To Tempt a Wilde by Kimberly Kaye Terry

again, long and hard, bumping softly against the roof of his mouth.
    She arched herself fully into his mouth, called his name softly in erotic entreaty. Nate growled against her plump breast, pulling her pliant body so tight againsthis he felt every soft curve of her body.
    As his mouth caressed his breasts, he picked her up, cradled her in his arms and walked toward the fireplace, their mouths still linked.
    Once there, he placed her down on the plush brown rug, and after giving her one final kiss, one last caress, he reluctantly broke away and rose, kicked off his boots and socks, keeping his attention on hers the entiretime.
    â€œWha…what are you going to do to me?”
    At her words he paused with his hand on the front snap of his jeans.
    â€œI’m going to do whatever you want me to do.”
    He slowly unsnapped his jeans.
    â€œI’m going to taste and caress every inch of your body.”
    He drew the zipper down and began to peel his jeans down his legs.
    â€œI’m going to lavish…worship—” He kneeled down, placed a kiss on her mouth,“Every delicious—” he rained kisses down her chin, her throat “—part of you,” he finished huskily, and drew her turgid nipple deeply into his mouth, then slowly released it.
    His gaze sought hers. “If you let me.”
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    â€œIf you let me…”
    Althea’s eyes fluttered closed, a moan of acceptance tumbling from her mouth.
    At the current state she was in, Althea doubted there was anything she wouldn’tallow him to do to her.
    She drew in a deep, shaky breath as she lay on the rug, watching Nate as he removed his clothes, slowly unveiling his body to her, first casting his shirt over his head and with careless disregard, tossing it on the floor, revealing his thick, hard chest to her hungry gaze.
    She ran her eyes up the length of him, starting at his feet, past thick thighs that bulged withmuscles, her heart stammering against her chest when her gaze lit on his shaft.
    His thumbs hooked into his shorts and his shaft sprang free. Thick, hard, erect, it lay against the tightly packed muscles of his abdomen, the mushroom cap hitting him well above his navel.
    Swallowing past the constriction in her throat, her eyes traveled over his rock-hard chest to the small nipples that were ashade darker than his dark caramel skin, until she met his eyes.
    His body was a work of art, the picture of raw, masculine perfection.
    When her eyes met his, the look in them, an indescribable mix of lust and need, caused an answering need in her to rise, forcing her to clench her legs together as she felt her own essence trickle down and pool into her panties.
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    Nate’s nostrils flared, hisshaft growing harder when he saw her reaction to him, the way her slumberous eyes unashamedly gazed at every part of him, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths.
    She in turn made his blood boil, the picture of puresensuality as she lay on the rug, half-clothed, her hair a messy tumble around her shoulders.
    Her nipples, dark, were silhouetted against her T-shirt, the fat nipples protruding,pushing against the thin fabric.
    His eyes dropped to her jeans. The top buttons were unfastened and the scrap of pink lace of her panties hid that part of her he desperately needed to get at now.
    Keeping his gaze on hers, his hand snaked down and grasped his shaft, rock-hard and ready. Joining her on the thick rug, he covered her mouth with his.
    Tugging and pulling at the upper rim, he suckedher lip deep inside his mouth, running his tongue over the erotic little puffy flesh in the center until he felt it tighten.
    He released her mouth, his breathing harsh. She moaned, a helpless sound of distress at the disconnect.
    Placing his forehead against hers, he fought to control his body, whispering, hoarsely. “Before we go any further, I have to make sure this is what you want, Althea.If we don’t stop now, I don’t