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Infatuation (Club Destiny #4) Page 45
Author: Nicole Edwards

Those curves should be illegal. All of that red silk flowing down her back, teasing the top of her creamy ass. Tag wanted to worship every inch of her. And the look she gave him dared him to.

He tracked every move she made as she entered the oversized shower, turning on the water and standing back while she waited for it to heat. For the last two days, his dick had been in a constant state of turmoil, needing to be buried inside of her heat. Hell, for the last couple of months, she’d tormented his thoughts with her simple existence. And here they were.

Tag removed his shirt, unbuttoning each button, never taking his eyes off of her. He unhooked his cuffs, and then let his shirt slide down his arms until it fell to the floor at his feet. Thinking ahead, he’d discarded the jacket and tie before he followed her from the kitchen. His shoes were the next to go, followed by his slacks, underwear and socks until he stood just as naked as she was.

When McKenna’s eyes drifted up over his torso, down his arms, he wondered what she thought. That morning, when he had slipped out of the bed, he felt her eyes on him, but she hadn’t said anything. Reading her every expression, Tag knew that wasn’t disdain he saw in those inquisitive eyes. That was lust.

The artwork that marked so much of his skin had taken years to do, and each individual tattoo meant something to Tag. And yes, there wasn’t much of his upper body that wasn’t tattooed; one of the main reasons why he insisted on long sleeve dress shirts as his wardrobe of choice.

He was a reputable attorney, and he’d represented some very influential people in this town. The problem he knew, not everyone was as open minded as he would want. But standing before McKenna, he didn’t care what anyone else thought of him... only her.

When her tongue darted out to moisten her lips, his stomach tightened. Fond memories of earlier that day when she’d given him that wicked ass blow job infiltrated the lusty haze. It was his turn to return the favor, and the thought made his hands fist.

He couldn’t wait to put them on her.

“Are you going to stand there all day? Or would you like to join me?”

Tag didn’t detect an ounce of sweetness in her tone, but by the way her nipples puckered as she stared at him, he knew she wanted this as much as he did.

His legs ate up the space between them until he was in the shower with her, beneath the warm spray. He didn’t touch her. At least not with his hands. His eyes were another story. He let them drift over her wet, smooth skin, lingering briefly on her rosy pink nipples, then roaming farther.

McKenna continued with her shower as though he weren’t there, lathering her hair and then rinsing, never taking her eyes off of him. Tag liked the way she looked at him; his body hardened even more from the passion swirling in her expressive eyes.

By the time she was finished soaping her body, he was slowly stroking his cock. That little show she’d just put on was enough to have him coming in his hand, but he fought the urge.

“Put your hands on me,” McKenna insisted and the hint of dominance he detected in her sultry tone had him releasing his rock hard dick and taking another step closer to her.

He felt like he was looking at a naked woman for the first time. Like this was his first chance to touch such a beautiful, exquisite form.

He cupped her neck with both hands, tipping her head up with his thumbs beneath her chin as he absorbed the soft, silky feel of her. When her lips parted, he couldn’t resist the urge to press his mouth to hers.

The kiss was gentle at first. An exploration of tongues as he paid close attention to the sweet taste of her, the soft warmth of her lips as she slowly licked him, delving deeper, but never pushing to take the kiss any further.

Slowly, he swept his lips over the corner of her mouth, then on to that sexy dimple in her chin, before venturing down the sleek line of her neck. Still holding her, he tilted her head back as he nibbled slowly, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin, before letting his mouth rest briefly on the rapid pulse beating there.

As he moved to her collar bone, he let his hands slide down her shoulders, her arms, until his hands met hers and he twined their fingers together. Pulling back, he lifted her arms until they were over her head and then turned her so her back was up against the tiled wall.

He liked the way she kept her eyes locked with his as if she were trying to see something more inside of him. More than the fiery embers sparking between them, slowly building into something that threatened to burn them both alive.

With one hand, he secured both of hers above her head against the wall and let his other hand return to her chest. Flattening his palm, he spread his fingers wide, nearly spanning the entire width of her small frame. Tag liked that she was tall, but he got off on how fragile she seemed in comparison to him. She was feminine grace, meant for a man to hold, to touch, to love...

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