over his broad, firm chest and defined abs. Muscular but not massive. So very biteable.
Hell, even his nipples were perfect. Small and round and hard.
She brushed her fingers over those tiny nubs and heard him suck in a quick breath. And when she leaned forward and flicked her tongue over them, she wanted to pump her fists in triumph as he shoved his fingers in her hair and held her there.
“So pretty.” She ran her tongue around the nipple then blew on it, leaning back to watch it harden even more.
“Hell, Tally. You can call me whatever you damn well please. Just keep using your mouth on me.”
So she did, running her tongue around the areola and feeling his shoulders tense beneath her hands. His chest rose and fell at an ever-increasing rate, which her own body matched with every breath.
When she put her lips around his nipple and sucked on him, he groaned.
God, yes. She loved that sound. Loved the feeling that she could bring this strong man under her control.
Kissing her way up his chest to his jaw, she used her teeth to nip at his stubble-laden chin then rubbed her cheek against it, loving the feeling. Wanting to feel it on other parts of her body . . .
Dane gripped her hips, grinding his cock against her for a few seconds before releasing her and grabbing her shirt.
“Lift.”
She knew what he wanted and she pulled away just slightly, but she didn’t give in right away and lift her arms. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and let her lips curl in a slight grin.
He returned the look with one she totally understood. He was going to make her pay. In the best possible way.
Finally, after several long seconds, she raised her arms to allow him to pull her shirt over her head. The tight cotton material clung as he worked it up her body, but Dane obviously had more than enough experience at this.
When he finally had it over her head, he dropped it on the couch behind him, never looking away from her now mostly nude upper body.
Only the barely there cream lace bra, one of Kate’s creations, made any kind of attempt at modesty. And it was a pretty weak one at that.
The see-through lace left nothing to the imagination. Her hard nipples poked against the delicate fabric, already strained with the weight of her breasts.
Kate’s lingerie never failed to amaze her. It looked so delicate, like it couldn’t possibly hold up, giving even Talia’s average-sized breasts the illusion of weight and substance.
And apparently Dane found them to his liking because his hands immediately cupped her, molding her breasts into his palms and squeezing. Not hard enough to hurt. No, just hard enough to make her moan with pleasure.
“I’m going to kiss every inch of you, starting with your breasts. Then I’m going to work my way down your body until I’ve got my mouth between your legs. Then I’m going to make you scream.”
She tried to bite back a moan but wasn’t entirely successful as he pinched her already overstimulated nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
“But first, I want you to take off the rest of your clothes for me.”
If any other man had said that same thing with that same tone of command in his voice, Talia would’ve been thrown out of the mood.
She had no desire to think about why she wasn’t now. She only wanted to give him what he wanted so he’d continue to please her.
But she had enough self-preservation remaining to respond with “You, too.”
His mouth, which he was using to suck at the juncture of her neck and shoulders, curved into a grin she felt against her skin. Then he tweaked her nipples, hard enough to make her gasp.
God, this man had the power to bring her to her knees. And that was dangerous.
“Whatever you want.”
She didn’t get her wish immediately, however. He bent to put his mouth on the swell of her breasts, kissing one and biting the other. When he released her, her knees actually felt weak.
Her hands fell to the button on her jeans but she stilled as he