Free Demons Prefer Blondes by Sidney Ayers

own as he pulled her closer to his rock-hard chest. It felt so good.
    “What?” she asked, with a daring flick of her tongue along his neck. Sizzling heat raced through her, exploding in her toes. “This?” With more courage than she knew she possessed, she pulled his face to hers.
    It was now or never. She straddled his hips and ground her body against his. With a devilish grin, she lowered her lips to his, reveling in the warm breath dancing along her aching skin. Breathing in the scent of exotic spice and male sexiness, she moaned. Usually Lucy would be embarrassed about acting all hot and horny for someone she just met. Right now, she didn’t care.
    “Lucia…”
    “Lucy. Only my mother and her cronies call me Lucia, and I’ll be damned if I let any of them ruin the mood.” She brushed her lips against his, taking in the sizzles that erupted between them.
    Sucking in a deep breath, Rafe growled against her lips, the vibrations rippling through her entire body. “This is impossible,” he murmured, crushing her against him.
    Her nipples tightened against her bra and T-shirt as they brushed against the hardness of his chest. Running her hands up, under his tight T-shirt, she let the electricity crackle within. She threw her head back in pleasure as she felt her arousal. Then she felt his, straining against that tight leather. Thank goodness she wasn’t the only one who was turned on. With a wide smile, she traced her finger against the firmness of his lips. Perhaps she could soften them some. “Kiss me, Rafe. You know you want to.”
    “You know not what you do,” he whispered, lacing his fingers through her choppy hair. His breath teased her lips.
    “Enlighten me, then.” Her hands moved down his shoulders to splay against his back. “I need an instructor to teach me the ins and outs of becoming a sex demon.” And as far as she could tell, the bulge in his pants said he’d be a very willing one, too. With a small sigh, she pressed her overheated core against his erection.
    “Your need for sexual energy has clouded your judgment, Lucy. You’ll find no nourishment in lying with another demon.” Despite his stony words, he traced a long finger down her cheek.
    “I just want to kiss,” she whispered. But if he wanted to do more, she wouldn’t object. She turned her head and swirled her tongue around the tip of his finger. “Please?”
    Rafe groaned from deep inside his chest as he crushed her against him. She enveloped herself in the warmth of his steely chest and brought her lips to his. She wouldn’t be denied. With as much confidence as she could muster, she pressed her lips closer to his and traced her tongue along the crease. Red hot heat raced from her tongue through her entire body. What a rush!
    To her utter delight, Rafe returned the kiss. Rough, yet gentle, his tongue pushed its way against her lips and swept inside her mouth. Electricity crackled in the air and rippled through their bodies. Her mouth, in total acquiescence, parted, allowing him even further access. Then again, it didn’t need that much prodding. Despite being a demon, he tasted delicious, like exotic spices and peppermint. How odd. Not wanting to dwell on demon dental hygiene, she intensified the kiss.
    Her tongue snaked along his and instant friction sizzled inside their mouths. If touching the chest was the best thing ever, then this was the absolute best-est. It was like their mouths were made for each other, swirling in a delicious tango of tongues.
    Screw the tango. She wanted a full-out Lambada. Rafe obviously did too—he grew harder against her. Poor pants, if he got any bigger, they would certainly split. Try to explain that to a tailor!
    Taking Rafe’s lower lip into her mouth, she nibbled and sucked with more hunger than she knew she possessed. To her surprise, he wrapped his arms around her and eased her onto the futon. Yum! A take charge kind of guy. She wouldn’t complain.
    He moved from her lips down to