Page 13 of Untouchable Queen
And when I grasp her hands, guiding them upward, she doesn’t stop me. “They can wait,” I murmur, backing her toward the shower wall so I can pin her hands above her.
Then I lean in to capture her lips more intently.
Tatiana groans, the sound jolting straight to my balls and making my swollen erection twitch against her silky abdomen. I transfer her second wrist to one hand, holding both trapped against the wall as I trail my fingers down the length of her arm. She shudders as I cup her full, supple breast in my palm and knead it. I stoop to wrap my lips around the hard point of hernipple, and Tatiana gasps, her back arching away from the rough stone of the shower wall.
With a smile against her smooth flesh, I swirl my tongue around her nipple, then release it with a soft pop. Her chest rises with me, as if chasing the warmth of my mouth, and I glance playfully up to meet Tatiana’s icy blue gaze.
“Lucian…” she murmurs, trying to maintain the discipline, but she’s too turned on—her voice too breathy, her cheeks flushed with anticipation. She can’t hide it from me.
“Tell me you want me,tesoro,” I purr, crowding her space as I hover my lips over her full ones.
She hasn’t put on lipstick yet today, and though her lips are closer to a soft shade of rose pink, they’re no less enticing. In fact, everything about her draws me in, from the natural blush in her cheeks to the way her eyes sparkle beneath her unadorned eyelashes. I didn’t think it was possible, but Tatiana might be even more beautiful without makeup. Just naked and glistening with shower water as I keep her trapped between my arms.
“I hate you,” she murmurs, lifting her head away from the wall to bring our lips closer, and her eyes burn into me with an intensity that makes my pulse throb.
My cock does too, twitching between us as my need to be inside her grows.
“I don’t think you do,” I breathe, leaning in to brush my lips across the shell of her ear. “I think you want to hate me, but you want me too much to follow through.” I nip her earlobe and roll her taut nipple between my finger and thumb.
Tatiana cries out, her body tensing beneath me as if struck by an electric current. Her breasts heave into my chest, and she pants lustily as they swell against my pecs, creating beautiful cleavage.
“You cocky, arrogant…” Her insult dies on a groan as I give her nipple another sharp twist.
“Does that mean you’re not even a little turned on,principessa?” I tease, trailing my hand slowly down her abdomen.
Tatiana squirms, her thighs pressing together as if to hide her arousal. But as soon as my fingertips brush across her clit, her composure slips. Her breath catches, her fingers tightening around the hand holding them captive, and Tatiana releases a shuddering gasp.
When I find her silken folds, she’s already slick with arousal.
“You can’t tell me you don’t want me,” I purr, collecting her juices on my middle and ring finger. Then I lift them in front of her face so she can see how wet she is.
“That’s just…water…” she objects, her cheeks turning a deep shade of pink.
Quirking an eyebrow, I stroke her lower lip, spreading her tangy pussy juice along the inside seam until she can taste it. “Don’t lie to me, Tatiana,” I warn softly. “Does that taste like water to you?”
She hesitates, her tongue darting out instinctively, and she swallows convulsively. Her smoldering gaze never leaves mine, and because I can’t let her enjoy her tantalizing taste all alone, I lean in to lick it from her soft, kissable lips.
Heat climbs between us, making my skin feverish—a combination of the steamy water and her warm flesh. And this time, as I kiss Tatiana, she returns it, unable to resist any longer.
I groan with anticipation as her tongue tangles with mine. She tastes slightly salty from breakfast but that unmistakable tang of her arousal makes my cock throb. I rock forward, my hips pressing against her as I push her into the shower wall, and she gasps. Then her hips roll forward, creating friction against my painfully hard cock.
She’s done fighting me, and I love that I can break her defiance with desire. Tatiana is so full of passion—it needs apowerful outlet. I don’t mind that she goes straight to fighting. She doesn’t know me. She has every reason to hate me. But I intend to turn that fire into a different kind of passion with time.
The day she wants me without urging is the day I’ll know she’s truly mine. Anything less just means I have a challenge to master. I’ve chosen a willful woman, and I intend to make her bend to mine before all is said and done.
I keep her hands pinned above her head as I reach down to wrap my fingers around her thigh, and I hoist one leg up, hooking it around my hip. She keeps it there with seeming ease as my hand trails down around her full ass, and once again, I find her slick seam.
She moans against my lips, her hips rocking forward as I finger her slowly, teasing her into a frenzy. I run my fingertips through her folds, collecting her juices and swirling them over her clit just long enough to drive her wild before repeating the process. Each time I tease her entrance, pressing the tight hole without sliding inside her, she whimpers. I love how eager she is for me—even when she denies it. She’s insatiable, inexhaustible, and I could spend every second of every day filling up her glorious pussy.
But like she said, we do actually have responsibilities. I can’t keep her here all morning, even if I want to. Shifting my weight, I guide my cock between her thighs to find her wet entrance—and I push forcefully inside.
Tatiana cries out, her walls tightening around my hard girth as she takes all of me in one deep thrust, and arousal gushes along my length, coating me with slick lubrication. She’s so wet and ready for me, it was easy to slide inside her tight entrance, and stars burst behind my eyelids at the sinful relief that follows.
“God, I could do this all day,” I groan against her lips as I roll my hips.
With each driving penetration, Tatiana whimpers, the sound laced with pleasure and desire as her leg hooks more adamantly around my hip. She quivers beneath me, her curvy figure rocking in time with my thrusts until I’m slamming inside her to the hilt every time.
Our lips sear together in a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth with a ravenous hunger that lights my blood on fire. I feel the sudden need to bring her beneath the water, to calm the blistering heat between us without putting it out.
