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I captured her wrist, brought it to my mouth, and dragged my teeth over it. “No one else.”
Her eyelids fluttered to half-mast.
I pulled her arm further around my neck until the front of her body pressed firmly against mine, then brought my hands up to the tie she still wore in her hair and released it, allowing the silken curtain to hang heavy down her back. Tunneling my fingers into the area where it had been secured, I massaged her scalp, gratified when her head dropped back into my hands.
She would be pliant.
She moved with me on my bike.
She fell into my hands.
My blood heated.
She’d be submissive.
That was my last coherent thought.
Chapter Fourteen – Twenty Minutes
Minty
The divine pressure of his calloused fingers on my scalp had me arching my back, pressing closer, giving over to him and the pleasure promised by his hands.
He mumbled something under his breath that I didn’t catch. He gave me no time to ask before fisting my hair, tugging my head back, and dropping his soft mouth to mine.
So soft, his lips gentle where his hands were rough and demanding. The contrast sent shivers down my spine simultaneously urging me to both squeeze my thighs together and spread them wide.
Releasing my hair but not my mouth, his hands got busy at the button of my jeans and within minutes I stood completely naked before him.
He stared down at me for a pregnant moment before grabbing his t-shirt at the back, yanking it forward over his head, and pulling me against his chest. His hand ran firmly down my spine, jerking to a stop at the top of my ass and veering off to cup my cheek as he backed me up to the bed and lay me down, crawling over me, his jean-clad legs caging me beneath him.
I moaned at the sight and rolled my pelvis.
“Baby,” he murmured. “You’re so beautiful. I knew you’d be like this.”
Cupping an ample breast in each hand, he murmured over me as he tongued and tugged and soothed my nipples. “You hide your sweetness. I love that it’s just for me.”
I tunneled my fingers into his hair. Thick and coarse, exactly how I imagined, I held him to my breast, silently demanding more.
He willingly gave but only for a moment before trailing his lips down my abdomen, his hands grasping my hips. The dip of his tongue into my belly button sent a lightning bolt of awareness to my clit and caused my hips to buck off the bed.
Sliding off onto the floor on his knees, he lifted my hips and yanked me down to the edge of the mattress before flattening his palms on the inside of my thighs and spreading me wide.
“Oh!” An involuntary exclamation escaped at the sureness of his handling. The unwelcome thought that he’d done a lot of this and probably in this very bed intruded on my psyche, but his tongue lapping through my slit to circle my clit circumvented my brain.
“Oh!” Delicious shock, I couldn’t even remember the last time. “Lucky…”
“Right here, baby.”
With his hands beneath me, he lifted my hips, pulling my pussy flush to his mouth. His words vibrated against my body. “Legs around my head. Do it now.” He paused and added almost as an afterthought. “Please.”
I readily complied and he groaned as he dipped his face into my folds, nuzzling my clit, tonguing my lips, spearing my center.
A brief quiver fluttered, and he moved his hand to push down on my abdomen above my mons and went back in, sucking, nibbling, swirling, spearing, before taking my clit into his mouth and gently, oh so gently, sucking it, calling my attention away from the two fingers that sought my opening, entered, and curled.
I arched up, crying out, and he flattened his tongue against my clit, pulsing with me, stroking, drawing it out, coaxing the crest of the next wave, until I lay back limp and sated on the bed.
“Lucky,” I whispered.
