Free Dark (Beautiful Ashes #1) by Lora Ann Page B

adoration. His reverent hands caringly removed her clothes. He kissed each and every bruise, scrape, and cut, worshipping her body. No part of her went untouched by his lips, yet he managed to avoid the erogenous zones.
    She was a writhing mess by the time he latched onto her nipple. He bit, sucked, and tongued until she was crying out his name. Satisfied with her response, he repeated the same slow torture on the other side. Her breathing was irregular, “Lower,” she demanded. Gazes locked, he licked his way south, tracing her ever-so-sexy rose and thorns tattoo on her hip as it stretched across to mere centimeters from her sex.
    Tar stopped just shy of Keeley’s pleasure spot, blowing softly as his fingers opened her petals. He anchored her hips, straining toward his face, as the tip of his tongue invited Keeley to divulge her secrets. Tempting her to reveal more, he entered her most sacred place while moving his tongue in and out with restrained patience. Her river of honey flowed as he sipped, savoring. He moved his large palms to her ass and lifted. What was meant to be a decadent act of showing Keeley she could let him into her darkness, became so much more as she broke apart for him. He licked her oh-so sensitive clit while shucking off his clothes. She released again as his gaze met hers. He moved up her body until their lips collided. There was nothing tender in that kiss when Tar exposed how much he needed her. From the vent next to the bed “Hero” filtered into the room. He entered Keeley while staring into her hooded eyes. “Let me be a hero for you, sweetheart,” he rasped as his body and soul came together with hers in a stunning display.
    The connection they shared overwhelmed her and she lowered her lids, trying to find some semblance of herself. “Look at me, Keeley,” he demanded. “ See how much I love you,” he groaned as his hot seed flooded.
    Tears escaped from the corner of her eyes. Though she fought not to, she held his gaze. She realized to some degree what just happened between them. Didn’t he know she loved him, too? But the words refused to come out.
    His forehead rested against hers as he whispered, “Fucking perfect.”
    She couldn’t deny it. Her head knew she’d only bring him heartache, but her heart sang a beautiful song of adoration for this man. Her man. If only they were able to stay this way forever. The commotion down the hall ruined that dream in an instant.
    Tar removed himself, causing a deep longing within her. She watched as his practiced hands yanked on his clothing before opening the door. His, “Are you shittin’ me?” brought Keeley fully upright while holding the sheet over herself. “I’ll be right back.” Over his shoulder he declared, “I’m not finished with you yet.”
    The promise lingered in the room after he left. She lay back against the pillows, reliving every moment they’d just shared. Lost in her delicious memory, she didn’t hear Leith enter.
     
    *****
     
    He stared at the beauty before him, coveting. Keeley’s hands were moving over her body and he knew she was about to finger herself. Silently he ordered the sheet to fall away. No such luck. She stopped before getting carried away as her surprised gaze locked on his. Busted. He cleared his throat, “Sorry.” Only thing he was sorry about was that she wasn’t fantasizing about him a minute ago.
    Her knowing nod told him she didn’t buy it for a second. “Would you please turn around?”
    His compliance was reluctant as he listened to her clothing rustle. Her tiny hand on his shoulder made him jump as he pivoted, fighting the urge to snatch her up and erase all traces of Tar still clinging to her. He began to pace, hoping to hide his massive erection. God, he couldn’t believe where his thoughts just went. What the hell was wrong with him?
    “Is there a particular reason you’re here?” she inquired, watching him intently.
    Get it together, Turner. “Our position has been