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“Are you with me?” he asked, pulling out of her and running his hands up and down her smooth thighs.
“I’m here, yes,” she returned, her voice steady.
“Good.” Getting to his feet, he yanked his jeans up then bent to lift her over his shoulder, swatting her upturned butt as he strode toward the hallway. “We’re going to get more comfortable for round two.”
Chapter Seven
One minute, Nicole’sattention was centered on the burning spot from Slade’s butt whack, and the next on the soft mattress under her and his hands divesting her of her clothes. As eager as he to indulge in another go-around, she helped by toeing off her shoes and kicking her jeans off her feet. They stripped each other of their shirts, the tickle of his chest hair as he lowered himself, urging her to latch on for another wild ride. Panting, she searched for his mouth in the dark, chuckled at his low curses as she palmed his taut buttocks, and bowed her back with a gasp when he bit into a nipple. Instead of turning down the heat, the slight sting had the opposite effect, taking her from hot to feverish. She would analyze the oddity of that later, she decided when he grabbed her arms and lifted them above her with one of his unexplained commands.
“Hold on and don’t let go.”
“Why?” she muttered, wrapping her fingers around what felt like brass posts on a headboard.
Instead of answering, Slade ran his hands down her body, rotating his palms over her nipples before gliding down her sides and legs, his broad shoulders parting her bent knees wider. A low moan escaped with the scrape of his bristled jaw along the tender skin of her inner thigh. Nicole loved the dark that offered her the freedom to relish this temporary escape from reality. If it weren’t for his bossiness and deep, distinctive voice, she could pretend she was with someone else, even if she couldn’t deny the rough-around-the-edges cowboy did it for her at this moment.
Slade dug his fingers into the fleshy side of her hips and took a slow lick between her pussy lips, the soft touch igniting another firestorm of pleasure. She cried out as he tugged on her clit and sucked hard on the tender nub, her sheath spasming around the finger he added. Breathing heavy from her unexpected, rapid response, Nicole dropped her arms to grip his shoulders, needing the anchorage against the rising tide of hot, convulsive pleasure. The bulging muscles under his smooth skin were hard to hold onto, even more so when he pulled his mouth off her needy flesh way too soon.
Before she could complain, he pinched her leg, stating calmly, “Put your hands back.”
“You just don’t quit, do you?”
“Do you want me to?”
He would have to wait until she was ready to beg to ask that. “Damn, you’re annoying. No, I don’t want you to.”
She wouldn’t put it past him to be able to see in the dark if she tried to fool him and grabbed hold of the bars again. Her second orgasm of the night made the concession well worth putting herself in his hands for a few minutes. Those minutes stretched into at least thirty as he didn’t bother pausing after she splintered apart under his mouth to surge over her and inside her again. Nicole strained against his heaving body, glorying in the extended oblivion and record-breaking third climax that drained her of energy but left her sated beyond measure.
Laughter and car doors shutting roused her a short time later, and Nicole jerked upright, the hallway light now shining into the room, revealing she was alone. The furnishings were scant, just the bed, an oversized stuffed chair, and an end table holding a lamp. Figuring Slade might be in the restroom, she chose the coward’s way out and dressed in a hurry despite the tremors still coursing through her body and weak limbs. She heard water running behind the closed restroom door as she rushed by, but the odd contraptions along the wall in the main room halted her headlong dash to make a hasty exit.
Unable to resist, Nicole walked closer, her heart beating double-time imagining Slade tormenting someone he’d bound on a padded bench or secured on the dangling chains. She’d never harbored much curiosity about what went on in Chicago’s kink clubs, not even after meeting someone in college who was a member. Now she couldn’t keep from picturing herself lying naked on the bench in front of her, gazing up at Slade’s sun-kissed face, ready and willing for him to do anything he desired as long as it led to the sweet oblivion she’d experienced earlier.
“If you’re shocked, it’s your own fault.”
She snatched her hand off the bench, refusing to blush as she turned to see him striding toward her shirtless and barefoot, the awesome eagle tattoo spread over one shoulder and upper arm drawing her eyes.That is so...sexy.In the dark, she hadn’t been able to make out much more than his large shape above her, feel anything except his flexing muscles as he drove into her, and heard nothing except his heavy grunts in her ear. Her vaginal muscles clenched to block the ache for another tangle in the sheets worming its way through her body, and she fought to stay put.
He halted close enough her nose almost touched his chest, and Nicole gripped her purse strap tighter, managing to resist the temptation to bridge that small gap. Proud of herself, she forced a smile. “Not shocked, curious. You’ve demonstrated your penchant for control tonight.”
