The intensity in his eyes made her heart pound hard and fast. She’d wanted to have sex with him the minute she’d laid eyes on him. How could she not?
He was smokin’ hot… and all hers. All night long.
Joaquin
Rebel wasfurious with himself for risking Brit’s safety. Flat-out furious.
Over the next few hours, he’d make it up to her by having her writhe with pleasure from all the dirty things he would do to her.
She aimed one long, sultry look at him. “Strip slowly. I don’t want to rush the show.”
“We take too long, darlin’, we’re gonna have an audience.”
Her throaty moan made his balls ache. “So naughty,” she murmured. “I love it.”
Off came his sport coat. He toed off his shoe boots, unzipped his black pants. As he slid them off, she whistled. When he unfastened the buttons on his shirt, she sashayed close.
Sliding her hands inside his unbuttoned shirt, she palmed his pecs. With a playful gleam in her eyes, she kissed his chest before removing his shirt and giving him a very thorough once-over.
“You’re perfect,” she murmured. Then, she walked around him, trailing her fingernails across his back, up over his shoulder, and down his chest.
Everywhere she touched, torrents of energy sparked through him. He was on fire, desire burned deep inside. She wasn’t just beautiful, she was daring and uninhibited too.
She stroked his hard shaft over his boxer briefs, running her finger pads over the tip of his cock.
Groaning through the pleasure, he captured her face in his hands and peered into her eyes. His gaze floated over her face. Large eyes dark with lust, a pencil-thin nose, and full, supple lips.
“Fuck me,” she commanded, her raspy voice turning him harder still.
Kissing her shoulder, he unhooked her bra, tugged off the lace garment. Her beautiful tits and erect nipples sent another hit of desire careening through him.
“Now, look who’s perfect,” he murmured.
“Suck them.”
He teased her hardened nib with his thumb. Back and forth while she shuddered in a breath. Dipping down, he took the other in his mouth and sucked. Streams of desire pounded through him while she sunk her fingers into his hair.
“Yessss,” she hissed. “Bite me.”
One nip of her tender flesh elicited a gritty groan. His licked her nipple, then returned to her mouth. Their explosive kiss had her grinding against him, their tongues stroking, their moans filling his ears with her guttural sounds. When he raked her tongue with his teeth, her knees went weak.
“Ohgod, what was that?” she bleated. “That felt incredible.”
“That’s me taking good care of you, darlin’,” he ground out.
Kneeling at her feet, he stared into her half-hooded eyes while the air turned frenetic. As he tugged off her thong, he pressed his face to her sex and breathed deep.
“Your pussy smells good.”
His voice had dropped to a growl, his raging cock was throbbing so fucking hard, he couldn’t think. All he could do was feel everything Brit.
He slid two fingers between her fleshy folds, slipping inside her soaked pussy.
“I can’t stand,” she murmured. “I’m shaking too much.”
With his gaze cemented on hers, he rose and slipped his pussy-drenched fingers into his mouth.
Her half-hooded eyes flared wide, while trembling fingers gripped his shoulders. “Ohgod, you’re so sexy.”
