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I shuddered, my breathing getting faster, the unfulfilled ache between my thighs acute. I wanted to come but suddenly I didn’t want to make myself do it. I wanted him to do it for me.
And he must have known that, must have read it in my gaze, because he took my hand from his mouth and placed it down on one of the armrests. ‘Hold on,’ he ordered. ‘Don’t let go.’
Excitement wound through me and part of me wanted to argue with him. But I wanted his touch more, so I obeyed, shivering as he did the same with my other hand, before holding both hands down by covering them with his own. Then he gave me one blazing glance, before he leaned forward and buried his head between my spread thighs.
Fire burst along every nerve ending I had.
I arched in the seat, crying out as he pushed his tongue into me, a hard thrust that nearly tipped me over the edge. But not quite. I groaned, shivering all over, the pleasure of it indescribable.
I’d never had a man do this to me, had never felt the rough prickle of his stubble against my inner thighs, or the pressure of his tongue in my pussy. It was incredible, the pleasure almost painful in its intensity.
Then he pulled back, his tongue beginning to explore me, licking me with broad, flat strokes, before finding my clit and teasing.
He seemed to know exactly how far to push without giving me exactly what I wanted, stopping before I fell over the edge, pushing me every bit as badly as I’d pushed him.
It was payback, I got that. But it was the kind of payback I was more than happy with. Well, if I hadn’t been so impatient, that was.
‘Please...’ I gasped as he flicked my clit with his tongue. ‘Oh, Mr Evans, please...’
His voice was a low vibration against my inner thigh. ‘Ash, pretty thing. You’re going to have to start calling me Ash, because no one calls their boyfriend Mr.’ A blaze of blue met mine. ‘Unless it’s in bed.’
Through the haze of pleasure, I understood. Just. ‘A-Ash,’ I managed, trying it out as I squirmed and shifted beneath the pressure of his tongue. ‘Please...’ I tried to lift my hands but he was holding them down and didn’t let me.
‘Please what? You have to tell me what you want.’
‘Please make me come. Oh, please...’
He didn’t reply, merely turned his attention back between my thighs, covering my pussy with his mouth. Then he went to work on my clit, teasing and licking, nipping too, just a little, the pain slight and yet so sweet I couldn’t stop the cry of pleasure it dragged from me.
And then one more flick of his tongue and I was gone, bucking in my seat, arching and shifting as the pleasure rocketed through me, turning me into a human firework, bursting me into flames right where I sat.
I didn’t know how long it was before I came down from the high, my body pulsing, my heartbeat roaring in my ears, my breathing wild.
But then his hands were on me and I was being gathered up from the seat and into his arms, taken over to the low couch on the opposite side of the cabin. He bent and laid me carefully down onto it before putting one hand on either side of my head and leaning over me, staring down into my eyes. The expression on his face stole my breath, the hunger for me burning bright in his gaze.
Yes, I’d pushed him. I’d pushed him right to the edge and over it. He’d broken. He’d touched me and I couldn’t help feeling as if, somehow, I’d won this round.
It made me want to test him again.
‘I want you,’ he said roughly, without any preliminaries. ‘In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to fuck anyone as badly as I want to fuck you right now. But this is about you, not me. Your pleasure, not mine. So if you don’t want—’
I reached up and put a finger across his hard mouth, silencing him. Then I said huskily, ‘Fuck me, Mr Evans.’
Wildfire blazed in his eyes and for a second I thought he was going to take me there and then. But he pushed himself away and straightened to his full height. Then he began to get rid of his clothing, watching me all the while, stripping his T-shirt off and dropping it to the floor, his hand dropping to the buttons of his jeans.
I couldn’t drag my gaze from him, running over the wide, powerful planes of his bare chest, the hard, cut muscle of his abs, the flex and release of his biceps as he undid his jeans.
He was a beautiful man and I couldn’t stop looking as he took his time undoing his fly, teasing me as I’d teased him.
‘This is payback, right?’ I asked thickly as he shoved his jeans down and off.
‘It might be.’ He straightened, naked now and totally magnificent, the whole cabin full of his fierce hunger and electrical presence.
My mouth dried as I looked down his brutally powerful body to where his cock stood out, hard and huge, curving up to his corrugated stomach. I pushed myself up, my hands itching to touch him, but he must have known what I wanted because he gave one firm shake of his head. ‘Just lie there, pretty thing. No touching me quite yet, not if you want my cock.’ He bent to get his wallet out of his jeans, extracting a condom before tossing everything back down on the floor. Then he ripped open the packet with his teeth and rolled down the latex with a couple of powerful, efficient movements, before coming over to where I lay on the couch.
I was panting now, the ache between my thighs building once more, desperate to touch him, to feel him against me. I spread my legs as he got onto the couch, reaching up to him as he positioned himself over me, my hands sliding over the smooth skin of his powerful shoulders.
God, he was amazing. All that strength leashed and contained for me. All of that pleasure for me, too.
