As he swirled his tongue around my clit, I was thrown by how incredible it felt. His actions were light at first, sucking my tender bud until I was pushed directly into a feeling of bliss. Then he dragged his tongue all the way down, tormenting me by barely darting his tongue past my swollen folds.
I ripped at his hair, gasping for air as goosebumps blanketed my skin.
“Oh. Oh. Oh…” I pressed one hand against my face, fighting the need to scream.
He certainly wasn’t about to let me go, holding me down even as my body involuntarily jumped. When he finally thrust several fingers inside, I was already close to losing my mind and my tiny bit of control over my ability to orgasm.
With every delicious swipe of his tongue, and every thrust of his fingers, I was pushed beyond the realm of bliss heading straight into ecstasy. The handsome Italian knew exactly what he was doing, keeping me on the plateau as a reminder of how many times I’d flirted mercilessly with him.
He’d been true to his honor, never touching me. But I’d seen it in his eyes so many times. The want. The need.
A hunger that I knew if pushed he’d lose control over.
And he wanted me to pay for my sins of taunting him with the forbidden.
Unable to stand the torment any longer, I jerked up from the kitchen table, opening my mouth in a silent scream as the most powerful orgasm I’d had in my life slammed into me.
He wasn’t finished yet, continuing to hold me down even as I wiggled. With my hands over my head, I don’t know what I thought I was doing, but when I shifted again, I knocked other items onto the floor, laughing as I did.
His mouth was a lethal weapon, his fingers pushing me to a crazy point where I couldn’t breathe any longer. With them flexed open and stretching my muscles, the only sounds I could make any longer were strangled gasps.
And he was enjoying himself, those dark eyes of his twinkling. I bucked hard against him, tossing my head from side to side. There was no control over this man or my body’s reaction to him.
He played me so well, better than I’d done with him.
When another climax rushed up from my toes, I jerked up, clawing his shoulders. He didn’t seem to care, easily holding me down as I lost my mind.
Even as I was slowly floating down from the extreme high, he continued sucking on my clit. Exhausted, I eased down onto the table, tossing my arms over my head and staring up at the ceiling.
“Oh. My. God.” I wasn’t certain if I was laughing or ready to cry, but I knew one thing for certain. I’d never in my life felt so satisfied. Not once.
He licked his lips and stood to his full height. I managed to look him in the eyes, still having difficulty focusing, but I was determined not to allow him to keep the control he had over me.
“As sweet as I knew you’d be.” His voice was husky, dripping with sultry innuendoes.
I closed my eyes, even purposely curling my toes as the final sensations tickled my system.
“What now?” I asked, uncertain if I expected an actual answer.
Everything about his actions seemed calculated. But I knew him better than he believed and certainly more than most.
Including my brother.
That came from years of observation, of paying close attention to his skills of sizing up people. You could certainly learn a lot about someone by their actions. His were smooth, cold, and calculated. Nothing was ever done without a purpose. Maybe that’s why I was so curious.
He took his time, heading to the bottles of wine and liquor I’d purchased before he’d appeared in my life. Yet he’d noticed the bottle of vodka in the refrigerator, choosing that instead. Nothing about the man should surprise me any longer, but his sudden silence meant he was planning something.
“You do realize that nothing in my world is off limits. Don’t you?” After checking the cabinets, he pulled down two glasses. As with everything else he’d done so far, he took his time pouring the clear liquid in the small tumblers.
I enjoyed watching him. The way his muscles moved and the flexing that he did with the simple act of pouring. When I didn’t answer right away, there was the tilt of his head I’d seen hundreds of times, including when some asshole had annoyed him.
A predator stalking his prey.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, as I said to you already. I take what I want.”
“Within reason. You had those rules to follow.”
