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“Fine.”
“Don't move your hands,” I said, releasing my hold on them.
There was so much of her skin I hadn't tasted yet. I started with her neck, that creamy column had called to me from the second I’d laid eyes on her. “I'm going to give you a reason to hide this from me.” I sucked in the crook, and her back arched, pushing hard nipples into my chest. “I take it you don't object.” I moved to the other side, giving her an identical mark. Something about seeing that on her flawless skin strengthened my claim on her.
“Carlos.” Her voice was hoarse as she spoke my name.
“That's not loud enough, Beauty. We'll have to do better than that.”
I whispered my way across her chest, murmuring she was beautiful, that she'd never get rid of me. That I'd never known anyone like her and pleasuring her had become my new mission. I spoke between kisses, so low she couldn't hear me. I wanted her tofeel.
When my mouth closed around her nipple and sucked none too gently, her hands flew to my head, holding me in place. “Uh-oh,” I admonished, tutting at her. “You were supposed to keep your arms in place.”
“I can't help it,” she said, and I gave her a look of grave disappointment, though she'd done exactly as I'd wanted.
“We're going to have to start over.”
“Start what over?” Holly blinked, and I smiled like the devil I was.
“I'm working my way down your body. Every time you move your hands, I have to go back to the beginning,” I explained, and her lips parted, a puff of frustrated air blowing out.
“You didn't tell me.”
“I did. I specifically told you I would do as I pleased.”
I kissed her objection away, this time lingering on her mouth, our tongues doing a delicate dance. She met me halfway, not holding back despite being trapped beneath me. Holly took what she wanted from me and accepted everything I gave. “Don't move,” I said when I'd worked my way back to her breasts. I ran my tongue around her areola, her nipples puckering in response. I clamped my teeth on the hard bud and watched her eyes to see her response—if I was pushing too far or being too rough. Her lids were at half-mast and she struggled to keep her hands above her head.
I smoothed the bite sting with the flat of my tongue. The moan that escaped her encouraged me to repeat with her other breast. She couldn't stay still under my ministrations, and I smiled as I bit down again. She succumbed to me; with every touch, another inch of her became mine. I claimed her ribs by running my tongue in circles along the bones. Holly wiggled, attempting to get away, but I held her in place, keeping her locked against my mouth.
“That tickles.”
I ran my thumb in a circular motion on her hip bone in tandem with my tongue. My Beauty was meant to be savored, and that was exactly what I was doing. I'd been brutal and barbaric earlier, and I would be again, but now I was taking my time. We had all day. My patience would benefit us both.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Holly
I wantedhim to hurry up, but he continued to tease his way down my body at a snail's pace. It was a direct contrast to the way he'd taken me in the elevator. Theelevator. I'd never be able to ride in it again without thinking about how hot that was. Possibly the hottest moment of my entire life. It was daring; we so easily could have been caught. Wewerein essence when the doorman called to check on us. But I wasn't ashamed. I felt liberated, like some part of me had been suppressed, and Carlos had let it out.
“Where are you?” he asked, looking at me from his position at my stomach.
Damn, he was so in tune with me, paying attention to everything. “In the elevator.”
Carlos smirked. “You're going to want me to fuck you every time we ride in it, aren't you?” His directness turned me on, and I was soaking wet for him. Carlos would do exactly that if I wanted him to.
“Yes,” I said unabashedly. He grinned wolfishly, and I forgot to keep my hands above my head. I was over being polite, the ache for him too much to bear.
He slid up my body, and I groaned when he repositioned my arms above my head. “What am I going to do with you? One simple little instruction,” he said regretfully.
The bastard wasn't sorry at all. “I know what you can do with me. You could fuck me,” I suggested. This man was freeing, made me want to be as bad as I could be.
“I'm not sure I like your tone,” he said, but he was fighting a smile. “We have to start over again.”
Three more timesI moved my hands. By the time he kissed my sex, he had me so primed, I nearly exploded. I was hot. And achy. And desperate. I cried out with relief when his finger slipped inside me. I screamed and came when he pressed it against my G-spot.
My hands twisted in the duvet, but I was a good girl and kept them above my head, mostly because the only part of me that seemed capable of moving was my hips. All my energy was centered between my legs, building again as Carlos relentlessly sucked on my clit. He refused to let me come down from one climax before giving me another.
“I could watch you forever,” he confessed with reverence before sending me over again. “How many is that?” He was killing me in the most blissful way possible. “Four,” he supplied, sitting back on his knees, that magnificent cock pointing at the ceiling.
