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hips rose up to meet his in a silent, tormenting dance, sending ripples of clawing pleasure snaking around his vitals.
    Haley felt as if she were melting like chocolate.The tantalizing scent of raspberries teased her senses. Dylan’s essence overwhelmed her reason, took her breath. His dark hair gleamed in the glow of the fire, long, thick eyelashes hiding his dark green eyes. Dylan was all hot, hard male above her, his sultry expression a mask of seductive need. She offered herself totally, opened herself, wound her legs around his hips.
    He pulsated with life and hot desire. Drawing closer, his hand curled around the softness of her breast. Lowering his head, he very gently flicked his tongue over her hardened nipple.
    Heat, scorching heat, like an out-of-control wildfire scalded every pulsating inch of her body. Her nipples throbbed, enticing her to arch her back and thrust more of her into his mouth.
    Dylan moaned deep and long as he took her hungrily like a starved man. A jolt of pleasure raced along her nerve endings with that soft, hoarse moan. He took as much of her as he could fit into his mouth, the hard bud of her nipple feeling erotic beneath the moist warmth of his mouth.
    He left her breasts and trailed his kisses across her belly. Finally letting go of her wrists, he unzipped her jeans. After he peeled her jeans and underclothes off her, he kissed his way up the inside of one leg, nipping, licking, lingering in the tender curve of her knee, then in the even more sensitive crease where thigh met hip.
    Haley rose up, intending to pull him back to her, but he resisted. Gently he pushed on her shoulders,making her lie flat again. Then he reached for the warmed raspberry sauce that sat on the lip of the fireplace.
    He dipped her fingers in the sauce and put each one in his mouth, sucking gently. His gaze, hot and magnetic, caught on hers, his green eyes glittering.
    He dipped his own finger in the sauce and smeared the warmed liquid raspberries on the tips of her breasts with a swirling, intoxicating movement. Haley arched her back at the hot feel of the juice, crying out when Dylan’s sensual mouth joined with the raspberry liquid as he sucked powerfully on her breasts.
    His hands slipped down to her hips. He picked up the container again and poured the warmed liquid over her belly. The sauce pooled there, and he lapped it off her skin.
    He held her captive with his hands on her hips, his breath blowing, warm and teasing, across her groin as he spoke, “Sweet. Haley, you are so sweet.”
    When his mouth moved lower, Haley shifted restlessly. He parted her and kissed her on her most sensitive flesh again and again. They were light, teasing kisses that stole her breath. Sliding his hands beneath her buttocks, he lifted her. With a growl deep in his throat, he settled his mouth fully against her, drinking deep of the sweet, warm honey of her woman’s body, exploring her, caressing her, arousing her with languorous strokes of his tongue.
    Crying out, Haley thrashed with mind-bending pleasure. In her meager experience, this was a forbidden pleasure, one she had allowed no other man. Dylan was taking the liberty, as if he had every right to her body’s most intimate secrets. The idea thrilled her in a way she knew it shouldn’t have, which only added to the excitement. She tangled her fingers in the black silk of his hair. Her hips arched and bucked, twisting for the best angle and optimum contact with his mouth.
    Haley arched up like a strung bow, reaching for the terrifying freedom from the bounds she had been living within. The desire built and swirled with vibrant heat inside her, with fiery coils of sensation. The sensations drew to a sharp, excruciating point that sent waves of pleasure exploding through her as he pushed her over the edge.
    Her inner muscles still pulsed with little tremors as he began to slide his hot, tight-muscled body up over hers. She put her hands on his chest,