Free Game For Love: Love Games (Kindle Worlds) by Mara Jacobs Page B

the last two buttons undone. She was so anxious she almost ripped the thing apart herself. Marlee expected him to put her arms down again to get the blouse off, but he didn’t. Instead, he placed one hand across her tummy and the other across her breastbone and kissed her neck.  
    Finally, to feel his touch on her skin. Ever since their kiss this morning, it seemed like she’d been waiting an eternity to feel that connection.  
    No. Not an eternity. The thought once again drove home to her that she’d only known this man a little more than a day. She chose not to think of that, but to concentrate on his kisses that were so warm and soft on her neck. He moved up and kissed her earlobe, gently sucking it into his mouth.
    “Nice neck.”  
    He returned his attentions to her neck, which was barely holding up her spinning head.
    “Thanks.”  
    She arched her back just a little. Just enough to give him better access to her neck and to also grind her behind into his erection. He let out a small groan and moved his hand up to cup one of her breasts, prompting Marlee to exhale a groan of her own.
    He cupped a breast fully. She was busty and spilled over his hands. Declan kneaded the breast, and his other hand, joining in the fun, cupped her other breast. Always such a sensitive place for her, they firmed and hardened at his touch. His fingers brushed over her front clasp and stilled, as if finding treasure. One sure flick of his fingers and he had her unsnapped. As if being set free after a long incarceration, her breasts willingly fell into his waiting grasp. She let out a sigh of pleasure, and relief to finally be touched like this by him.
    He took his hands away from her breasts for only a second. He put his thumb and index finger from each hand just inside her mouth. She gently sucked in his digits, making them wet. He took them away and returned them to her now bared breasts. Her breath quickened as his wet fingers sought out her already hard nipples. As he rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers, Marlee gasped and ground herself into him again. This time he was ready for her, and did some grinding of his own.
    “Nice tits.”  
    “Thanks.”
    He was squeezing the nipples now, pulling them out, mimicking a suckling motion with his hands. His mouth was still hot on her neck, sucking there. She knew he was probably leaving a mark. Part of her loved the thought of that. Of being branded by Declan.  
    His chest was molded to her back, as if he was trying to get as close to her as possible. Which was A-okay with her. Through the fog in her brain, she could hear his breathing become labored, which seemed to propel her own desire higher. She pushed back into him, and he began stroking himself against her backside.
      Marlee gasped. Declan moved his hand from her breast and down her stomach. Undoing the button and zipper of Marlee’s slacks, he guided his hand downward. He nudged aside her satin panties. She knew the silky material was wet with her arousal. He eased his fingers down to cover her.
    “Nice mound.”  
    He touched her coarse hair and then slipped his fingers inside her folds. God, she was so wet for him. And he seemed to be feeling the same intensity that was coursing through her body.  
    “Thanks.”  
    Marlee could barely get the lone word out. She knew she was close. The way Declan touched her…His fingers continued to circle her nub. Her hands, that had been only resting on the door, now braced her weight, and she used the leverage to press back into him. She leaned her neck back, now able to take in Declan’s scent as he nuzzled forward, to the front of her neck.  
    He smelled like man. No other way to describe it. Pure, strong, virile, aroused man.  
    His tongue ran along her neck, imitating the soft, circular symphony that his fingers played out below. She felt the softness of something else as well, and her fuddled mind realized it was the yellow scarf. That raggedy-ass scarf, that was