Page 8 of Infatuation

He brushed his hands up her stomach, grazing the sides of her breasts, then teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She sucked in a deep breath and moaned as she closed her eyes. She had very sensitive breasts, and just the simple teasing had her pussy dampening.

“Like that, do you?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, he placed a hand on the bed beside her and leaned down to take a nipple in his mouth. The graze of his teeth against the tip sent heat straight to her pussy. Damn, the man was going to kill her. The way he was straddling her, she couldn’t move her legs. The pressure built as he continued to suckone, then both nipples. Her body was hot, her heart beating so hard that she wasn’t too sure she would survive. When he was done there, he started to move down her body, licking and nipping at her skin. She moved against him, and he stopped.

“Now, naughty girl, you can’t move.”

She opened her eyes and frowned at him. When she opened her mouth to respond, he placed one finger against her mouth.

“You’re the one who awoke the beast, so you get to live with the consequences.”

She wanted to tell him to go to hell, but there was something so...sexy about him commanding her, telling her what she could and could not do. Unlike her brother, Chris, she had never been into BDSM, but with Kade, the possibility was titillating. And dammit, arousal deepened his accent. That alone made her toes curl.

He apparently took her silence as agreement. "If you agree, I’ll reward you. If not, I’ll stop. And you will regret it.”

She nodded, not knowing which would be better—the reward or the punishment? Which would be worse?

He traced her lips with his finger. The callus felt odd against her mouth. "No coming unless I say so.”

She agreed with another nod. Then he tortured her. Slowly, he worked his way down her body. She had never known a man so skilled with his tongue. Who would have thought that a tongue could arouse her by just flicking over her flesh, dipping into her belly button? By the time he settled between her legs, she was pretty sure he’d touched every inch of her stomach.

He drew in a deep breath, closing his eyes. Then he sighed. When he looked up at her, the need in his gaze had her breath tangling in her chest. In all her encounters, she had never had a man stare at her with such yearning. Tears burned the backs of her eyes as she tried to controlher emotions. To know she was that special to him, that this was that special to him, made her want to cry happy tears.

“I’ll never get over how you smell. Every bit of you is delicious,” he said.

He lowered his head, and without taking his gaze from hers, he set his mouth on her sex. He used his fingers to part her labia and slid his tongue into her. At that moment, she gave into the man, allowing him complete control. She was already halfway there to begin with, but now, he had her body doing whatever he wanted. She would give anything to come, to be allowed to have her release. In and out he worked his tongue, lapping at her as if she were a delicious treat he adored. He slipped two fingers into her as he began to tease her clit. He rolled his tongue over the tiny bundle of nerves, then between his teeth, gently pressing down. Pressure soared, her body shivered with her impending orgasm. She felt the rush of heat flood her sex, but he pulled back. She made a noise that was halfway between a growl and a moan.

“I didn’t say you could come.”

She wanted to yell at him, but he gently slapped her pussy. The act would get a normal man yelled at, but he had her so aroused, ribbons of lust slipped over her flesh and down into her bones at the action. He did it again, and her body responded even more willingly.

“Damn,” he said. Without explanation, he set his mouth against her, slipping his hands beneath her rear end and pulling her up. Relentlessly, he assaulted her senses, pushing her almost to the pinnacle but pulling back just in time to keep her from reaching it. Over and over he teased, pushing her right up to the edge, but not allowing her relief. She moved against him, pressing her cunt as hard as she could against his mouth. The way he was holding her, she really couldn’t get leverage.

By the time he lifted his head and set her down on the mattress, she was out of her mind. The only thing she could think of was release. She would do anything to feel the rush of her orgasm.

He slipped his fingers into her sex. “Come for me, baby. Do it.”

The order sent her spiraling into her orgasm. Her body convulsed as she screamed as ripples of euphoria washed over her. She could do nothing else. She arched off the bed and allowed the orgasm to take over. Just as she was coming down, he sent her over again as she writhed against his hand.

She was still shivering moments later when he grabbed a condom and donned it. Without any words, he flipped her over onto her stomach, pulled her up to her knees, and entered her from behind. His hands gripped her hips as he thrust in and out of her with such force that the headboard banged against the wall. After her two intense orgasms, she thought another would be impossible, but he smacked her ass. The action sent a mixture of pleasure and pain. He did it again, thrusting even harder into her, and she screamed as another release slammed through her. After a few more thrusts, he shouted her name and followed her.

Several minutes later, he pulled out of her, got rid of the condom, then settled beside her on the bed. He pulled her into his arms, and she cuddled closer.

“Hoo-rah,” he said, his voice filled with sleepy satisfaction.

“I have to say I agree, SEAL.”

He chuckled then kissed her forehead. It was sweet, not sexual at all, but it had a lump filling up her throat. She slipped her hand up to his chest, could feel his heart beat against it. Shannon tried to stay awake, wanting to savor every moment they had together, but soon his even breathing relaxed her, and she drifted into sleep.

The sun was barely peeking through the curtains whenAnchors Aweighwoke Shannon from a dead sleep. She heard Kade curse then grab the phone.

“Yes, sir, McKade here.”

He was silent as he listened for a moment or two.

“Understood. Have you talked to Dupree?” He waited. “Okay. Expect us on the next plane we can get out of here.”

He turned off the phone and glanced at her. “Gotta go.”

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