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His hands came down and settled on her hips, his eyes searching hers, though she wasn’t sure what for. “Then stay and let me make you feel good. Stay, and I will do dirty, filthy things to you that will make you forget your own name and make you delirious with ecstasy.”
She laughed softly as he pleaded his case, even though she’d already decided earlier that she wasn’t going anywhere. Hunter was one of the few good things in her life right now and she wanted, needed, him, and this. “You sound so sure of yourself, Mr. Wilder.”
“Satisfaction guaranteed, beautiful girl,” he murmured confidently as he dropped a soft, almost sweet kiss on her lips. “You should know that by now.”
Oh, she most definitely did know that, and she said what she knew he was waiting to hear. “Okay then, I’m all yours for the night.”
“Yes, you are mine.”
The words came out on a possessive growl that thrilled her, despite knowing she’d only belong to him for a few hours. But oh, what glorious hours they’d be.
Releasing her, he pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside, and she drank in the breathtaking view of his toned, muscular chest as he removed his socks and shoes but left his trousers on for now. Then, he strolled around the coffee table and sat down in one of the oversized armchairs in the living room. He didn’t waste time getting down to the business of fulfilling his earlier promise.
“Come here,” he ordered her.
God, the authoritative tone of his voice seemed to pull on invisible strings inside of her—the ones that made her body respond so willingly to anything he asked for. She walked to him and situated herself in front of the chair he was sitting in. He spread his legs, widening the space in between and also drawing her gaze to the outline of his sizeable cock in his pants. “Come closer, Elle.”
She stepped forward, until her knees touched the edge of the chair between his thighs, her body already filling with anticipation, even though she was still fully dressed. It didn’t matter what he intended to do to her, because she trusted him and she knew she’d love it.
He leaned forward, settled his big, warm hands on the backs of her calves, and glanced up at her face. “Open your blouse and pull down the front of your bra so I can see your breasts.”
She bit her bottom lip, thinking of the pretty lingerie he’d peeled off her the night of the ball, compared to her normal, everyday, basic underthings. Though at least today she’d coordinated with a pink cotton bra and matching panties. “I’m sorry to disappoint you,” she said as she began unfastening the buttons down the front of her blouse. “But you’re not going to find sexy silk and lace beneath this suit.” Which was what he was probably used to with the women he slept with.
His fingers trailed upward and stopped to lightly caress the backs of her knees in a very sensitive, arousing area while his gaze dropped to where her top was gradually separating, revealing her plain pink, no-frills bra.
“Sweetheart, the only thing I’m interested in finding beneath your clothes is your soft, warm, naked body,” he murmured in a husky voice that sent shivers of delight down her spine, while his palms slid under her skirt and lazily swept up the backs of her thighs toward her ass. “Your gorgeous tits and perky nipples I’m going to lick and suck and bite until they’re nice and sore. Your enticing curves that fit against my body so perfectly when I’m fucking you. And that sweet, slick spot between your legs that I can’t wait to sink deep inside of so I can feel your pussy spasm around my dick as you come . . . after a bit of that dirty, filthy foreplay I promised you, of course.”
His obscene words made her skin flush and heightened her need for him and everything he’d just laid out in detail. With her blouse completely open, she pulled down the unpadded cups until the material rolled beneath her breasts and she was bared to his satisfied gaze. He licked his lips, and her nipples immediately furled into tight little knots beneath his heated stare.
His fingers found the waistband of her panties, and he tugged them down and let the material fall to the floor around her ankles. When she started to step out of them, he stopped her.
“Leave them right where they are for now,” he said sternly, and leaned just far enough back in his chair so that he could sweep his gaze from her breasts all the way down to that bit of cotton material tangled around her feet. “Seeing you like this, indecently half-dressed and so willing to be my personal plaything, is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
One of his hands returned to the inside of her knee, disappearing beneath the hem of her skirt as his palm drifted up along her quivering inner thigh. She looked down and watched, and felt, his fingers caress their way toward her aching, pulsing sex, her impatience and need growing the closer he came to touching her there.
All it took was one illicit stroke of his thumb along the seam of her slick flesh for her entire body to jolt, and she was shocked at how responsive she already was. An inarticulate sound slipped past her lips as he grazed her incredibly sensitive clit. Her legs trembled, and her hands went to his bare shoulders because she suddenly, desperately needed something to hold on to.
“Jesus,” he muttered, his voice sounding like gravel. “Your pussy is soaked. You’re already close to coming, aren’t you, dirty girl?”
All she could manage was a whimper and a nod, then a long, low moan when he leaned forward and latched his mouth onto a nipple and pulled hard, then dragged his teeth across the tender nub until the sting of pain had her gasping. He wasn’t gentle as he worked two fingers deep into her channel and fucked her with them, adding to the chaos of need and lust and desire swirling inside of her.
She started to pant, and her nails dug into his shoulders for support, while her hips moved in time with the long, steady thrusts of his fingers and the pressure and friction of his thumb rubbing her clit. The tsunami of pleasure gathering inside of her was huge. Monumental. She arched her back, deliberately and brazenly pushing her breast more fully into his mouth. He opened wide and sucked and swirled his tongue over and around her taut nipple, and biting it as well, until she was begging him for relief.
His fingers twisted inside her, hooking upward and reaching a sensitive spot in her channel that she never knew existed before, but all it took was a few strokes along those inner walls and she was dissolving. Disintegrating. Coming apart as explosions of sensations seemed to detonate through her body and ripped a cry from her throat as she came long and hard.
She sagged against him, her legs threatening to give out on her, and in a fog of post-orgasmic bliss, she felt him maneuver her so that she was sitting sideways on his lap. She opened her eyes to see him sucking her juices off the fingers he’d just withdrawn from her body.
His eyes were searingly hot on hers as his tongue dipped and licked between those two fingers in a suggestive manner, and it was so wildly filthy, but him unabashedly lapping up the taste of her was also one of the hottest, most sexually explicit things she’d ever seen.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growled, then without warning, he pushed his hand into her hair, pulled her mouth to his, and kissed her hard and deep.
His lips parted hers and his tongue invaded so thoroughly, the scent and flavor of her orgasm infused her senses. Kissing him like this, just for the sole purpose of making her taste what he’d already savored, was so incredibly raunchy, too, but it turned her on all over again.
When he finally ended the kiss, his fingers loosened in her hair and his gaze searched her face. “Are you okay after all that? I know it was kind of rough and intense.”
She wasn’t about to complain about the phenomenal orgasm he’d given her and gave him a reassuring smile. “I’m fine, but judging by that steel rod in your pants, you’re not okay.” Then a disappointing thought occurred to her. “We’re not done, are we?”
He laughed, the deep, rumbling sound rising up from his chest. “Such a greedy girl. Trust me, we’re not finished yet. Before I fuck you, I want to feel your mouth around my cock. Every night, for the past few weeks since you disappeared on me, I’ve fantasized about you being on your knees in front of me, sucking me off, while I’m in complete control.”
