What Doesn't Destroy Us (The Devil's Dust #1)(15)



Taking advantage of my hesitation, he leans in close. “I call bullshit,” he whispers, his lips brushing my own. This fight is pure sexual tension. I cannot deny it any longer, and by the look in his eyes neither can he. So what if I’m just a one night stand? So what if I'm just another notch on his belt? Maybe having sex will finally get him out of my system. The way my body craves his touch makes me take the risk.

“I want you,” I whisper, my admission catching me by surprise. Did I really just say that?

“Say it again, Dani,” he demands. Our rage and anger melt into sexual energy. His alpha male attitude makes me delirious with arousal.

“I. Want. You.” I form the words with each sultry breath.

He releases my arms and swiftly lifts me up. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist. I grab his head and tangle my fingers in his messy black hair. Pulling his face close, I smash my lips into his. His lips part mine as my tongue demands entry; he tastes of alcohol and weed. Our anger replaced with raw passion; we bite, lick, and suck each other’s mouths; savoring the taste of one another. A moan escapes me as I draw my head back, allowing Shadow to dive into the crook of my neck, kissing and nipping, causing me to moan louder.

Shadow pulls back. “I win,” he hisses. His tongue licking up my jaw line causes me to breathe heavily. His eyes show me the beast that lives within, circling in its cage waiting to be released.

He’s right. I just verbally confirmed that I want him. Who knows what twisted demented things he will do with my confession.

“Goddamn, you smell like heaven,” his lips whisper against my skin. “It’s not that I didn’t want you, you know. I've wanted you since I first saw your stuck up ass walk out of the airport,” he confesses. He pulls back again and looks into my eyes. “But this could get me killed.” His voice is solemn, taking me out of the moment.

He licks the sweat beads forming on my neck and my legs naturally tighten around his waist. His lips spread across my neck and jaw bone like wild fire; igniting a spark I desperately need for him to put out. I reach for the bottom of my shirt and his hands support my back while I pull it off over of my head. He pushes my body higher against the door and lays wet kisses in between my breasts. He walks us to the bed and gently lays me down as he slowly lowers his own toned physique over my tiny frame. He rests his weight on one elbow and using his other hand unclasps my lacy bra. My nipples instantly harden from the cool air when they are released from their cups, causing me to gasp.

“You are f*cking perfect.” His calloused hands greedily grab my breasts, kneading and teasing them, causing my back to arch into his touch, pleading for more.

“Dani,” he pauses to catch his breath and lifts himself up some. My body immediately aches for his touch. “If you're having any second thoughts, we need to quit right now because I won’t be able to stop once you are all mine.”

His gesture is kind, but my need is crude. At this point I don’t care, I just want more of him; now. “Don’t stop, Shadow,” I whisper, my breathing sporadic. I clench my hands in his shirt, pulling him back to me.

He removes his leather cut and tosses it on a stained chair in the corner of the room. He pulls his shirt over his head, revealing perfectly toned pecs and a slim, tight abdomen. A happy trail leads down into a V that disappears into his low cut jeans. Oh, holy mother of God, give me strength; I want it all!

My tongue darts out to lick my bottom lip; I want to eat him up. I kiss his chest, licking around his nipple before giving it a light tug. He moans as my teeth pinch the soft skin. He unbuttons his jeans and tugs them off his hips. Once they’re down to his ankles he uses his feet to push them off each leg. My eyes widen at the impressive length pressing against the fabric of his white boxer briefs, demanding to be released. My cheeks suddenly flush, my body temperature rising. He arrogantly smiles, before he climbs back on top of me, spreading my legs open with his. His hand rubs the inner crotch of my jeans, causing my panties to dampen. He knows every button to push, there is no question there, and he is about to find out just how inexperienced I am. He may not like it if I surprise him with something like that. He starts sucking on my earlobe as his hands fiddle with the button on my jeans. Shit, shit, shit!

“Uh, Shadow,” I say, nervously.

“Yeah?” He answers, pulling my fingers away from my lips. Shit, I didn’t even notice I was doing that again.

“I, uh, I’m a virgin.” I sputter, awkwardly.

He lifts off me instantly. Shit, I should have just let him figure it out.

“Fuck,” he pauses. “I mean, I thought you might be.”

I turn my head and look at the wall, biting my lower lip in embarrassment.

“Hey,” he whispers, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. He is so sweet when he wants to be. “We can go as slow as you like, Dani. I’ll be gentle” I swear he is cooing.

Holy shit, who was this man, and where did my bad ass biker go?

I nod my head, afraid I may chicken out if I give myself the opportunity to speak.

He unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off of me. Then he tucks a finger under each side of my white, lacy panties and slowly slides them down my legs, his fingers blazing a trail of fire all the way to my toes. He leans back on his heels and looks at my naked body displayed before him. Leaning in, he takes one of my nipples between his teeth and gently bites down, blending pleasure with pain and making me feel buzzed. I can feel his engorged manhood against my already wet heat. I slide my feet up his legs to the waistband of his underwear. Tucking my toes under the elastic, I push them over his cute firm ass and down his legs. His cock springs free against my abdomen.

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