Shade got back between her legs and palmed her breasts. With just a little attention, her nipples stiffened, and he dipped his head, taking one into his mouth. Tess started to strain and twist, gripping his shoulders and moving her hips. She tasted fresh and sweet. He knew where she would taste even better, and just the idea of it made his cock strain hard against his pants.
He whipped off his shirt and then leaned over her again, skin on skin, his mouth on hers. She wasn’t cold anymore; she was burning up. Tess sank her fingers into his back and kissed him with an intensity he’d never felt from anyone. She was like a drug. He’d never been addicted to anything before, but he was afraid he was falling down that rabbit hole right now, and he couldn’t imagine how he’d ever get back out.
Shade finally lifted his head—but only because he was desperate to have his mouth on the rest of her.
He snagged her gaze with his. “Unless you tell me not to, I’m about to lick you between your gorgeous long legs until you scream and kick.”
Tess inhaled sharply. Her eyes widened, glittering with anticipation, and her eager nod was theyeshe needed to do exactly what he’d said.
Chapter 19
I couldn’t believe this wasreally happening. It was exactly what I wanted, and Shade made me so desperate and hot that I could barely contain the shouts and moans I already needed to let out.
I gave him the go-ahead, and with two quick zips, he had my boots off. Kneeling, he brought my legs over his shoulders, so they draped down his back. Two big, strong hands gripped my hips and slid me to the edge of the table and right to his mouth.
His tongue dove straight into me, giving me a hint of penetration before coming back out and moving over me in strong licks.
“Oh my…Shade!” I gasped out. My legs twitched. One of my hands hit the wall beside me, pressing hard against it. I gripped the table behind my head with the other, grounding myself as I lifted my hips. This was incredible. New for me. Gabe had never done this.
Shade growled something between my legs. I had no idea what, but it made me forget all about my past and anyone in it. He was both methodical and uninhibited. Making noises. Exploring. Gripping my hips, flicking his tongue. Finding out what made me thump his back with my feet or turn my head into my raised arm with an openmouthed gasp.
I never wanted him to stop. I also wanted to reach that peak I was climbing fast. Too fast. I wanted this to last.
He slid a finger inside me. I whimpered, almost in tears. It was too much. So good.More.
“Shade!” I banged the wall with my hand to get his attention, and his head came up.
I knew I’d like everything that came after this, too, but right now was my turn to feel amazing. “I don’t want this part to be over so fast.”
His lips tilted up, and a warm puff of breath raced over my sensitive skin. Slowly, he slid a second finger inside me, and I felt the slight stretch.
“Baby, if there’s some fucked-up law that says you can’t come more than once, then I’m not following it.”
He went back to work, and I think my eyes actually rolled back in my head. The crest did come fast, hot and explosive, shattering me like a star at its death. There was definitely that scream he’d been talking about.
I went limp on the table, naked and out of breath. Little tremors still pulsed through me, making my body clench in places that wanted more.
“Fuck the Powers,” Shade said as he stripped off the rest of his clothes. “You’re my new goddess.”
I laughed. I didn’t care if he was blasphemous.
His eyebrows rose. “You think I’m kidding? Tess of the Table. I’m going to worship you all night.”
He scooped me up before I got a good look at his body and then strode toward his bedroom.
When he set me down on his bed, his fingers slid over the scars on my back. There weren’t many, and they weren’t that raised, but he still felt them and looked.
His countenance darkened. Even in the whole galaxy, there weren’t that many places where a person got whip scars, and I was pretty sure Shade knew that.
He didn’t ask about them, and I let out the breath I’d started holding. He usually pushed when he saw something he didn’t like. Tonight, though, I thought he had other things on his mind.
So did I. I got up on my knees and ran my hands all over him, loving the feel of his warm skin. He was strong and beautifully built, sculpted and muscled without being bulky or thick. There was a light dusting of dark hair on his chest, and I speared my fingers through it before running them up and over his shoulders and then down his arms to his hands. He was the most gorgeous thing I’d ever touched.
Shade let me explore him without trying to hurry me along. I loved that about him.
I had a sudden, burning desire to find out what his thighs felt like, so I did. Short, springy hair. Hot skin and solid muscle. My gaze dropped to his erection, my hand hovering near it.
“Can I?” I asked.
