Page 71 of Tempting the President
“Aria. Look at me.” A rough, hoarse command that had me looking at him. His gaze ensnared mine, demanding that I show him everything.
He squeezed my breasts, gently, caressingly, making the flesh ache more and more. I wanted to sob at the pleasure of it, and the urge intensified when he started to play with my nipples. He rubbed them between his fingers, softly, then with more pressure. I so badly wanted to close my eyes. The pleasure was too much. Too, too much. But I couldn’t, not when his own gaze told me that he found looking at me arousing.
And dear God, I liked that. I wanted that, wanted to arouse him even more.
He was tugging on my nipples now. Pinching them. The sensation was unbelievable, making me squirm in his arms, my hands clutching his broad shoulders more desperately.
I looked at him, begged him with my eyes.More.
“Aria.” His groan was harsh, as if he was in pain. And then he was kissing me, harder, rougher, deeper, and oh God, oh God, I wanted him so much more because of it. Dimly, I felt Kellion lifting me up again, carrying me, and I let him because at this point, all thoughts of resistance would just be a pretense.
I wanted him.
I wanted Kellion Argyros.
And if he wanted me –
I washisto take.
Without breaking our kiss, Kellion settled me on the waist-high stool next to the ATM machine. His hands became busy again, pulling my shirt off and then unclipping my bra. He pulled away, just to take off his own shirt, exposing his muscular chest.
I gulped.
It wasn’t my first time to see him half-naked, so why, dear God, why did he still make my pulse race like I had just completed a marathon? I ached to touch him, even though at the same time it terrified me, knowing how hot he would feel – and how hot he would makemefeel.
“Stop looking at me like that,” Kellion suddenly said between clenched teeth. But he didn’t give me time to answer. In the next second, he had pushed my thighs wide open so he could stand between my legs. His mouth crushed mine in a kiss as he pulled me close to him.
Our bodies came into contact, my bare breasts flattening against his naked chest. I gasped against his mouth, but I couldn’t help push myself towards him as well.Who knew?Dear God, but who knew it would feel this good, having my breasts crushed against Kellion’s powerful chest?
I almost moaned in protest when Kellion pulled away, but my sense of loss dissipated when I felt his burning gaze on my breasts.
He cupped them, squeezing, groaning in Greek. I had no idea what he was saying, but I had a feeling it was flattering, with the way his breathing had become harsher, the sounds filling the room.
“I have a feeling I’ll be addicted to your taste.” It was his only warning before he dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth.
I let out a silent moan, my body instantly arching against his, pushing my nipple further into his mouth.Never,I thought dazedly.Never, never, neverhad I imagined it would feel this good to have a man’s mouth on my breast. But deep inside Iknew it wasn’t just that. Knew that it could only feel this good because it was Kellion Argyros doing it to me.
I gripped his hair as he began to suck. The harder he sucked, the tighter I held on to him, but Kellion didn’t seem to mind. If anything, it aroused him even more, with the way he was practically eating my breast, one after the other. The agonizing beauty of it had me closing my eyes. I just wanted to feel. Just feel Kellion eating me. Pleasuring me.
Kellion had pulled away again, but the cold blast from the air-conditioning kept my nipples erect. It almost felt like even the air was in his command, and he wanted me unbearably aroused every second.
“Aria...”
I looked at him.
“I’m going to make you come.” He wasn’t really asking, but looking at his tense face, I knew he wouldn’t do anything further if I had said no. And maybe I should. Maybe saying ‘no’ was the right thing to do.
But right now, saying ‘no’ was also theimpossiblething to do.
Kellion’s eyes were on me as he slowly reached for the buttons of my jeans, waiting for me to say or do anything to stop him. I didn’t. I didn’t want to, and when he had completely unbuttoned my jeans, he knew it, too.
He placed a short hard kiss on my lips just before he worked on undressing me completely, pulling my jeans off my legs then throwing them on the floor. When he reached for my panties, I froze for a second, my nerves suddenly getting the better of me.
Kellion straightened, whispering into my ear, “Weren’t you the one who told me I should be scared of you?”
The words irritated me, stung my pride, and I automatically moved to hit him. It was exactly what Kellion wanted me to do, and with a laugh he simply captured my wrist and brought my fingers to his mouth.
“Relax, baby.” Looking at me, he nipped them one by one, and for some reason, I found myself slowly relaxing. When he started sucking on my fingers, my chest started tightening again.
