Page 279 of The Donovan Dynasty


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No man had ever done that, either.She accepted it with a soft, “Thank you.”

She dried off then moved to the vanity and took her hairbrush from the drawer she’d put it in when she’d arrived.

“May I?”He held out a hand.

“Seriously?”

He nodded.

“It’s not an easy task.”

“I’ll endure to the bitter end,” he promised.

“Start at the bottom,” she said.In the mirror, their gazes locked.She saw a smile teasing his face, making him look years younger, more accessible.

“Always good advice when it comes to you,” he said.

She gave him a ferocious frown.“I was talking about my hair.”

“I wasn’t.”

He used patience that surprised her, working his way up, easing each tangle, never pulling.

A full five minutes later, when he was done, he put down the brush and turned her to face him.

Heryeswas silent and covered by the sweetness of his kiss.

She felt his erection against her, insistent, as if they hadn’t fucked hard in the barn earlier this afternoon.But the need in her was real, too.No matter how much she got, she craved more.

He deepened the kiss, and she tasted mint, freshness.She lifted her heels off the ground and leaned into him, wrapping her arms around him.

When she was breathless, he ended the kiss, and she succumbed to impish temptation to pull the towel from around his waist then reached for his dick.

He captured her hand.

“But—”

“Remind me to have that bratting conversation with you,” he said, his jaw set with purposeful intent.

Cade put his palms on her shoulders and forced her to her knees.She knew what he wanted.All of a sudden, she did too, yearned to draw on the heat he’d stoked.

Hungrily, she reached for him.

He curled a hand around his cock.“Ask.”

“I’m sorry?”Leaning back on her calves, confused, she looked up at him.

“Ask permission before you suck me, unless I instruct you to do so.”He was looking down at her, his expression focused on her.

It was as if no one else existed for him.

“It’s better if you beg.”

Even though it seemed somewhat bizarre to her, she asked, “Please?”

He moved his cockhead over her cheek.When she turned to take him, he caught her chin and held her still.

Her breaths were ragged, her thoughts confused.“Please may I suck your cock?”she asked.The longer he denied her, the more consuming her need.