Both his hands clutching the soft full curves of her bottom to hold her to him, he ravished her exquisitely, his tongue delving into her and arousing a lightning bolt of sheer sensation.

His tongue rasped her sensitive flesh, teasing and tormenting and plying the yearning kernel of feminine pleasure. Slow and tender the lashing glide of his tongue played on her flesh, then thrust inside again, pushing and twisting, deep and hot within her.

Sobbing, Heather writhed beneath him, thrashing her head from side to side. Her hands clutching his shoulders, she pleaded with him to stop, but Sloan only answered with a growling sound. And soon she no longer cared what scandalous things he was doing to her. She craved his touch, couldn’t bear for him to stop….

She bucked frantically against him as his triumphant mouth forced jolt after tormenting jolt from her, in a long endless orgasm that shook her to her very core.

She was still shaking when he moved upward to kiss her mouth hard. She tasted herself on his lips as his tongue penetrated deep. It was a fierce kiss that stripped away any remaining defenses, leaving only primal need.

Her arms went around his neck. She could feel the energy barely leashed within him as Sloan’s mouth left hers.

“I’m so hard, I’ll burst if I don’t get inside you.”

He gave her no more time to recover from the shattering climax. His desire, long restrained, burned hot and hard at his loins. Urgently he rose to his knees and tugged at the buttons of his pants and drawers to free his erection. When he succeeded, she could see his arousal jutting boldly between his sinewed thighs.

His blue eyes burned into hers as he lowered himself on her again. Heather gasped, feeling the rigid, heated length of his sex brand her thighs like searing steel.

“Sloan…”

“I can’t stop now…” he muttered. “I want you too much.”

He eased the silken head into her quivering flesh, groaning as he sank into the wet velvet of her. She began stirring eagerly to his touch, but with ruthless willpower, he held himself still, reveling in her helpless response.

“Tell me,” he demanded in a rasping voice, “tell me you want this as much as I do.”

“Yes…” She longed to feel that great, thick shaft sliding between her legs, thrusting deep within her.

She wanted to cry out in despair when he withdrew, leaving her aching with loss. But then he entered her strongly again, hot and powerful and alive, sheathing himself tightly inside her. Heather gave a sob of gratitude.

Then what had begun tenderly suddenly turned wild. He gripped her buttocks, no longer in control. She gasped in welcome as he plunged home… arching against him as his huge shaft drove deep and hard… She cried out, sobbing as his wonderful length impaled her helpless body over and over again.