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The assassin's mark
Date: 10/24/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: LibraryCat, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
lightning-sharp sensation down her body. She watched in horror as he took his hand away and replaced it with his mouth. Her hands forgot the search for her dagger and she held his head there. She didn't want him to stop. When he did, she was almost crestfallen. He had to hand it to her. He'd been ready when he came up here, but now he was rock hard. He longed to just bury himself in her and forget about the world. But he wanted more of those delicious responses. He put his fingers beneath her undergarment. He could feel her heat. She gasped as he touched her, petted her firmly but gently. Her hand gripped his wrist but he refused to stop. He lay on her, pulling on the undergarment until it came away from her, its threads disintegrating. She was gasping again and tried to cover herself up, but he gripped her hands and pulled her upright. She sat up on the edge of the bed, her blouse slipping from her shoulders and her skirts in a mess. He wanted to smile at her, but when he did he felt too fierce. She fumbled at his shirt and slipped her hands beneath. Puzzled, he watched her close her eyes and put her head back. He stripped away his shirt and threw it aside. She gasped again. He was so muscular. He was magnificent. She felt the muscles under her fingers and felt her desire increase. She wanted him on top of her. Now. She wanted him to come into her. She wanted him to claim her, every inch of her becoming his. She forgot her purpose as she instinctively pulled on him, tugging ...