatic stress disorder. What had happened to her and why did she view him as the enemy?
    That she saw him as a threat bothered him.
    A lot.
    Propped up with his back against the kitchen island, Tanner held her in his