mouth.
“You have?” She wanted to drown in his half-lidded gaze.
“Haven’t you thought of me, Sugar?”
The way he spoke her name, like it tasted good, sent a thrill down her spine. Every single night he invaded her thoughts, starring in all her fantasies, but she couldn’t admit that to him. Even though he’d openly admired her, the desire he now displayed amazed her. She was a librarian, not some porn star, though his actions made her feel like one. “You’ve been on my mind once or twice.”
Almost touching her, he denied her a kiss. Their lips were close enough for her to sense their movement when he spoke. “What will I do to entertain myself while your friends are gone?”
The wait for his embrace made her burn with feral passion. It grew too much. She laid a gentle kiss on his mouth in sweet surrender. A bare touch.
“I could think of a few things.” Who was this bold woman using her voice?Her curiosity for him made her brave enough to lose all her discretion.
His eyes widened, amusement crinkling their edges. His tongue traced his lips where she kissed him, like he could taste her.
Mesmerized, she watched, tingles rippling along her own mouth as if he licked her lips instead. Anticipation fluttered in her stomach.
“So can I.” Avid desire still shone in his eyes when he glanced down at her. His responding kiss crushed her to the fridge as he cupped her ass to lift her from the floor.
Her arms entwined around his strong neck, and her legs circled his narrow hips. All the strength of his body wrapped in her limbs made her wetter. Such savage hunger for a man was a new experience. She wanted him to ride her hard and make her scream for mercy.
Daedalus pressed against her. Even with their jeans between them, she could feel his length, hard and firm, bulging against his zipper.
His kiss became an easy, practiced slide of his mouth against hers, gently demanding. She expected skill but not the ravenous appetite he displayed. His tongue toyed with her bottom lip, then entered her mouth in a slow, sinuous stroke. He tasted of something faintly metallic, like blood.
Her stomach knotted at the slight taint, but it dissolved when his hand cupped her breast, found her hard, throbbing nipple and rolled it between his fingers. She wriggled beneath his touch, grinding herself against his hard cock.
He moaned and pulled away. “Damn, you’re driving me crazy.”
She reached up for another taste, craving him.
A sinful smile tugged his mouth. He undid the buttons of her blouse one at a time until he exposed her thin, white lace bra.
She bit at her bottom lip as she watched. Her head spun with need. She wanted Daedalus badly. There had been enough fantasizing about him, now it would come true. Finally.
He slipped the bra strap from her shoulder to allow one of her nipples to escape its confines, and boosted her to give his mouth access to it. The pleasure he produced, as he sucked, shot straight to her clit.
She wriggled and couldn’t control the small noises of pleasure she made. The heat of his mouth and the touch of his tongue drove her wild. “Ah... Yes.” She raged with fever, and he was the cure.
Daedalus rained kisses along her exposed neck while lowering her to rest against his hips again. She couldn’t stop her gasp when he nipped and tasted her flesh. Those sharp fangs teased but never broke skin. She felt his lips smile at her reaction. He pinched the hard nipple under his hand and ground the growing bulge in his jeans against her groin.
Short of breath, she clung to him. “Stop teasing me.” Her pussy steadily grew creamier with each grinding thrust.
His laughter rumbled deep within his chest. Demanding her mouth, he pressed his tongue inside, probing and greedy, leaving nothing unexplored. He released her breast to undo her jeans and yank them low enough to give him access. His other hand supported her weight against the fridge while he slid his fingers in her panties. They