Page 7 of His Toughest Case

I press my mouth to hers, seizing her lips in a hard, almost punishing kiss. Her lips remain unmoving beneath mine, her body frozen in shock. I wrap an arm around her waist and jerk her body roughly against me, then pull back with a cruel smirk at her dazed face.

“I'll hurt you, baby girl,” I say, keeping my voice deliberately cold. “Can't you see that?”

“You won't,” she says, shocking me with the conviction in her words.

“And how're you so sure, love? I've dreamt of doing nasty things to you, plunging into you over and over again until my name becomes your very breath. I want to fuck you out of senses... butthat's it. I'm not sure what I want beyond that… Don’t you get it now?”

“I want you too, Curt,” she says, holding my gaze despite the furious blush spreading across her face. “I've wanted you for a long time. It doesn't matter what happens after… I'll never regret it.”

I don't know if it's the way she said my name or the staggering desire in her beautiful brown eyes, but I suddenly find myself leaning in against my better judgment. I kiss her again, this time more gently. She sighs softly, her body melting against mine as she wraps her arms around my neck. Her body feels warm and soft against mine, her sweet, flowery scent crowding my senses. I press her even closer to me, wanting more of her… of this unfamiliar, yet invigorating warmth that seems to emanate from her core. I crave it all.

I lift my mouth off hers to kiss her jaw and down the elegant curve of her neck.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask, my hand hovering above the neckline of her dress.

“Yes, Curt. I want you.”

I cover her left breast with my palm, squeezing gently while I tease her lips with soft kisses. “Can I take off your dress? I need to see all of you.”

She nods shyly, blushing. She sits up and lifts her dress by its hem, over her head, and carefully places it on the arm of the couch. My breath hitches and my mouth suddenly goes dry at the sight of her lacy white bra and matching panties.

“W-what's wrong?” she asks, wrapping her arms around herself. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You're so damn gorgeous, London…”

I kiss her again, gently sliding my tongue into the heat of her mouth, melding her lips with mine and drowning myself in her sweet little moans. Then I slide my mouth down to her throat, letting my fingers graze the curve of her left breast before squeezing gently.

She moans, arching into my palm as I fondle her breast through the lace. I reach behind her, deftly unhooking her bra to reveal full, perky breasts with the most perfectly rounded nipples.

"Damn," I mutter, reaching out to cover the luscious mounds with both of my hands. They fill my hands, soft yet firm. I squeeze gently, watching her reaction. Her eyes are tightly shut, her expression caught somewhere between nervousness and excitement.

I push her back gently so she's lying on the couch. "How's your ankle, honey? Is it troubling you?"

She shook her head. “It's all better.”

I kiss her again, gently, loving the way she instantly melts into me. The kiss is short, and I chuckle at the little whine of protest that she makes when I pull away, one that quickly turns to a needy moan the moment my mouth descends on her left breast. I swirl my tongue around her hardened nipple with a deep groan, enjoying her little throaty sounds of pleasure. I can feel myself growing harder, my cock pushing against the restraint of my pants.

Ignoring my hard-on, I continue to suck her breast, gently running my thumb over her right nipple, matching the rhythm to the stroke of my tongue. My mouth begins to explore, trailing kisses across her stomach and down to her pelvic area. The scent of her arousal hits my nose. Strong. Intoxicating.

“You're already so wet,” I murmur, staring at the damp spot on her panties.

I bury my nose between her thighs, breathing in her scent, intentionally driving myself over the edge. “I want to taste you so bad,” I growl, lightly scraping my teeth over the lace.

I raise my head to look at her face. She's breathing hard, her lips slightly parted. Her face is flushed, and her dilated brown eyes mirror the overwhelming desire pulsing through my veins at the moment.

“Can I?” I ask, searching her eyes.

I didn't think it was possible for her to grow any redder, but she does, her head bobbing in a shy nod. “Y-yes.” She clears her throat. “Yes, you can.”

My heart starts a low thrum of excitement as I slide the lace panties down her legs. I kiss my way up her creamy thighs until my lips graze her entrance. I swipe my tongue over her pussy lips, humming softly at the delicious taste of her. She lets out a soft cry when I capture her clitoris between my lips.

“Oh…” she mutters breathlessly when I close my mouth over her pussy, sucking greedily. She buries her hands in my hair, grabbing on tightly as she writhes beneath me. I continue my sweet assault on her, teasing and thrusting until her moans become breathless whimpers.

Just when I feel her climax coming on, I slide a finger inside her. I freeze, shocked at the tight resistance that meets my intrusion and the quick realization that follows the moment I see her guilty expression.

I sit up slowly, my stomach tightening with an indecipherable emotion. “You're a virgin.”

Chapter Five

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