"Kenyon, Sherrilyn - Dark-Hunter 05 - Night Embrace" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kenyon Sherrilyn)

She brushed her fingertips against the warm nape of his neck, playing with the soft, tender skin there before she ran her fingers upward, through the golden strands of his hair, letting them wrap around her flesh.
How she liked the way this man felt in her arras. The scent of leather and Talon invaded her head and made it

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reel. He surrounded her with the strong hardness of his body.
She felt his desire for her as his erection pressed ag;iins( her stomach, and it igniled her own, making her ache for lii.s body, his touch. She wanted him inside her so desperately it stunned her. Never in her life had she wanted a man like this.
He lifted her up in his arms, supporting her weight as he deepened his kiss. Effortlessly, his strong hands held her bottom against his hips so that his bulge pressed against her core. She moaned at the intimate contact with leather and man.
Kissing him back as hard as she could, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
She felt his satisfied laugh rumble out of his body. It made his stomach caress her between her legs, his chest brush against hers, enflaming her even more. Oh, hon, what are you doing?
Sunshine heard her reasonable voice in her head. She hadn't had a one-night, or in this case one-day, stand since college. The one time she'd done it, she'd felt so sleazy afterward that she had sworn she'd never do it again. And here she was on the verge of repeating that fiasco. Good grief, she knew nothing about this man. Not even his last name.
But for some reason, none of that mattered. The only thing she could focus on was how good he felt as she held him. How wonderful he'd looked in her bed, and the fact that she really liked him. More than she should. More than what made sense.
Right or wrong, she wanted to share her body with him. No, she needed this. It was what she wanted deep down in her heart. And she'd always followed her heart-wherever it led her.
There would be no regrets about this. No second-guessing.
He slid the hem of her dress back, over her thighs. She shivered at the feel of the cool material crawling up her

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skin, followed by the heat of his hands. He glided his palms up the backs of her thighs until he eupped her bare bottom. He growled in pleasure, the sound deep and primal.
Needful.
"I like the way you feel, little Sunshine," he breathed against her lips.
Sunshine couldn't think straight with his large, strong hands on her naked skin. He dipped his head to her neck where his lips burned her. His teeth scraped her skin as he nipped it tenderly.
She was about to comment on how sharp his teeth were when he delivered a hot, shivery lick to her skin.
Her thoughts scattered.
The man was simply too delectable; she couldn't let him leave without sampling that lean, hard body. She pulled his T-shirt over his head and ran her hands over his chest and tattoo. Oh yeah, she wanted this!
She wanted him.
Talon gave her a tight-lipped smile as he saw the raw hunger in her dark brown eyes. He was going to savor this woman.
Every last tiny inch of her.
What with her passion and zest for living, he could only imagine how good a lover she would prove.
It had been a long time since he had found a woman who fascinated him. As a Dark-Hunter, he had chosen his lovers randomly, knowing he'd never see them again.
For centuries, he'd contented himself with one-night stands. With wanton women who wanted nothing more from him than the few hours of pleasure he could give them.
He had met them all in the dark of night.
Never in the light of day.
After minimal conversation to placate them, he had screwed them wildly, and in the end, they had gone their separate ways. Most of the time, he hadn't even bothered asking their names.

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But in the hack of his mind, he knew something was dilTcreiit today.
Something was different about Sunshine.
He couldn't count how many centuries had passed since he had last shared a real laugh with a lover.
And this woman made him laugh. She made him crazy.
Best of all, she made him burn.
Sunshine had stumbled into his world and turned it upside down. She'd touched the emotions he'd buried long ago. Made him feel strangely alive again, which for a man who had died fifteen hundred years ago was quite a feat.
She gave him feelings he didn't understand. He felt like a kid on Christmas morning, overloaded with sights and smells. His senses were overwhelming him with need.
With desire for her.
Licking his lips in anticipation, he ran his hand over her silken thigh, up to her hips. This woman had the finest ass he'd ever caressed. He pushed her dress up to her waist while she locked her ankles behind his back.
His head spun at the feel of her wrapped around him like this. The heat of her inner thighs burned his waist as he felt her wetness against his stomach.
Returning to her lips, he carried her to the bed and laid her down on the mattress. Without breaking his hold, he lay down on top of her and kissed her fully, deeply, as he ground his swollen groin against the part of her he couldn't wait to bury himself into. He sampled the warmth of her mouth and listened to her moans of pleasure.
Closing his eyes, he inhaled her unique scent and let it wash over him.
Sunshine wanted to weep at how good he felt on top of her. The leather of his pants caressed her intimately as his lips tormented hers. His braids tickled her neck with every movement he made. And his hands felt wickedly wonderful as he ran them over her body, seeking out every part of her.
She almost whimpered in protest when he moved away.
He pulled her dress from her and tossed it to the floor.