How about something from INSATIABLE today?
Desire is the most dangerous sensation of all
With tensions between the Federation and Imperial Verses rising, one woman may hold the key to victory. The dangerous mission to smuggle her out of Imperial Territory falls to Daniel Haws and his team, the ultra secret Phantom Corps. This elite squad of the Federation Military is the only one trusted and skilled enough to remove her from under the watchful eye of her father, the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Verses.
Carina is used to wearing a mask. Her father and his men think her little more than a pretty prize to be won by a man more ruthless than the rest. When he announces his intention to marry her to one of his henchmen, a man known for his cruelty, Carina knows she has to move as soon as possible to get out. But getting secret information to the Federation has served her well for years and she appeals to them for help.
She expected rescue from a man who’d been her enemy. But she wasn’t prepared for just how intense her attraction to Daniel Haws would be. Born as adversaries into different ranks, and on the run for their lives, they now need each other to survive by holding on to the only thing they have in common: a growing desire that is dangerous, irresistible, and insatiable…
Phantom Corps: INSATIABLE by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2010, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, The Berkley Publishing Group
The result left gooseflesh, a tangle of taboo, of desire, of satiation, she tasted herself, but it was on him, so it was more.
“Am I ready now? For the fucking part?” she asked, eyes still closed as she drew lazy circles on his forearm.
“Already? Did I misjudge your reaction when I ate your pussy?”
“Oh, that’s a term I’m not sure how I feel about. On one hand, it’s spectacularly dirty, and with you, dirty makes me feel all tingly and warm.”
He laughed, kissing her chin.
“On the other hand, it seems vulgar. Which is probably why it sounds so dirty, which is why I like it, so never mind. I’m all right with it. Really all right with it. It might be my favorite thing ever.”
His grin was something she hadn’t seen from him yet, something she’d never seen directed at her, ever. The smug male grin, the one that says he knows what he’s done, and he likes that it’s made you all silly.
“We should wait.”
She sighed at his half-hearted attempts to protect her virtue. This called for action on her part. Reaching down, she grabbed his cock. Cock. She liked the word; it made sense, she thought as she grasped it, hard, feral, proud. His pulse beat against her palm, the way he totally gave up arguing with her once she’d slid her fist down over him.
“I’ve seen this. Not your cock, um.” She panicked as she remembered she had seen his cock when she’d watched him masturbate
several days before.
He opened his eyes, knowing she was hiding something. His muscles coiled, and it made her sort of dizzy. This was totally how women became addled with men. She got it now, but the trap was sprung! Even knowing this, even knowing utterly silly things like muscles made her loopy and giggly, she couldn’t bear the idea of not having him make her feel that way.
“You’ve seen what?” The voice was indolent, but she heard the steel beneath.
“You’re very bossy.”
One eyebrow rose imperiously. “I’m bossy? You’re ordering me to fuck you. Who’s bossy?”
She couldn’t hide a grin. “I never denied I was bossy, and you will fuck me, Daniel Haws. I demand it, and you’re just a . . . a tease if you don’t.”
“Indignation suits you,” he murmured, stroking the backs of his fingers down her body, over each nipple until she forgot what she’d been talking about. Until he reminded her. “You’ve seen what? A cock in your hand? My cock?”
She huffed. “I’ve watched. I know I shouldn’t have. I watched a couple out in the courtyard. They didn’t see me. She”—Carina pumped her fist up and down his cock, startled when he groaned so very loud—“she did that.”
“Do you want to know the jargon for that?” He adjusted her grip a little, showed her a pace and it warmed her, made her want him even more. But most of all, she wanted to show him pleasure.
“It’s called a hand job. Men can give them to women, too. My sister is the kind of woman who—just a tiny bit slower, yes, that’s very good—my sister likes to know things, always reading, always studying. She told me once that the term came from Earth. Funny the things that survive.”
She liked that he shared that bit of his life with her. It meant he trusted her.
“Have you watched a lot?” His voice had deepened somehow. The strain was evident.
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