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She chuckled. “As of now, it’s all talk. I need some action. And fast.”
He was smiling when his mouth swooped down and captured hers, and then there was nothing left to think about. She fought with him for dominance, tugging his lower lip with her teeth, biting, licking, sucking, swirling her tongue inside the seam of his mouth until he was panting and mindless with burning need. A need that he would assuage tonight.
Damn the future.
Tonight, she was his.
24
One second, she was the one kissing Rajiv, and in the next, his hand had fisted through her long hair, and he tugged her head back before his mouth crashed on hers, staking a claim. She thought she knew his kisses, but nothing had prepared her for the raw intensity he was unleashing on her now. This kiss was wild, uncontrolled—it was everything she needed.
He backed her against the bed, laying her atop it. And then he stared at her. His amber eyes swirled, the gold darkening as his gaze took in every inch of her. Still watching her, he began to unbutton his shirt slowly. She rose on her elbows as every gorgeous inch of his glorious chest was revealed to her in its full splendor. He tossed the shirt aside, and she gasped as she took him in. The last time they were together like this, she’d been too mindless with desire to check him out. But right now, she feasted her eyes on him. His strong shoulders, his muscular chest that gave way to rock hard abs that further lowered into that glorious vee lining his sides. Fuck. He was beautiful. Carved like a Greek God.
He smirked. “Like what you see, Princess?”
Her eyes met his, a smile curving her lips as she unclasped her bra and then shimmied out of her panties. His harsh intake of breath was music to her ears. The crazed look in his eyes as they roamed over her was a sight to treasure.
She bit her lip. “Doyoulike what you see, Mr. Mehra?”
He fell atop her, his hard body pressing into her soft one. His full, thick length pressed into her, igniting every cell and nerve ending, sending sparks down her spine. His lips skimmed across her face, kissing her cheeks, down her jaw, and then he sucked the hollow of her neck. Her body liquefied and dots danced in her vision as his mouth played with her skin. His tongue slid lower, across her shoulder and down her cleavage, racing to her breast, climbing up her peak until his hot, eager mouth latched onto her nipple. He rolled it between his teeth and her head thrashed from side to side. Garbled words escaped her mouth. Fire lapped at her skin; her heart rate spiked with every flick of his tongue on her nipples. She grabbed fistfuls of the sheet as he repeated the assault on her other breast. God, it was too much. But still, it wasn’t enough.
“Rajiv, p…pl…” She clamped her mouth shut, refusing to beg.
He laughed against her chest. “Still not going to say the word?”
She shook her head.
“So stubborn,” he chuckled, “But we’ll see about that.”
He lowered his head, his mouth skating down her belly until he spread her thighs and stared at her. She squirmed, but he held her thighs, keeping her positioned exactly the way he wanted. The first languorous stroke of his tongue on her core had her gasping for breath, and then his mouth started lapping at her core—quick, urgent strokes that made her hips buck and her body bow. He knew exactly how he wanted to taste her, he knew exactly what he was doing to her, and he kept at it, giving her no room to think, only to feel what he was doing to her.
And God, she felt so much, needed even more. His teeth scraped against her nub, and whimpers escaped her mouth. This was so good. No, it was better than good. A finger combined his assault, dipping in and out of her wet heat, and then another joined in. His fingers and mouth drove her to the precipice. She was ready to fall, and just when the pleasure was within her reach, he slowed down.
“No,” she yelled.
His laugh vibrated against her sensitive flesh.
“Stop torturing me,” she panted. “And give me what I need.”
“Haven’t I told you that I like having you in my control?” He gave her slit a long lazy lick. Her head was spinning now.
He looked up. “Still not going to say it?”
“No.”
His smile was wicked. His mouth latched on to her nub, circling ever so slowly, sucking gently, his fingers making her mad with want. But it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She writhed, rolling her hips in time with his tongue, needing the release. He held her hips in place, continuing his slow, maddening torture, not allowing her to move. Sweat dotted her skin, her heart rate accelerated, her breaths turned choppy and pained whimpers escaped her mouth, but he wouldn’t let up. She was on the verge of collapsing, but he wouldn’t increase his pace and give her what she needed.
“Rajiv,” she screamed. “Please. Now.”
He smirked. “Finally.”
He released his iron hold on her hips at the same time his mouth attacked her core. His fingers slid in deeper, ramming in and out, until they curved at an angle, hitting a spot. His mouth bit her nub, and she screamed. Blood rushed inside her, pleasure lapped at her in waves, and her mind spun. Her eyes shut as the waves rose higher and higher, taking her with them. She was drowning in them. His ministrations slowed, gentled. She opened her eyes and he was watching her.
He leaned down and kissed her mouth. She pulled him down on the bed and flipped him so she could straddle him. Her mouth coasted down his body, tasting every inch of skin she found. He stopped breathing when she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, helping him out of them. The sight of him in his black silk boxers, his hard, thick length clearly outlining the silk, made her lose her breath. He pulled off his boxers, and she gasped. He was big and thick and long. Bloody hell, he would rip her apart.
Rajiv laughed. “I won’t, I promise.”
She hadn’t realized she’d spoken aloud. She shook her head, trying to back away from him, but he held her arm.
