Ilona Andrews Quote

We lunged for each other at the same time and collided, crazy with need and starving for a taste. Warnings and alarms wailed in my mind, but I shut them down. Screw it. I wanted him.He found my mouth. The thrust of his tongue against mine made my head spin. He tasted like heaven. I kissed him back, nipping, licking, melting against him. It felt so good . . . His lips traced a fiery line from my mouth to the corner of my jaw and down my neck. My whole body sang in warm liquid triumph. His voice was a ragged whisper in my ear. Only if you want to . . . Say no, and I’ll stop.No, I whispered to see if he would do it.Curran pulled back. His eyes were pure need, raw and barely under control. He swallowed. Okay.It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I reached for him and slid my hand up his chest, feeling the taut muscle.He caught my hand and kissed my palm gently. Heated, tightly controlled want shone in his eyes. I pulled my fingers free, pushed from the wall, and kissed his throat just under the jaw. This was bliss. There was no hope for me.He growled, closing his eyes. What are you doing?Pulling on Death’s whiskers, I murmured, letting my tongue play over his skin, rough with stubble. He smelled divine, clean and male. My hands slid up his biceps. His muscles tensed under the light pressure of my fingers. He was trying very, very hard to stand still and I almost laughed. All those times when he’d called me baby . . . Revenge was sweet.Is that a yes or a no? he asked.I slid against him and nipped his bottom lip.I’ll take it as a yes. The steel muscles of his arms flexed under my hands. He grabbed me, hoisted me up onto him, and kissed me, thrusting into my mouth with his tongue in a hot, slick rhythm, greedy and eager. I threw my arms around his neck. His right hand grasped my hair, his left cupped my butt and pushed me closer against him, his erection a hard, hot length across my lap. Finally—Let me in, Derek growled at the door.The guard said something. Curran’s hand found my breast and caressed the nipple, sending an electric shock through my skin, threatening to melt me . . .Yes, Derek snarled. I’m a member of the damn team. Ask them.Curran, I whispered. Curran!He snarled and kept going. The door swung open.I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged.