Page 41 of The Prize
He drew near me, reading the truth. “Show me what I cannot do. So we’re clear.”
“You obviously need reminding.” I crushed my mouth to his and I reached up to scrunch a fistful of his soaking wet hair to hold him to me. Daring to force his lips wider, I plunged my tongue against his, sweeping fiercely to make my point, our faces splashed with water.
I had to get him to see sense.
I pulled away, raising my chin proudly, having delivered my answer.
“Okay, so none of that.” He grazed his lips along my neck, planting pecks all the way to the edge of my mouth.
I gave a nod to confirm I was standing strong on this issue. “We must remain focused.”
“Laser focused,” he agreed. “No distractions.”
“Exactly.”
“What about this?” His kisses trailed down my throat and glided along my shoulder, tenderly setting my skin alight with the slightest touch of his mouth, moving down along my chest, and then he suckled my right nipple through my soaked blouse.
“I’m not sure,” I managed. “I have to think about that one.”
Impatiently, he ripped open my blouse, popping buttons as he tugged and then eased the cups of my bra up, hitching it above my breasts, then leaning in to run the tip of his tongue around my areola.
“Oh, God,” I moaned.
“And this?” He owned my other nipple with his nimble fingers, tugging and then sucking, sending shivers of pleasure between my thighs.
“We should remain platonic,” I burst out.
“Quite agree. Makes perfect sense. Perhaps if you were to show me exactly what you’ve forbidden yourself from doing to me.”
“I won’t do this.” I reached down and gripped his cock and it felt like steel wrapped in silk and my jaw slackened in wonder at its hugeness and the pleasure it would bring.
He gave a nod. “Makes perfect sense.”
“You understand why?” My whisper fell close to his ear as I continued to work my hand up and down his shaft, refusing to let go.
“Completely. The science behind your reasoning is flawless.” His voice was husky. “Breaking your rule is reckless.”
“I mean, if I were to take you in my mouth...” I blinked droplets of water off my eyelids. “You would come and everything would change between us.”
“That would be—”
“Bad.” I nipped his lower lip and sighed into his mouth, my sex wet and clenching, demanding this to happen, desperate to be filled entirely.
Under no circumstances is this happening,I reassured myself. All I had to do was walk the few steps to the door and this moment would be lost to history.
“We are quite capable of restraint.” His mouth hesitated close to mine.
“I agree.”
Water showered over us as we froze in this pose with both of us at a standoff, suspended in this sensual trance, our breaths panting against each other’s, my clit throbbing, my sex aching for oneness.
“Touch me.” My words were spoken so softly I was sure he wouldn’t hear.
His hand resting on the tile curled into a fist and my gaze lowered to those lips I deserved. This endless teasing of denial was cruel as the seconds passed like an eternity.
Tobias stepped back and stared off as though needing a moment to gather his thoughts. “I have the willpower of a God, apparently.”
Yet mine was lost to me and I slumped to my knees and peered up at him.
