“Trace,” she pants, clinging tighter as she tosses her head back.

It’s an offering. She’s inviting me to put my lips on her skin and taste her. She’s being vulnerable to me, giving herself to me.

No way I’m refusing that.

I wrap one hand around her nape again and squeeze, compelling her to tilt her head back. Yes… Now, she’s utterly mine, and I drag my lips up her soft, so-pale throat, skating my way across her jaw as I work my fingers into her long tresses and slowly close my fist, then tug her in exactly where I want her. As she gasps and her eyes flare wide with surprise, I swallow the sound with a growl and my kiss.

Then I consume her.

I work her lips open until she can’t possibly part wider, then I barge in, leaving her no defense against my onslaught.

Yes, I’m being ruthless. I can’t seem to stop myself. Whatever hesitations she has, I want them gone. Whatever barriers or protections she might have erected against men in general or me specifically, those need to go, too. I want to leave no part of her untouched by my hands, my mouth, my passion. I want to delve into her, drown inside her.

I’ve lost my fucking mind. But it feels too good to care, much less stop.

Masey arches, crushing her breasts against me as she whimpers into my kiss. She clings, her fingers latching on to my shoulders like a growing vine spreading across a fence and claiming its territory. I’m all too happy to be hers.

She’s too tempting not to tease, so with a last brush of my lips over hers, I pull back. She moans and lunges for me like I’m her air and she won’t be able to breathe without me. Her lips part, seeking mine in an insistent rush. I catch her chin in my grip, denying her another kiss while I study her dilated eyes and flushed cheeks. So female. So sensual.

I swipe my thumb across her bottom lip and draw it down, then begin dipping my head to her slowly. Her audible breaths fill the air between us as I cover her mouth and dive deep. When I drag my tongue against hers, the kiss turns wilder, more fiery than the last. So fucking hot I think I’m going to melt.

Jesus, this is insane.

With a shudder, she grips at my short hair and rubs her breasts against me like she needs relief only I can give her and rocks against my desperate cock, silently pleading.

I eat at her until I can’t think straight. Until I can barely breathe. It’s all I can do not to lower her to the floor, shove our clothes aside, forget the fact there’s a bed somewhere in this villa, and fuck her blind. But I promised her way more than a hot quickie. I promised her everything.

Time to get my head on straight and deliver.

Reluctantly, I pull my mouth free, tightening my fist in her hair to prevent her from suckering me in with another one of her kisses I find so damn hard to resist. “Bedroom?”

5 Stars! “This was a sublimely perfect read for me. It checked every single box for the magical memorability that has become the hallmark of this wonderful series. Brava!” – USA Today Bestselling author Angel Payne

5 Stars! “HAVE MERCY that was HOT *fans self* with a huge side of heart!! Perfection!” – Goodreads Reviewer

5 Stars! “Another awesome read in a wonderful series.” – Goodreads Reviewer

Absolutely recommend! “Shayla Black delivers a true and honest love story.” – Goodreads Reviewer

5 Stars! “A sweet story with fun banter and real life love.” Wicked Reads

5 Stars! “Ooooooooh…dirty, dirty, dirty, but also filled with lots of heart.” Kay Daniels Romance

5 Stars! “More Than Dare You was everything I love in a romance novel and more.” – Goodreads Reviewer

5 Stars! “A perfect summer read. A read in sitting book, unputdownable.” – Goodreads Reviewer

5 Stars! “More than Dare You…was every bit of a sexy can’t put this book down page turner I wanted it to be.” – Reading in the Red Room