Page 8 of Captured Desire


Font Size:  

God, he tasted so good. Any resistance faded and I melted as his hands gripped my waist and bent me back. His hot tongue brushed mine, his mouth coaxing my lips apart. Fireworks went off in my brain. Warmth centered in my lower belly slid down my thighs and curled my toes.

He pulled back, eyes glittering. His chest heaved.

“Fuck,” he breathed.

I nodded, mouth dry. I’d been kissed before, but not like this. That was breathtaking, worth any guilt or shame.

How much better would his mouth feel on my pussy?

“You’re really good at that,” I breathed.

His smile flashed. “So are you.”

I couldn’t break the moment. Our eyes were locked. Our hearts pattered—I swore I saw his lift his shirt. His fingers gripped my waist, holding me to his body. There was something hard and long digging into my lower belly and it was giving me a raw pulse between my legs.

“Should we go to the room?” he asked hoarsely.

I swallowed. “Yes, I think so.”

He took my hand, leading me silently up to the door at the end of the hall.

“This is me,” he said, halting and taking his key card out. He tapped it and the door swung open, revealing a luxurious suite.

I hesitated as he stepped inside. He was a stranger and I was about to go into his bedroom.

“You alright, princess?” he asked.

I bit my lip. “What’s your name?”

The corner of his mouth tugged up, flashing that sharp canine. “Getting cold feet?”

I shook my head.

“Duran,” he said.

“I’m Iris,” I said.

“A beautiful name for an equally beautiful woman.”

I laughed, shaking back my hair. “You’re smooth, Mr. Duran.”

“Duran is my first name,” he said, taking my elbow and guiding me into the room. The door shut behind me and silence fell.

The bed sat on the far side of the room, beside the open balcony. Its presence was loud. Moonlight and a salty breeze swept through and fluttered the linen drapes over the bed. The stone floor was polished and everything smelled like him. Masculine, but comforting at the same time.

His hand rested on my hip. I whirled quickly to face him and collided with his firm body. His other hand came up and cupped my cheek and then his mouth was on mine. Kissing me again…so gently I felt like a flower opening up to his touch.

A delicate flower.

A crushed flower, breaking apart beneath his fingers.

No, not now.

I shoved my thoughts into a mental box and threw the box away. His lips parted and his tongue flicked through, contacting mine. Oh, he was sweet fire and his heat surged through my veins. A moan worked its way up my throat and I let myself sink into his hard chest as his other hand moved up to cup the nape of my neck.

He broke away, breathing hard. His gaze sucked me in, mesmerizing me. Without warning, he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed, flipping me on my stomach.

“Duran!” I gasped.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
< script data - cfasync = "false" async type = "text/javascript" src = "//iz.acorusdawdler.com/rjUKNTiDURaS/60613" >