Page 84 of Captured Desire


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I nodded, heart thumping. His gaze dropped and his hand slid up to draw back my panties. His head bent and his hot tongue slid between my thighs. My vision flickered.

“Watch,” he ordered.

Obediently, I focused on the man and woman. She was whimpering, her arms stretched out above her head. Gripping the edge of the bed. He shifted and spat into his hand and ran it over her pussy. His two fingers slipped into her entrance and the muscles in his forearm worked. It must have felt amazing because her lower body arced off the bed.

Between my thighs, Duran found my clit and began sucking with gentle pulses.

“Oh my God,” I breathed.

A tremor moved down my stomach. On the other side of the glass, the woman arced and her eyes flew open. A shudder shot down her stomach. Her mouth parted in a silent cry. Then she shook hard and arousal glittered down the man’s wrist.

She was beautiful.

And so was I.

Maybe this moment of pleasure wasn’t complicated after all. Maybe it was simple. Maybe the things that happened in bedrooms weren’t dirty and shameful.

Maybe they were as beautiful as the dark eyes of the man on his knees at my feet.

My hands tangled in his hair. Pleasure tightened and my eyes barely focused on the couple as she flipped to her hands and knees. He stood and spanked her ass once and her pussy twice. Leaving little blush marks behind. His hand gripped her hip, rubbing her soft skin gently. The way Duran did.

She smiled, bending back. He leaned in and kissed her mouth, slowly and thoroughly. Only pausing to spit between her lips and urge her to swallow. Her throat bobbed and I knew she could taste herself.

Oh God, that was going to send me over the edge.

My hips shuddered. Duran moaned, his tongue working quickly as he felt my orgasm approach. It came in a wave instead of a storm. The pleasure rushed clear and slow, pumping through my hips. Letting me feel every second of it.

My fingers dug into him.

“Oh, don’t stop,” I breathed.

He pumped his tongue between the folds of my sex, letting me grind on it until my pleasure faded. Then he pulled back, eyes drunk and mouth wet with arousal. He ran a hand over his face and got to his feet.

“Did that feel good, princess?” he asked quietly.

He was so close and I was already weak. I fell into his chest and he wrapped his arms around my body.

“Yes,” I murmured. “It felt so good.”

“Then that’s good enough,” he said.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

DURAN

My heart was still pounding as I ushered her out to the car. Her cheeks were pink and she was flustered. I was rock hard and on cloud nine, my foot pressing too hard on the gas. We sped through the empty streets toward the hotel, not a thought in our minds except getting back to the bed.

I pulled the rental car into the parking garage. She turned as the engine died, but before she could open her mouth, my phone rang. Frowning, I pulled it out of my pocket.

Lucien.

Fuck.

“I have to take this,” I said.

She nodded, chewing her lip. Her eyes went from hazy to worried in a second. I swiped the screen and put it to my ear. Bracing myself.

“You have the girl,” Lucien said.

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