Darkfall by Denise A. Agnew Page B

love to you until you’ll never want another man. Have you ever come so hard you can’t remember where you are? That’s what I want to do to you. I want to make you come like that.”
    Tingles ran over every sensitive place. Her nipples. Between her legs. His words were like gasoline on fire, shocking, explosive. Standing here with him and listening to his deliciously erotic voice sent her entire body into overdrive.
    “No,” she managed to whisper. “I’ve never…” She licked her lips. No, she didn’t do this. She’d never experienced sexual tension so raw and out of control before except with this man.
    She tilted her head to look at him, feeling small next to his powerful frame. She wasn’t frightened. Oh, no. She was alive everywhere. She felt herself straining toward him. Their lips were inches apart. Inches. She hung on a precipice of knowing and discovering.
    “Deny this. The way you feel when I’m close to you. The way you feel whenever I touch you.” He leaned down until his warm breath touched her ear. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
    “No. I…” She what? She was a live wire, her nerves prickling, her skin tingling, her breath coming faster.
    No? No? It was way too late for that. Her nipples were tight points, and she knew she was wet between her legs. One kiss from this man, one look from him…he didn’t even have to touch her, and her arousal went off the charts.
    He edged even closer. “Deny it all, and I’ll stop—”
    She grabbed the front of his turtleneck and yanked him forward.

Chapter 7
    Ian cupped the back of Penny’s neck, his arm slung around her waist. His lips meshed with hers. They exploded into lava, into a white-hot kiss. She didn’t know where he ended and she began, their bodies moving, tracing, tasting and lingering in first one spot and then the other. His tongue stroked into her mouth, caressing until she moaned under the onslaught. Arching into his body, she let her head fall back. He continued a relentless assault of kisses over her neck. Her hands slid over his hard shoulders as she searched his body with the same relentless need as he did hers. This wouldn’t be soft, slow, sweet or pretty, and she didn’t care. Urgency pushed her toward an ending she wanted, that she must have this moment. Now.
    He buried his face in her neck, his lips brushing softly against her skin. She shivered in sweet enjoyment. He reached under her shirt and found her bra. He unhooked the front clasp, leaving her breasts vulnerable to his touch. His thumb brushed over her right nipple.
    “Oh,” the soft, startled sound left her throat. Another shiver went through her, but it was pure erotic pleasure.
    He cupped her breast in his big, warm hand and then lifted her shirt up and off. He helped her peel her bra off and they tossed it away. He leaned in to taste one vulnerable nipple with sweet, hot lashes of his tongue. She gasped as the tingle raced around her nipple and arrowed straight to the moist flesh between her legs. She hung on to his shoulders, writhing in his arms, the torment exquisite. He suckled the other nipple, and she held his head to her breast as each tight, prickling sensation sent flares of pleasure straight to her core.
    He palmed her hips and butt, strong fingers squeezing. The long thickness of his erection pressed against her stomach. She wanted him with a fierceness as hot as anything she’d ever felt. All she wanted was Ian. Who knew what would happen in the world in the next minute or even tomorrow? Nothing stayed stable and nothing was guaranteed, but this craziness she couldn’t define and could no longer deny. Because she wanted to feel his thickness inside her, to come apart around him. Yes, she did want to come so hard she couldn’t remember where she was.
    She reached for his belt buckle and when she couldn’t get it loose, he did it for her. He unzipped his pants. She trembled with barely restrained boldness.
    Before she could touch him, he caught