A WILDer Kind Of Love
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She bit her lip again, pushing her chest up in open invitation. Damn, how he missed those tits. The areolas were already drawn and puckered, her nipples punching up like perfect raspberries. “You’re a tough man to surprise, Mr. Colton Steel top-of-the-food-chain. I really had to make my opportunity…stand out.”
Unable to resist, he licked one of her nipples. Then the other. He blew across both of them, making them stand harder at attention. Tess mewled, arching higher for him. And goddammit, bit into her lips again.
“You’re definitely standing out.”
“Even if I fudged the truth a little to accomplish it?”
He chuckled. “A little?”
“Maybe more than a little. But it was Devyn’s idea.”
“I’m sure it was.” He reached in to pull a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “But she won’t be as much fun to punish.”
“Punish?”
Oh.
Yes.
That.
The fear in her voice. The lust in her voice. The mix was so intoxicating, Dan almost laughed from the instant buzz to his spirit. Who needed booze when this woman was around?
Fuck it. He gave in to the laugh. But the second his gaze latched back onto hers, he sobered. Damn. Everything he’d dreamed of seeing in her eyes, and despaired of never seeing again, was there. The warmth of her friendship, but the light of her adoration. The silk of her submission, but the intense glimmer of her passion.
“I love you, Daniel Colton,” she whispered.
“Not as much as I love you, my rose.”
They kissed again, tenderly this time, before she smirked against his lips and murmured, “By the way, that was a slick move, Sir Sexy. With the rose, at the press conference.”
He cocked a sideways grin. “Didn’t want to be slick. Just wanted to be clear.”
“How did you know I’d understand?”
“Because I’ve watched you a lot, darling subbie.” He brushed silky, bright red strands from her face. “I’ve observed what makes you hotter, wetter, wilder…and how you enjoy the ideas of things just as much as doing them.” He kissed her again, slowly but sensually wrapping his tongue around hers, until she softly moaned. “It’s what makes commanding you so much fun.”
“Hmmm.” She contemplated him for a long moment, looking utterly sinful with her lipstick smeared and her hair sprawled against his chair. “So, what kinds of ‘ideas’ are making me hot and wet now, Carnac the Magnificent?”
“Carnac the Magnificent Dom.”
“Ohhh, right. Sorry. Carnac the Magnificent Dom, just what is it that I’m loving the idea of right now?”
Before Dan answered her, he stood and leaned over his desk. Pressed the intercom for Mara’s desk.
“Can I get you anything?” came her queenly voice over the speaker.
“Privacy,” he barked. “Hold everything for the afternoon. My…sister…and I are discussing some things. We’re bonding. Deeply.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Yes, Sir.” Tess echoed it with a giggle as he closed the line with Mara. As soon as they were “alone” again, he spun the chair around so it faced the desk. With his cock now aligned at the level of her face, his answer to her query was all too easy to declare.
“Carnac the Magnificent says his subbie wants to wrap her sweet strawberry lips around the cock that’s missed her so badly.”
Tess broke into a smile. “Well, Sir, That sounds just about right.”
She didn’t waste time scooting forward in the chair, then putting her eager hands to work on his belt and fly. Just the flutters of her fingers over his clothes had to be one of the most erotic things Dan had ever felt. He locked his teeth, grinding down enamel while watching her reach inside his pants, exploring the hot bulge beneath with her uninhibited fingers.
He didn’t want her to stop. He couldn’t wait for her to get the hell on with it.
But the most breathtaking part of her service didn’t come from anything she did to him physically. It was the glance she slid up to him, lips in a Mona Lisa smile, eyes twinkling with the bright green excitement she always got when they were just hanging out as friends. The discovery of a movie they both liked. Her delight in spectacular sunsets. Her bliss at singing along to Fall Out Boy on the radio.
It was all still there. Thank fuck…all of it. All the joy and the good times and the friendship—but now better. Stronger.
And oh, yeah…a hell of a lot wilder.
A fact she emphasized by shifting her fingers down to cup his throbbing balls.
“Fuck!” He finished it in a long hiss. When her grin turned a little playful, he snaked a hand into her hair, tugging her head back enough to flare her eyes in new attention. “I like your opportunities, sweet rose,” he told her, “as long as you remember who controls their destiny.”
Her gaze softened. Her body slackened. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, soft as the angel he’d just compared her to. The angel he was about to defile with the shaft now hammering to escape his pants…
“On your knees, rose.”
He aided her by yanking on her scalp, positioning her between the chair and his body. When she was in place, he slid his hand to her jaw, pushing gently to coax her open. With his other hand, he freed the length of his dick from the boxers she’d just been worshipping with her touch.
He touched the head of his cock to the warmth of her mouth. Groaned hard as her dark red lips moved around him, pulling him deeper in…deeper in…
“Tess. Sweet one. Take all of me. Yesssss…”
She matched his groan, especially after pushing his underwear aside to get her fingers on his balls again. As she massaged his aching sack, she worked his shaft with wet, hot strokes, surrounding him with the tight pull of her cheeks and the long licks of her tongue.
“Damn,” he groaned. “This mouth is going to become my new favorite play toy.”
