Shewantedhim.
What was wrong with her? This was the man who had sent his minions to hurt her brother because of the debts he owed, was he not?
“Stop thinking,” he said, his gaze seeming to reach inside her, searing her. “Stay here with me. Let me pleasure you, show you what you have been missing.”
He dropped a series of hot kisses on her breast, all the way to her collarbone. There was more to show her? Impossible.
But he proved just how possible it was as he dragged his lips and the coarseness of his whiskers along her throat. As his body insinuated itself fully between her thighs. The thick ridge of him was undeniable, pressing into her throbbing center. All the breath fled her as he took her lips in a kiss that was passionate and bold and claiming.
She tasted herself on his lips when she opened for him. Their tongues moved together. His fingers slipped between them, and when his callused forefinger slid over the sensitized bud between her legs, she moaned into his kiss, hips jerking. It seemed impossible she could feel more. He tortured her with slow, steady caresses, swirling, bringing her to the edge before withdrawing.
Then he kissed along her jaw, all the way to her ear, his lips nuzzling her as he spoke. “Not yet, angel. I want you to come when I am inside you next.”
His words should have shocked her. No one had ever spoken so coarsely in her presence. And yet, they made her want him more.
He nipped her earlobe. “You are so wet and ready for me.”
He took her mouth again in a passionate kiss, and then the absence of his fingers was replaced by something else. The thick length of him brushed her folds, the slick sound of their bodies moving together making more desire pool between her thighs. He worked himself up and down, then over her pulsing bud again and again. The things he was doing to her…
Sinful.
Wrong.
Wondrous.
Nothing could have prepared her for this. For him. Dominic Winter was unlike any man she had ever known. Unlike any she would ever know again. Adele clutched his powerful body to hers, kissing him back with all the reckless abandon in her soul.
* * *
Dom had to be inside her.
Now.
There was no time to rid himself of his breeches. Licking her had left him in a state of near madness. Saved him the trouble of fretting over his inking and scars. But he could not deny the desire to have her bare skin pressed to his.
Later, he promised himself as he teased her pearl with his cockhead. He would have her again this night. And again. He would make love to her slowly, savoring the sensation. If he had his way, she would stay where she was and he would spend the foreseeable future bedding her as often as possible.
But first, he had to be certain. It was not his way to bargain with a woman to get her beneath him. He did not think he misread her body’s signals—she was dripping and the breathy moans and undulations of her hips did not lie. Still, though he had been born a bastard and a criminal, he had a sense of honor when it came to his women.
He broke the kiss, staring down at her. “You want me, angel?”
Say yes.
Please, God.
She must have heard his silent prayer—or some other deity did—because her swollen lips parted. “Yes.”
Thank Christ.
He kissed her again as he dragged his cock along her slit, finding her entrance. No greater temptation existed than the promise of her cunny. His tongue slid past her lips as he slowly sank inside her. Tight heat bathed him.
Heaven right here in the East End.
She felt so good, wrapped around his aching cock, constricting on him with almost painful pleasure. He held himself still, then moved. There was a moment of resistance, almost as if her body was reluctant to accept his despite her readiness for him. He fed her more kisses and stroked her pearl until her hips were moving again, her body undulating beneath his, dragging him deeper inside her.
Nothing could stop him from basking in the divine sensation of her stretched around him, her pliant, lush curves supple beneath his body. If an entire army of Suttons had come rushing into his private apartments just then, he would not have stopped making love to this woman.
What power did she have over him?
