Free To Claim a Wilde (Wilde In Wyoming Book 6) by Kimberly Kaye Terry Page B

flames.
    He gave her no time to think, only to feel. And God, how good he made her feel.
    In the recesses of her mind, she knew they had to stop at some point, knew that although she was on birth control, they had no condom available. At least she didn’t.
    But they’d cross that bridge when they came to it. Now she simply wanted to feel.
    And she planned on feeling as much of him as she could.
    Her hands had been as busy as his; divesting him of as much clothing as she could, she’d tunneled under his shirt, undoing his buttons as he had done for her. Not with nearly as much finesse and ease as he had performing the task, but with as much enthusiasm.
    As she stared down at him, as he knelt larger than life between her thighs, she knew what he was asking her, knew what he wanted to do to her.
    His bared chest was thick and ripped with sinewy muscles. Not over the top, but perfectly sculpted pieces of perfection. She hadn’t gotten to touch him long enough, and now her fingers ached to run over his chest, to follow the light, furred path that ran down the center, past his rock-hard abdominal muscles and into the sharp V that ended at the top of his jeans.
    Jeans she wanted off, to once again feel the perfection of his cock slide deep inside her body.
    Even as the thought ran into her mind, she knew she was nearly crazed with want and need for him.
    The need she’d had for this man knew no boundaries. Right or wrong, she wanted whatever he would give her.
    She bobbed her head up and down, giving him permission to do whatever
he
wanted to do.
    At her silent assent, the look he gave her should have scared the hell out of her.
    It didn’t.
    Instead it turned her on to the point she thought she’d embarrass herself and orgasm before he touched her again.
    “Good,” he roughly bit out.
    He leaned down and she held her breath.
    He didn’t go to the heat of her right away.
    Instead his tongue licked the crease where leg and vulva met, the sensitive spot that no man had ever figured out did it for her. But he had long ago. And remembered.
    Despite her trepidation, Naomi’s body arched against him and a cry of longing strangled her throat; she could feel her pulse beat and stammer a staccato rhythm against his mouth where he’d sucked at the most intimate pulse point on the human body.
    As her heart pounded out its crazy disjointed beat within her body, her throat seemed to close in on her. She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply.
    Gradually, she calmed and her legs relaxed as he licked around her, sucking and playing with her.
    A short sigh of need tumbled from her partially opened lips.
    He continued to lick her, playfully, not quite touching her labia, his tongue skirting around the heat of her...lulling her into a sense of calm.
    Her eyes had just fluttered closed the moment his lips made the connection to her flesh, his thick fingers parting her as his tongue stabbed deeply into her body.
    Eyes now wide and open she moaned, jumping, arching her back away from the chair; she came to a semisitting position and stared down at the blond-haired man between her legs.
    The sight of that alone increased the pulsing tension he was creating inside her.
    He licked, sucked and tugged on her clit, his tongue sliding in and out of her heat until she felt dizzy with pleasure.
    With a helpless little moan, she gave in, her hands grasping his head as he made love to her in the most intimate way.
    “Canton... I can’t, I mean, you shouldn’t...” The protest was breathy and not all that convincing-sounding.
    But something in her, something deeply feminine, suddenly grew afraid at how he had made her feel so quickly.
    After long moments of lavish strokes from his tongue, he lifted his head and met her gaze.
    “You want me to stop?” he asked, his voice low.
    A knowing smile lifting the corners of his mouth, his deep voice husky, passion-filled and so erotic-sounding, it did almost as much to her as what his mouth had been doing moments