Page 34 of Exposed

She nodded and her tongue slipped over her bottom lip, and then her teeth sunk into it, piercing the soft flesh. The urge to replace her teeth with his rushed through him, but he moved his gaze to her eyes. She stepped out of his hold and backed up to the long dining room table. She moved the chair out of the way and hooked her thumbs in the straps at her shoulders.

His breath stopped.

She shimmied the sparkly gown over her breasts and down the gentle swell of her hips, and then dropped it to the floor. She stepped out of it, and kicked the material aside with the toe of her staggering silver high-heels. Air wheezed out of his lungs and pain exploded where his heart lay.

Every manly instinct told him to tear his feet from the floor and go to her, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t take his eyes off her. Her milky, high breasts stood naked and pert. The soft, pale pink of her nipples matched the tint that had crept across her cheeks. His eyes trailed down the smooth, toned lines of her body. The gentle indent of her belly button stood inches above a scant, black thong.

She leaned back against the table, her hands resting on either side of her. He dragged his gaze from the contrast of her panties against her pale skin, and met her stare. The corners of her mouth lifted and her eyes sparked at him mischievously. She lifted herself up, and dropped her ass on the smooth wooden tabletop.

His hands opened and closed at his sides. The towel that hung around him tented over his erection.

Maddie leaned back on her hands, her chest thrust forward. Her feet dangled off the table, swaying casually. Tilting her head back, she pulled the pins out of her hair. The strands fell in waves over her shoulders and curled around the sides of her breasts. His fingers tingled with the need to touch her, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. He wet his lips and his chest ached as he sucked in a breath.

Her hand rose to the top of her breast and her fingertips trailed lazily down. She drew circles around her nipple, bringing it into a tight, hard nub. Desire spread through him and his nerve endings throbbed. She was so fucking sexy, so damn tempting, he couldn’t even muster the strength to go to her.

“You’re not saying no this time, Nate.” She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head. “Not this time,” she repeated, her tone hard with affirmation.

He grunted and closed the distance between them. His steps were slow and deliberate. Her eyes dropped to his chest and then lowered down to his towel. Her knees swayed open and she caught her nipple between her fingers.

“As if I could,” he breathed.

One delicate eyebrow arched. “You have before.”

“Not like this…” His eyes dropped to her breasts, over her flat stomach and back up. She was his. He didn’t care about the details—not right now. Right now, he needed to lose every inch of himself inside her.

He opened his hands on her naked back and lowered his mouth to the base of her neck. The slender column arched to the side and he flicked his tongue over her flesh.

“So all I had to do this whole time was touch myself?” Her deep throaty laugh made him chuckle.

“Mmm…. I want to see more of that.” That image seared into his brain and he closed his eyes. Damn. The things they could do… there wouldn’t be enough hours in a day.

She burst out laughing. She covered her mouth with her hand and a deep red stain colored her cheeks. He straightened away and frowned down at her.

“Did I say something funny?”

“No, I’m sorry.” She shook her head and drifted her fingernails down his chest, stopping at the top of the towel. “It’s just… that night you came to my house while I was in the shower?”

He swallowed and his pulse kicked up. “Yeah,” he said, encouraging her to continue.

“Well… you would have gotten an eyeful had you been interested then.”

“Jesus.” His breath whooshed out of his lungs. “You mean I missed that? Dammit.” He rubbed his hands over his face. They’d have to reenact that.

The corners of her eyes creased and she pursed her lips. “Not exactly. You interrupted, actually.”

A fist knotted in his stomach and his jaw went slack.

She laughed and swatted him. “It’s okay, you’re about to make it up to me.” She freed the towel at his waist and it dropped to the ground. The length of his shaft jutted out and skimmed the satiny skin at her thigh. Her hand moved to the small of his back and she urged him closer. He smiled and nipped her bottom lip. Her back arched sharply and she moaned against him. His hands dropped to her luscious ass, and then settled on the outsides of her thighs. Her ankles locked around the back of his knees, dragging him down to her.

He lowered her back to the table, and her heavy lids fluttered open to land on him. His heart knocked against his ribcage. The bright light from the chandelier above them illuminated every smooth plane of her. Her knees spread wider and her sex pulsed against him. A deep guttural groan echoed in his chest. Goddamn, she was so wet for him. So damn perfect.

“Now, Nate. Please,” she gasped. His muscles spasmed as he fought the urge to give her exactly what she asked for.

He wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her, but he didn’t want this to be over.

“Hang on, baby. There’s some things I need to do first.” He smoothed the hair away from the sides of her face and she pouted. He chuckled. “You’re going to like it. Trust me.” Heat rushed to burn his face, and he lowered his mouth to her nipple.

She gasped and her hips jumped beneath his.

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