A wave of sheer need swept through her as he continued his torture with seductive sucks and tempting nibbles on every inch of her skin, except where she wanted him most. Her nipples ached, straining for his touch. A moan of frustration escaped her.
He ran his tongue around her areola again and his warm mouth finally closed on her neglected nub. He licked and sucked, working her nipple with his teeth and tongue.
Darci shuddered and grew wetter, feeling every pull directly between her thighs. He let go of her breast and slipped his hand between her legs, running a finger down her panty-covered cleft, and she squirmed in his arms, needing more. She tugged at his head. “Blaéz, please—”
“I’m not rushing this,” he rumbled against her nipple. “I’m going to explore and rediscover every inch of you again.”
“We havetwoweeks, you can do whatever you want. Right now, I need you—ohhhh,” a cry strangled her as he bit her sensitive nub, before licking it.
Arousal burned deeper, tightening every inch of her skin. He shifted her in his hold, and the hard bulge in his pants rubbed against her silk-covered core.Oh, God.
He pulled her upright. Her chest heaved as if she’d run a mile. Before she steadied herself, his mouth came down on hers in a deep, sensual kiss. It sent her mind reeling into a place where only he existed.
Blaéz swept her into his arms and made his way down the corridor to the bedroom at the end. Finally breaking their intense kiss, he laid her on the bed.
Her breath escaping in rough puffs, Darci glanced around the cozy room with the undraped, scenic windows. A fire crackled in the small hearth, warming the place.
He clasped her foot, pulled off her heels, and dropped them down. “These,” he murmured, leisurely peeling off her stockings, “are hot as hell, but I want to feel your bare skin when I make love to you.”
Grasping her hips, he drew her to the edge of the mattress and lowered to his heels. She pushed up to her elbows as he ran his palms up her thighs. His lips followed in a heat-tingling trail, and her legs slid over his shoulders.
Her focus shifted to the darkened window. Images of them on the bed were reflected on the glass pane—Blaéz fully clothed and kissing her inner thighs while she lay splayed out, wearing nothing but her garters and panties. Her heart leaped anxiously. “Blaéz—”
Soft laughter whispered along her skin. Her gaze rushed from the window to him.
“We’re isolated. No one’s going to see us.” He ran his tongue along her damp, silk-covered center and over her clit. She jerked, her fears fading, the muted touch searing all her nerve endings. “This property is over three hundred acres, and it belongs to the Guardians.” He slid her underwear to one side and put his mouth on her aching core.She nearly came off the bed as his warm tongue parted her folds and licked around her clit. Breathing hard, she shut her eyes, desire raging like an inferno.
“You taste incredible,” he murmured, blowing lightly against her heated flesh. Her eyes snapped open at the odd, cool contrast, and his mouth came back on her. He drove his tongue into her opening, and she grabbed his hair, pulling him closer.
“Blaéz,please…” she moaned. He withdrew. A loud rip echoed, and her underwear disappeared. He pushed one callused finger into her, then another. Her breath caught. As he licked her achy nub, he crooked his fingers, finding her other pleasure-laced spot, and he stroked it. Desire burned higher.
“Ohhh…”she panted, writhing beneath his mouth, arousal tightening her body. With a low growl, he suckled her swollen flesh, working her clitoris with his tongue like a finely tuned instrument, and he the maestro—stealing her mind, her thoughts—drawing her pleasure to the pinnacle with soft licks and firm sucks, keeping her on the edge. A sudden sharp nip—
“Blaaaaaaéz!”she cried out, her body bowing off the bed as her orgasm broke free, a flood of unadulterated pleasure crashing through her in a huge wave. He held her down, gave her barely a second to recover, and then he suckled her again.
“No-no—” She pushed his head and struggled to get away, her clit too sensitive. But his hands tightened on her hips. The fiend kept her where he wanted her, working her with his mouth and tongue, and his fingers once more. He made her ride it out through another orgasm, leaving her a boneless mess.
Her heart drumming in her ears, Darci lay there spent, struggling to get air into her lungs. She glanced down her body and found Blaéz watching her, still lying between her thighs. She wrinkled her nose at him. “You’re such a sadist.”
Despite his taut expression and the dark hunger reflected in his deep blue eyes, a faint smile kicked up one corner of his mouth. Rolling her eyes, she sat up, forcing him to straighten, and reached for his waist. “Your turn.”
“No.” He shook his head, his jaw set in rigid lines. “Later.”
He yanked open his shirt, the few buttons snapping off and pinging on the floor before he pulled it off and flung it aside. His hands lowered to his belt. As he unbuckled it and unzipped his pants, the mesmerizing play of his hard abs slipping and sliding beneath his lightly tan skin, made her want to lick every defined ridge.
His pants disappeared. His erection sprang free.
The air squished out of her lungs. Tall and impossibly gorgeous, he stood before her. Her heart clipped hard. Even though she’d seen him naked just yesterday morning, she’d been too traumatized by everything that had occurred to enjoy him.
He tapped her ankle.
She blinked. It took a moment for her hazy thoughts to connect, realizing what he wanted. Inhaling deeply, she widened her legs.
His heated gaze skimmed down her body. He reached out and slid his thumb over her clit, and she jerked. His dark and intense stare locked on hers as he crawled between her legs. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
Darci shook her head in awe.Hewas the most beautiful person ever. Desperately needing to touch him, she grasped his heavy sex and he stilled. Her fingers didn’t even close around his impressive size as she stroked his rigid length. A guttural groan escaped him. She glided her thumb over the crest and the pre-cum beading there.
“No,” he ground out, moving her hand away. “I want you too damn much. This is more than I can endure.”