His declaration made her wilder. She fucked him hard with her mouth, abandoning herself to bringing him deep physical bliss. And she did. With every dip into her mouth, his cock was pure fire. With every withdrawal, it trembled in anticipation.
He had to give her the same thing.
No. It was more than that. He had to be inside her, a part of her. To seal himself to her. To mark her, body and mind and soul, as his. To fill her with nothing but his heat. To give himself to her as a lover, not just a Dom.
With another groan, he pulled himself out. She looked up at him, eyes glazed, lifting a woozy smile. Dan kissed her, savoring the taste of himself on her mouth, before lifting her back up into the chair, and spreading her legs wide. With their next kiss, he brought a hand up to explore the soft pink wetness at the core of her body.
“Damn,” he rasped once more. “You’re so ready for me, aren’t you?”
Tess shuddered beneath his touch, her clit trembling, her slit clamping one of his fingers. Then two. Then three…
“Oh!” she cried. “Yes, Sir. Please…”
“No.” Dan prompted her to look at him with a finger on her jaw. “Not Sir. Not ‘Sexy.’ Not even griffin. Let Daniel fuck you right now, babe.” He took her lips again, working his way over her with slow but hungry desire. “Let Daniel love you.”
She smiled, looking a little bashful about it, until he moved his fingers inside her again. Her walls clenched around him as her head fell back, arching her body up into the streaming sunlight.
“Holy fuck, Tess. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“No,” She whispered back. “You’re beautiful, Daniel. Your love makes me this way. Your domination sets me free.” She flashed him another of those lip-bitten smiles as she unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest for her eager licks, bites, sucklings, and kisses.
“So good,” he murmured.
So damn good…
Until he couldn’t take the pressure anymore. His erection throbbed like thunder. His heart churned in a downpour of need.
“My little rose,” he gra
ted into the hollow of her throat. “I need to be inside you.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Screwing you.”
“Yes.”
“Satisfying you.”
She sighed, rocking him with another Tess buzz. While giving him another gorgeous smile, she reached into his right desk drawer, pulling out a perfect foil packet.
Dan laughed then kissed her again. Her lips felt so good, all softness and surrender and love. Her mouth tasted so good, cinnamon and sex and woman. But best of all, her laugh sounded so good as he drawled, “My clever, clever little laser beam.”
“Hmmm. You won’t be able to live without me anymore.”
He didn’t miss a note of her saucy tone. Or an inch of her uncertain grin. That was why he kissed her twice as hard.
“That’s the idea, ruby.”
Her insecurity faded. “So asking about a transfer to the Atlanta field office wasn’t hasty?”
He growled while he rolled the condom on. “Not hasty enough.”
Her eyes brimmed, liquid and gorgeous. “I love you so damn much.”
“Ssshhh. No more talking. Spread your legs wider, and let me get lost in you.”
She did.
And he did.
At last, he was right where he was supposed to be. One with her. Buried in her. Uniting with her in the light only she’d been able to bring him to, with the perfection of her friendship, the courage of her honesty, the magic of her submission, the wildness of her love.
He only dared to ask fate for one more addition to his want list.
A lifetime to spend adoring her for it.
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Thank you so much for reading!
If you enjoyed this WILD Boys story,
check out the additional books in the series:
Book 1: SAVED BY HIS SUBMISSIVE
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Book 2: HANDCUFFED BY HER HERO
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Book 3: SURRENDERING TO HER SERGEANT
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Book 4: A WILDER WONDERLAND: SEXY STORIES OF THE SEASON
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Book 5: WET FOR HER WARRIORS
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Book 6: HOT FOR HIS HOSTAGE
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Other Books by Angel Payne
THE SECRETS OF STONE SERIES (Written with Victoria Blue)
Book 1: NO PRINCE CHARMING
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Book 2: NO MORE MASQUERADE
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Book 3: NO PERFECT PRINCESS
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Book 4: NO MAGIC MOMENT (Coming Fall 2015)
The Cimarron Series
BOOK 1: INTO HIS DARK
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I am so grateful to a pair of wonderful friends who graciously lent me their characters and settings for special cameos in this story.
Mika and Julianna (Emerald) are borrowed from
JENNA JACOB’s
DOMS OF GENESIS series.
www.jennajacob.com
The Shadowlands Club is featured in
CHERISE SINCLAIR’s
CLUB SHADOWLANDS series.
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About USA Today Bestseller Angel Payne…
USA Today bestselling author Angel Payne is the creator of several popular romance series, including the WILD Boys of Special Forces, the Secrets of Stone (co-authored with Victoria Blue), the Cimarron Saga, and the Once Upon A Sin series. Angel began writing passionately in high school, and moved on to pen her way to departmental honors for English at Chapman University in Southern California, as well as popular historical romances in the 1990’s under a different pseudonym. Her kaleidoscope of a past includes gigs as a music reviewer, music industry production assistant, nightclub disc jockey, and over twenty years in the meeting planning and hospitality industries. Her passions include pop culture, alt rock, super heroes, shoes, coffee, and enjoying an active life in the outdoors with family and friends. She still lives in Southern California with her gorgeous daughter and stud-man husband.
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