Whispers in the Dark - Maya Banks [75]
Her mouth found his. Hot. Wanton. Swollen. Their tongues tangled. Breathless. Her taste on his tongue. And then she was gone again, sliding down his body with tantalizing slowness as she licked her way over his chest, to the sensitive flesh of his belly and lower.
The little vixen sank her teeth into the inside of his thigh and he damn near came on the spot. He was breathing so hard that he was starting to see spots dance in his vision and his lungs felt like someone was squeezing them with both fists.
His balls ached. His dick was screaming for mercy and twitching uncontrollably. He’d never been so hard in his life.
And then she pressed the tip of her tongue to the base of his cock, just above his sac, where the thick vein began its upward trek up the tender, supersensitive back of his erection.
Slowly she slid her tongue upward, taking her time as she teased and nibbled ever so lightly. By the time she made it to the tip, he’d lost any vestige of control he thought he had.
The first spurt of semen shot onto her cheek, and he groaned partly in dismay, partly in pleasure. He was too far gone. He couldn’t stop the inevitable.
Undaunted, she closed her mouth over him and sucked him deep as he continued to come in hard, rapid, seemingly never-ending streams.
He dragged his fingers through her hair, stroking, holding her, pulling at her. His movements were frantic and unschooled. It shamed him that he had so little control and no finesse where she was concerned. And yet nothing in her demeanor suggested that she was in any way disappointed.
She stroked him lovingly with her mouth and her hands. She touched him with gentleness that he felt in the deepest parts of his heart.
After a moment, she laid her cheek over the top of his thigh and continued to work him down from his orgasm with her hand.
“Shea, I’m so damn sorry,” he said when he finally got control of his tongue.
She raised her head, her brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you apologizing for?”
His cheeks heated and he prayed she couldn’t see him actually blushing. “I think that might give new meaning to the word premature.”
She smiled then, dazzling him, warming him like a ray of sunshine. She crawled up his body and snuggled into the crook of his arm. She laid her head on his chest and rubbed her hand up and down his side.
“Tonight was all for you, Nathan. I love that you want me so much. That I can drive you crazy. I wanted it to last but only because I wanted to give you more pleasure. You didn’t disappoint me and you have no reason to be embarrassed.”
He pulled her up and rolled until they faced each other. “You did give me pleasure. So much that I can’t even feel my feet. ‘Thank you’ sounds so lame. I don’t even have the words to tell you what you mean to me.”
She smiled again, this time a shy, adorable smile as she ducked her head self-consciously. It delighted him that she could be so bold and wanton one minute and adorably shy the next.
He leaned in to kiss her because he couldn’t stand not to. Just as their lips met, a knock sounded at the door.
CHAPTER 24
SHEA stiffened, her eyes growing wide with apprehension. Nathan scrambled out of bed and motioned her toward the bathroom as he yanked his clothing on.
“Get the pistol. Then go into the bathroom and get dressed. Hurry. Don’t come out until I tell you. Understand? And if anyone but me comes through that door, you shoot.”
She nodded and quickly did as he directed.
He grabbed one of the rifles, made sure the other was within easy reach, and then he eased over to the door. There was no way to know who was out there. It might just be the manager. But Nathan wasn’t taking any chances.
Jamming the rifle to his shoulder, he threw open the door and to his shock came face-to-face with Donovan. And he didn’t look pleased to be greeted with the barrel of a rifle.
Nathan eased the rifle down, even more