MADIGAN’S MOUTH HAD already become Tobias’s favorite destination, but as their tongues collided and his hands roamed over her body, he was eager to take an in-depth tour of every dip and curve. He lifted her into his arms and sank onto the futon with her straddling his lap. Reclaiming her luscious, sinful mouth, he intensified his efforts, kissing her deeper as he took off her top and tossed it aside. His breath caught in his throat. She was braless, her perfect breasts there for the taking, necklaces dangling in the valley between them, pert nipples begging to be tasted. Musical notes on a staff trailed down her ribs, and he wondered if those specific notes had a special meaning but forced himself not to ask.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous.” He pressed a kiss to the swell of one breast, and his gaze drifted up to her flushed cheeks and the sweetest smile he’d ever seen, twisting him up inside. Fuck. He took her in a rough, passionate kiss, trying to outrun the unwanted sensation. She returned his efforts with fervor, like she was starved for him, and that was exactly what he needed to get lost in her. Greed pounded through him. He’d spent days thinking of nothing but kissing her, touching her, and the feel of her grinding against his cock, just as she was now. He tore his mouth away and dipped his head, nipping a path down her neck, and dragged his tongue over and around her nipple, earning soft, surrendering sighs. He lowered his mouth over it, sucking hard, turning those sighs to cries of pleasure. When he dragged his teeth over the tip, she grabbed his head, holding him there.

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

He sucked, licked, and nipped, earning more needful pleas. He grabbed her thighs and squeezed and pushed his hands into the legs of her skort as he devoured her other breast. He brushed his fingers over her damp panties, groaning at the wetness, and pressed them over her clit, working her into a trembling frenzy.

“Ah. Yes. Ah.”

The high-pitched, needy noises falling from her lips were so fucking sexy, he sucked harder, wanting to hear those sounds in his sleep. She rocked along his length like she was riding him, her fingernails digging into his scalp, making him hard as stone. “Give me your mouth,” he demanded. She was quick to oblige, her tongue thrusting against his as he moved his thumb to her clit and pushed his fingers into her panties, sliding two into her tight heat. “So fucking wet for me,” he growled against her lips, earning a whimper. His cock ached as she rode his hand. He trapped her lower lip between his teeth, biting just hard enough to earn a sharp inhalation. “Eyes on me, baby. I want to see everything you feel and watch you come for me.”