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"This is so good," she moaned as he walked "Oh God, Zeke, its daony, it was desire in its rawest form

"You haven’t seen wicked yet," he pro to her ass again, cupping the cheeks and holding her to him as he moved up the steps

Each step raked fiery sensations across her clit and drove fraghout her body

It should be illegal to give this ainst warping a wo mattered but one man’s touch

As he carried her, she made it a mission to ensure that he was just as crazed from her touch Her lips roan for mercy Her teeth raked over his pulse, then her lips settled at the base of his neck, parted, and she drew a s little nip

She had carried his brand more than once; now he could carry hers

She was surprised as one hand jerked froled groan left his lips as he sees around his hips and kept her lips at his neck She licked, nipped, and suckled delicately at the masculine flesh as she heard hih on a prayer

"I should spank you for what you do to h as he moved into a bedrooue felt her back h she refused to release the hold she had on hiainst his erection A gasp of agonized need left her throat at the pure sensual pleasure that raged from the action

"Get this damned shirt off" He forced her arms down as he leaned back and ripped buttons and all

"You like tearing asped

"I want you naked Naked and ready forover her breasts as they rose and fell with each desperate breath she tried to take

Evidently, he didn’t care if she breathed or not His head lowered and Rogue watched, suspended, held in a vortex of pleasure as his lips descended, parted, and sucked a tight, hard nipple into the hot, da, she cried out at the pleasure It whipped its way across her nerve endings, sent jagged forks of heat racing across her flesh

Tightening her legs around his hips, she lifted closer to the erection throbbing beneath his jeans and dug her nails into his scalp as he ground against her

There was nothing like being held against hi herself in the pleasure He caressed each nipple, sucked it deliciously, and reduced her to begging for his possession

"Not yet," he growled long s froers hooked in the elastic band of her panties as he pulled back fros before dropping it to the floor

Anticipation and sexual awareness sizzled in the air now Rogue felt perspiration dahtened at the side of the bed and lowered his hands to the band of his jeans

He disposed of his jeans quickly, efficiently, and within seconds stood before her, naked and aroused Rogue could feel anticipation like a physical caress as he watched her, his eyes narrowed, one hand gripping the stalk of his cock as his expression tightened with hunger

"Spread your legs for s sloatching him as excitement flooded her body In that moment she realized how much he meant to her, and it terrified her She should have run from hiiving him the opportunity to hurt her more

But she couldn’t run She couldn’t say no Because she needed hirowled, his gaze centered between her thighs as hethem farther apart as he stretched out below her

"Sweet, sweet Rogue You’ll be the death of ue’s head tilted back on a strangled cry as his lips lowered to the wet flesh between her thighs Hot and voracious, he consuue swirled around her clit, licked at the overly sensitive folds and sent her flying into a pleasure she couldn’t deny if she wanted to

The rush of pleasure was intoxicating Her legs fell farther apart as her fingernails dug into his scalp The sensations were overwhelhian to build and tighten between her thighs

"Oh, you please me very ave her a sucking little kiss

Her hips arched as excruciating pleasure tore through her from the caress

"Easy, baby," he crooned as he lifted his head "Just feel good for ers easing through her juices,the entrance to her rear

Sensation whipped through her; it drove white-hot spikes of pleasure through her clit, her woers were as wicked as his mouth He drew her dampness from her pussy back to the tiny entrance of her rear He stroked, hethe opening and sending flares of heat racing through her

She wantedas she cried out, arched, and drove his finger deeper only to cry out in protest as he retreated

"Turn over, Rogue"

He didn’t give her time to turn Before she could catch her breath he rose between her thighs, gripped her hips, and turned her to her sto her to her knees

His hand smoothed over her rear, then landed in a series of s froers of his other hand to lubricate and stretch her rear

She was panting for breath, feeling the burning stretch of his fingers, the tension in the air, the hunger that see out his name, lost in sensation, lost in the pure donificance of the act swirled through her head A sense of subh her psyche