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“Need limits.”
Daniel leaned forward, flicking his tongue over the puckered bud, sending sparks of excitement tingling down her spine.
Amy forgot what she was saying.
Concentrate!
“Friendship first for us…always.”
“Just…friendship?” His breath blew hot against her skin.
She shivered and shook her head—a pointless action, since his face was pressed to her chest, and he couldn’t see. “With…benefits.”
Daniel’s response was muffled by her breast. The only thing she understood was his low groan. With that one hungry sound, she knew she had his consent. He’d agreed. Friends with benefits.
She tangled her fingers in his sleek, wet curls and held his head firmly, pushing her breast against his warm tongue. When it rasped over her nipple, her knees buckled.
His arms shot around her waist, catching her, supporting her. He groaned aloud and clamped his mouth over her breast, suckling her tight, tender bud, nipping, licking, and teasing it. Amy almost wept with longing. Moist heat pooled between her legs and oozed down her inner thighs.
She tugged his arms, urging him out of his chair, and he slid his body up against hers, making every inch of her ache. He held her close, his solid chest rumbling against her aroused breasts as he let out a ragged groan.
The floor dipped away and fire shot through Amy’s veins as he caught her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled. Heated desire took control of logic. His damp swimsuit did little to cool her feverish skin. Nor did it conceal the length of his erection pressing against her belly, driving her to the edge of sanity.
She slipped her hands under the elasticized waist and shoved the unwanted clothing down his legs. Without breaking the kiss, Daniel stepped out of his shorts. His cock, rock hard and free, poked proudly against her stomach, turning her insides to liquid.
She ran her hands around his side until they rested on his very firm, very tempting butt, then she raked her nails over the soft skin. He growled against her mouth, jerking into her.
His reaction empowered her, validated her femininity, and she ran her fingers along the hard lines of his pelvis until she brushed the satin steel of his erection. When she wrapped her hand around him, Daniel let out a guttural moan, swept her up in his arms, and carried her to his room.
Amy’s heart stuttered. As much time as she spent in his apartment, she’d always given his bedroom a wide berth. There was something too intimate about that room—the place where he slept, made love to women—for her to feel comfortable there. It was a part of his world she’d never wanted to intrude on. It was his private place.
For the first time ever, she found herself desperate to be in forbidden territory with Daniel.
He laid her down on his bed and stood before her in all his naked glory.
Her mouth went dry. He was beautiful—hard, lean, hot, the epitome of masculinity, and very, very aroused. The subtle scent of his spicy aftershave clung to his sheets, surrounding her. She inhaled deeply as she stared at him, and her mouth began to water.
She watched him watching her, his smoky gaze raking every inch of her body.
“I’ve never wanted anything more in my life,” he whispered.
Emotion clawed at her chest. “I’m all yours.”
Daniel shook his head. “Not yet. But…soon.” And then his devilish, sexy mouth parted and he knelt over her.
Smooth, hot lips touched hers, and Amy forgot to breathe. His tongue tortured her mouth with deep, silky strokes, stirring in her an unimaginable lust.
He braced himself on his forearms, lying above her, not quite touching yet driving her mad. Her body screamed for his embrace. She felt empty, neglected. Desperate for contact of the most intimate kind, she shoved her hips up and cried out in frustration.
He deepened his kiss in response and gradually lowered his body until finally—finally—it covered hers, enveloping her in its heat.
Greedy for more contact, her hands were everywhere, running down his sinewy back and over his firm butt. Squeezing his muscular arms, digging into his damp curls, relishing his solidity, loving his feel. Loving his response. She was so ready. The need to have all of him overwhelmed her. She bucked against him.
He dipped his hand down and groaned when he found her moist center. “Amy. Sweet, beautiful, Amy. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Coherent speech was impossible, so she settled for a long sigh as his finger found her clit and massaged it. Pleasure rolled through her.
“Christ, babe. You’re so wet.” He slipped his finger in and she bore down on it.