Molly absently wondered if this was what it felt like to be burned alive.  Every inch of skin that Devil’s mouth touched felt like it had been branded by him...owned by him. His tongue was a heat-seeking missile and her body was its target.

“Devil, yes,” Molly breathed as she rolled her hips and lifted her back from the sofa, thrusting her breasts toward his lips.  “Please,” she begged brokenly, tightening her fingers in his black hair and pulling..

“Please, what, sweetheart?” he mumbled against her collarbone.

Dropping one hand to her heavy breast, she lifted the weight into her palm and offered herself to him.  She saw the hesitation in his clear blue eyes, and she stiffened.  “Don’t you dare choose to get noble now,” she threatened him in a voice gone smoky with desire.

“Molly,” Devil groaned, tightening one large hand around her hip to still her wanton movements.  “It’s not a good idea, sweet.  You’ll hate me in the morning.”

“I’ll hate you right now if you leave me this way,” she replied as his lips hovered just above her dusky nipple.  Just this once she wanted to be bad.  She wanted to take something for herself and feel good while she was doing it. She wanted all the pleasure she knew those beautifully formed lips could offer.  And she wanted it now.  “Suck on them.  Make me feel good, Devil.  Make the ache go away,” she implored, still holding her breast.  “Please!”

Her seductive plea melted whatever resistance he had left.

His head lowered and his tongue licked the tight skin around her nipple before his lips surrounded the peak and suckled gently.  He shifted slowly from one breast to the other, sucking and nibbling, his tongue like velvet as it rasped against the aching flesh.

“Mmmm, yes,” she moaned when his teeth scraped the tip of her nipple, adding just the slightest hint of pain to the almost unbearable pleasure.  Tugging his hair, she softly ordered, “Do that again.”

“What?” he asked huskily, sucking gently on her breast before pulling his head back to blow gently on the wet skin.  “What do you want, baby?” he asked again, nuzzling her firm mounds with his nose as he pressed another kiss just above her heart.

“Your t-teeth,” Molly panted, tangling her legs with his as she arched against him, his mouth.already obediently obliging her request.  His teeth surrounded her left nipple and tugged gently.  The sensation he created with his lips and mouth only heightened the biting pleasure and her core clenched in response.  “Oh, God, yes!” she gasped when his tongue circled the stinging pebble between his lips. 

“You’re so responsive, Molly,” he praised, kissing a path back up her neck to her lips.  “I like it.  I like it a lot,” he whispered before offering her another deep, wet kiss filled with passionate promise.

“More, Devil,” Molly demanded as she tightened her arms around his neck.  “I want more,” she murmured against his mouth. 

“Molly,” Devil whispered gently.  “Honey, you have no idea just how much more I want to give you, but…”

“Nuh uh,” Molly denied, lifting her head to nip his lower lip with her teeth.  “You can’t tease me into a frenzy and leave me this way.  It wouldn’t be the gentlemanly thing to do,” she chided, dragging her lips across his jaw to bite his neck.  “You wouldn’t leave a lady in distress, would you?” she asked against his ear, licking the lobe provocatively as she rubbed her lower body against his.  “I can feel how much you want me.  Don’t ruin the image I have of you and disappoint me now.”

“Molly, I don’t know what you think you know about me…”

“Well, you’re reported to be quite the memorable lover.  My sources tell me that you’ve never left a woman unsatisfied.  Don’t tell me that you’re going to break that record with the woman you say you’re going to marry,” she teased, running her foot up and down his tense calf.

“Molly, sugar, we shouldn’t….”

Molly’s eyes darkened as she stared up at his tense face, her earlier haze suddenly clearing for a scant moment.  Oh, God.  What if she’d made a horrible mistake?  What if he simply wasn’t attracted to her?  Sure, he’d responded when she’d held his dick in her hand and stroked him, but that was a purely physiological response, wasn’t it?  He’d probably have gotten hard with anyone.  “It’s me, isn’t it?” she managed to choke, going rigid in his arms as she struggled to sit up.

“What?” Devil asked, startled by the pain he heard clouding her voice.  “What are you talking about?”

“All those women that you’ve been with…that you’ve satisfied…I’m not like them, am I?  That’s why you’re hesitating.  I’m not hot enough or worldly enough to make you wanna sleep with me, is that it?   It’s why you kissed me like a sister in Nana’s room.  I really was just a convenient woman that you knew would pass your grandmother’s standards.”  Shoving his broad shoulders, she fought tears.  “Get off me!” she ordered harshly, kicking her heels into the sofa as she pushed for leverage.  “Get off me and get out of my house!”

Molly teared up as Devil tightened his grip on her, pinning her to the couch with his hips while he captured her flailing arms and held them above her head.  Even though she squirmed, he held her carefully as though aware his superior strength could hurt her, and that only angered her more.  Why should he be bothered if she strained a muscle trying to wiggle out of his embrace?

“Molly, stop it!” he ordered the struggling woman through clenched teeth.   “I mean it.  Stop and listen to me, damn it,” he urged when she finally subsided and stared at the ceiling above her.  “I want you.  How the fuck can you doubt that?  You can feel how much I want you,” he said softly, dipping his head to speak against her ear as he rolled his hips against hers, letting her feel the extent of her effect on him.  “I’m trying to do the honorable thing here, and you’re wreaking havoc on my nerves, woman,” he admitted huskily, pressing his lips against her damp cheek. 

“Why?” Molly questioned bluntly.  She could feel his eyes on her, studying her, but she refused to look at him.  She couldn’t.  Not yet, anyway.  Her body still throbbed for release, and anger coursed through her, hot and fast..  She just wasn’t sure who she was madder at:  him or herself. 

“Why?” he echoed, his brows drawing together in confusion as he stared down at her.

“Why are you trying to be honorable with me?  Am I really that different from the other women that you’ve paraded through the office over the past year?  I’ve got needs just like they do, Devil.  It’s been two years, for God’s sake!  Two years since I had a really good orgasm that I didn’t have to give myself!  What the hell does a woman have to do to get laid in this city?” she asked sharply, then groaned loudly.  “Why couldn’t you just be a normal guy and take what was offered?  We could both be in Pound Town by now if you’d just cooperated with me,” she complained.”

Yeah, she’d decided.

She was definitely angrier at him. 

If he’d just gone with the flow like any normal guy, she’d be immersed in the Big O by now.  Instead, she lay pinned, half-naked and humiliated, beneath a sexy man who’d suddenly decided to learn how to work his moral freaking compass.  He decided NOW to listen to all those lectures she’d been giving him for the past year? 

She had to have the worst luck with men in the history of the world!

As she felt his shoulders quaking above her, she shifted her gaze back to Devil and decided that she just might commit murder if she ever got the bastard to roll off her.

“I really hope your life insurance is paid up, Devil Delancy, because I’m going to kill you for laughing at me right now!” Molly shrieked as she began to twist beneath him again.