No Reservations - Megan Hart [2]
In the dark, in the quiet of the room with the night settled in all around, Kate couldn't help but arch into his mouth. He left hot, wet kisses down her neck and gooseflesh in his wake. Halfheartedly, her hand rested on his shoulder where she'd been ready to shove him back. Instead, she breathed him into her lungs and let him touch her.
Any way he wanted to.
It was always this way with him, had been since the first moment she'd opened her hotel-room door to find him standing there nearly a year before. He touched her like he was meant to. Her body and her heart certainly agreed. Charles Dixon was her favourite addiction, even if he was an arrogant man with an ex-wife who'd ensconced herself downstairs watching Kate's Geny Butler and probably trying to steal him, too.
'Quit it,' she managed to say, the words thick on her tongue as desire bloomed, slow like honey, through her veins. Her nipples hardened, her pussy slickened and readied for him. 'You don't want me to stop.'
She didn't. But damn him, his ex-wife was under the same roofl '/ don't, but Eve does.'
He snorted just before he caught a nipple between his teeth, sending bright shards of pleasure/pain skittering through her. 'I don't care about her. Plus, I hate to break it to you, darling Kate, but she knows I'm having my way with you right now.'
'That is . . . oh, holy Christ, you're not playing fair.' His knuckles brushed against her labia, stroking against the slick knot of her clit.
He laughed, that dark, wicked chuckle as he inched downwards. 'I'm playing the way you like it. Hard, hot and bad. I'm going to eat your pussy until you have to scream into the pillow. And then I'm going to fuck you until every damned spring on this bed squeaks. I will have you, Kate, and then I'll have you again and once more after that.' His tongue swirled decadently around her belly button before he caught the ridge between his teeth briefly.
What could she say to that other than, Yay\ She really should be firm with him but when he did that thing, oh yes, that thing with his tongue, well she wasn't a saint. Plus she sucked at being firm with him. He was bossy and pushy and arrogant when it came to sex and their relationship. Truly it was part of his appeal. Though it did get exhausting sometimes. She'd dated a lot of men but Charles Dixon was a capital-M man and she loved it when he played at pushing her around. As long as he respected her, she sort of liked how he took charge.
He licked through her cunt, savouring her slowly. The palms of his hands held her thighs open wide and down. That bit of restraint flipped her switch.
Her fingers tunnelled through his hair as she urged him closer, needing more and knowing he'd give it to her. He moaned then and it vibrated through her clit, up her spine, lodging in her brain, the sound/sensation fluttering like a moth.
The flat of his tongue slid back and forth over her clit. Until he pulled back. 'Mmm, you taste so fucking good. Now hush, you don't want anyone to hear you. You don't want anyone to know my mouth is on your cunt. To know I'm just about to make you come all over my face.' His voice was a breath of sound she barely heard above the water lapping the lakeshore and the wind blowing through the trees.
Still she heard it and it did her in. Her gasp was involuntary and a shiver roiled through her. 'Get to it already. All talk, you,' she whispered back and he laughed.
He surged up her body, kissing whichever parts of her were within his reach. 'Tough talk for a woman so wet, her thighs are glistening.' He kissed her, owning her mouth, not letting her take refuge but instead making his point. She wanted him and he knew it. He knew just how to get to her, knew her buttons.
Their little game and she loved it as much as he loved him.
'God, what am I going to do with you?' she moaned and he nipped her bottom lip.
'I have many ideas. First of all, stop being so uptight. No one is going to hear us. The girls are watching a movie so loud I can hear it and I don't give a damn if Eve hears. She wasn't invited. Anyway, you're