TangledHunger by Tina Christopher

clothes in half, and pulled them
off.
    Heat shot into her face but Tanasha threw her head back when
his hot palms ran up and down her back, the calluses on his fingers raising her
sensitivity through the roof. He cupped her breasts and rubbed across the hard
peaks. For a moment she wanted to hide. Duncan’s eyes fixed on her breasts, but
there wasn’t a hint of distaste or an indication that her bosom wasn’t to his
liking. Instead of hiding she grabbed her courage in both hands and ground her
wet pussy against his hard penis, trying to give herself the stimulation she
needed.
    “Not so fast, little Naema.” He grabbed her hips to stop her
movement. “We’re going to build this up slow and easy.”
    “Any slower and a snail walking backward would get there
first,” she moaned.
    Duncan pinched her nipples. “As long as we get there.”
    She dropped her head onto his shoulder. He curled his arms
around her and pulled her flush against him.
    Tanasha sank her teeth into the firm muscles before her.
    He howled. “What the Jade are you on?”
    “Get us there faster,” she demanded.
    He rubbed his chest and studied her face. “You want faster?”
he asked. “You’ll get faster.”
    Duncan jumped up and threw her over his left shoulder. She
screeched, not expecting this drastic change in attitude. His big palm on her
rear to keep her balanced, she had the most excellent view of his prime behind.
She loved a nice curve to a man’s butt and Duncan’s was just right.
    “Put me down, you idiot.” She was too heavy, but he didn’t
even breathe hard. Instead he used his Vampire super speed to carry her
upstairs.
    Hanging over his back like a sack of potatoes, Tanasha still
managed to smooth her palms across his rear more than once. He paused and
groaned. “I thought you wanted fast. This is not helping.”
    When she moved her hand to the front of his pants, he
slapped her butt hard. The pain of that slap shot right between Tanasha’s legs.
She groaned and clung to his belt until they reached their destination.
    His bedroom took up the whole second floor of his apartment.
He’d indulged himself with lots of bright colors and a bed that stood across
from a fireplace. Floor-length draperies and a number of classic abstract
prints completed his haven.
    Duncan didn’t waste any time. He flipped her over his
shoulder onto the bed and crawled over her until he knelt at her waist. Tanasha
crossed her arms over her chest negligently, hoping he wouldn’t recognize her
hiding. She thrust her hips up in an attempt to distract him and to connect to
the mouth-watering bulge in his pants.
    He chuckled and tilted his hips away. “Now I will show you
that fast is not always the best way to go.”
    A shiver ran down Tanasha’s back. His smile held a hint of darkness
that made her heart skip a beat. She finally realized that he held something in
his hands. It was a long piece of fabric torn off her clothing.
    Duncan leaned forward and kissed her. “No hiding, Nasha. I
want to see every inch of you.”
    So much for her attempt.
    He took her wrists and lifted her arms. For a second she
resisted, but Duncan didn’t push or force her to move. With a deep breath she
relaxed and he proceeded to bind her wrists and tie them to the metal frame of
his bed. For a second panic raced through her.
    “Shh.” He stopped and leaned forward to kiss her, slowly,
gently. “It’s okay. If I ever do something you don’t like, tell me and I will
stop.” He nibbled on her lower lip and moved to her chin. “I want to take my
time. I want to drive you higher than you’ve ever been. Will you let me?”
    Tanasha studied his face. That hint of darkness, the cruel
tilt to his lips was still there. But his eyes? His beautiful gray eyes turned
silver by his arousal held a vulnerability she’d never expected to see in her
Vampire. She relaxed her hands around the cloth and let the tension flow out of
her body.
    The smile that lit up his face touched