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letting the tips of their fingers linger. “Are you sure you told me the right room? It looks like the master suite.”
    Placing a warm hand on the small of her back, he guided her to the sofa. He’d arranged plates on lap trays on the coffee table.
    “It is the master suite. Unless my parents are here, we all use that room. Why do you question the choice? Don’t you like it? We can choose another one if you prefer.”
    “Oh, no. It’s an incredible room. I was just surprised. I mean, I know we came here with every intention of sleeping together, but I didn’t know you actually wanted to sleep together.
    Does that make any sense? I just thought this was a casual affair. A weekend away to explore whatever is happening between us.”
    A concerned look crossed Mark’s face with her admission.
    “Did you honestly think I’d invite you here, have sex with you then shoo you away to a guest room?”
    Erica was a little chagrined. The tone of his voice said he was upset by her assumption.
    She looked down at her tray then lifted her head pasting on a weak smile. “It sounds silly hearing you say it like that, but I’ve been rejected after sex more than once in my life. I just don’t want there to be any miscommunication between us.”
    His eyes held the questions, but fortunately, they weren’t given a voice.
    Wanting to divert the conversation, she said, “This dinner is fantastic. You really are talented in the kitchen.”
    The flavours of the sauce and delicate balance between oregano and basil were complemented perfectly by the cool white wine. The entire meal was a seduction of the senses. Heat radiated off the fireplace, and she slowly grew hotter sitting in such close proximity to Mark’s powerful body. He watched her intently. The flames of the fire reflected his arresting green eyes. Under his close scrutiny, Erica’s hand shook, so she put her wine glass down and set aside her tray. Mark did the same and, taking hold of her hand, closed the distance between them. Stretching one leg out on the sofa and bending the other to the floor, he settled her in tight between his legs. The position forced her chest against his. He placed his hand on the back of her head, urging her to relax into the crook of his neck.

    SHIELD’S SUBMISSIVE
    Trina Lane
    32

    Leaning back against the sofa with Erica in his arms was nice. Her soft breath fluttered against his skin, and he stifled a groan of pleasure. He gently massaged her back, shoulders, and neck. She purred. The throaty sound vibrated down her body, and he felt it everywhere they touched. His cock pulsed harder, and he felt a small bit of fluid escape from the tight crest. He moved Erica’s hair away from her neck and, leaning down, dropped soft kisses along the length. When her head lifted and he found his lips only fractions away from hers, he didn’t resist the temptation to kiss her. One hand tangled in her heavy hair while the other reached down to pull her backside in to snuggle her groin closer to his. He arched his hips and ground their pelvises together, creating a burning friction that did everything but relieve any of the tension radiating though their bodies.
    Her tongue tangled with his in a smooth rhythm. He lightly sucked it into his mouth as his licked and caressed hers. The combination of wine, food and a taste unique to Erica filled his mouth, making him drunk with need. He rotated their bodies so she was lying beneath him on the leather sofa. He released her lips to once again drag his down her neck, lightly scoring the delicate skin with his teeth before using his tongue to ease the slight ache.
    “You drive me crazy. Every time I touch you, all I can think about is sinking my cock deep inside you, wanting to feel those muscles clench around me, and begging to feel the hot, wet suction as I thrust in and out.”
    He reached down to the edge of her top and lifted the sweater over her head. His hand caressed down her side as he nuzzled the valley