Title: Metamorphosis (Book #1)
Author: Erin Noelle
Genre: Contemporary Romance/
Young Adult

“You are breathtakingly beautiful, incredibly talented, obviously intelligent, and when I look into your eyes I see the most pure, untainted soul of anyone I have ever met. Your innocence and inexperience only increases your sexiness and sensuality. You, Scarlett Alexandria MacGregor, truly are an enigma.’”

The thumb that had been caressing my cheek moved to my bottom lip and I instinctively opened my mouth. I flicked my tongue over the tip of his thumb, tasting his sweet flesh, before drawing it into my mouth and sucking on it. Ash inhaled deeply and his eyes darkened to a stormy blue. He broke our stare and shifted his desire-filled gaze to my mouth, watching me provocatively play with his thumb ~ licking, sucking, biting.

“So soft, so sweet. My little butterfly. My beautiful Psyche.” Ash murmured as he nuzzled his face in the nape of my neck. I had found heaven. I didn’t really know what he was talking about or what he had called me, but nothing could ruin my perfect night. That was the last thought I remembered having before I drifted into a blissful sleep.”

Once we were comfortably settled with our drinks and before saying another word, Mason grabbed both sides of my face in his hands, looked into my eyes, and pulled my mouth to his. The kiss was much softer and gentler than I had expected. His lips felt like silk up against mine and his tongue teased ever so lightly as he traced my lips, requesting entrance to my mouth. I involuntarily groaned and my lips parted allowing him easy access to my complete seduction. I could feel the metal ring on his bottom lip pressed against mine and I couldn’t help but run my tongue over it. The guy oozed with pure, unadulterated sex. I was so out of my league.

I wasn’t quite sure what it was that Mason evoked in me, but I yearned for both his touch and to touch him like I didn’t think was possible. It was like my body was hungry for his, starving actually. Finally, I understood the draw towards the bad-boy image that so many girls and women could not resist. If I was Mason’s angel, he was my perfect devil.

He started laughing and shook his head. “You continue to surprise me, angel. Vibrators and trashy novels. I’m speechless.” He bent his head down and kissed my stomach, right below my belly button, and the electric charge that surged through my body triggered me to lift my hips and rub against him. He smiled, “Slow down angel, I want to take care of you. This is how I should have thanked you on Friday.” He kissed my stomach again, the second kiss a bit lower than the first. I had to physically force myself not to lift my hips again. “You just need to relax and enjoy. Let me show you how much I appreciate getting to be the first to do this.” Mason placed one last kiss on my lower abdomen before hooking his fingers onto each side of my panties and pulled them down.

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