Page 12 of Wanted
She took a ragged breath, and then another.
“Maybe?” he said. “Should we try?”
He brushed the plastic teeth against her again, and she shuddered in pleasure.
“Okay?” he asked.
She hesitated, but then nodded. Only once.
He directed the teeth toward her nipple. Her eyes widened as the clamp approached her. She was shaking, but she didn’t move away. Carefully, he let the butterfly clip close. It caught the rosy nub in its teeth, and she let out a sharp cry.
She cut it off quickly and looked worriedly toward the door.
Satisfaction settled deep in Reno’s chest. She didn’t want to call the bouncer any more than he did.
When she looked at him again, her eyes were cautious. He opened the clamp and let it close in a soft bite. She turned her head to the side as her body bucked.
“Ooh!” she moaned. “It’s too much.”
A muscle worked in Reno’s jaw. “Looks like it’s just right to me.”
Her hips were rocking wildly against him. She was rubbing hard against his erection, nearly causing him to explode. He nipped her breast playfully, drawing out her torment until he couldn’t take any more himself. Finally, he pulled the butterfly clip away from her nipple and aimed it lower.
“You didn’t finish undressing,” he said in a low voice.
She squirmed as the plastic slid down her stomach and over to her hip. When he slipped the teeth around the strap of her G-string and began to pull it downward, she froze.
“I want it off,” he said firmly.
Slowly, she shifted her hips to help him. He pulled the G-string down as far as he could with her legs spread so widely. The straps pulled tightly, digging into her thighs, but he’d uncovered what he wanted to see. He let out a ragged exhale, and she shivered when his air hit her abraded nipples. With a sound of desperation, she grabbed hold of the chair behind his head.
“A true blonde,” he said. He hadn’t expected anything less.
Suddenly, looking at her wasn’t enough; he had to touch. He wanted her to take her pleasure from him, not some toy. He tossed the hair clip aside and reached between her legs.
Dani reared back when the man’s fingers began prodding against her most sensitive flesh. “You’re not supposed to—Ooooooh!”
She couldn’t stop him. She didn’t want to stop him. One of his fingers had found her opening and was burrowing into her. He pushed it deep, and with a groan, she let her head drop back.
She didn’t fight him when he leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He had her irrevocably under his control, but she didn’t care. It felt too good.
He flicked his tongue across the rosy tip, and she quaked against him. He’d worked her so hard that his mouth felt like fire when he latched on. He began to suckle intently, pushing the nub hard against the roof of his mouth.
Her neck arched, and stars danced behind her eyes. He wasn’t being gentle. He wasn’t even trying.
She moaned in delight and finally let herself touch him. She wove one hand through his hair and held his head against her as he sucked greedily. She gripped his shoulder as the hand between her legs became more insistent.
“Please,” she begged. It had been so long.
He pushed another finger into her and found her clit with his thumb. She jerked at the intimate touch, but it was what she needed. His fingers plunged into her and his thumb rubbed relentlessly. He worked her until she was trembling wildly in his arms.
She was close, so close. She rocked hard against his hand and pushed herself against his teasing thumb.
“Dani,” he said.
Danielle froze. The glimmering haze left her with a lurch and sent her crashing back to earth. Her name. He knew her name!
“No.” Her muscles clenched, but then exploded into motion. Frantically, she began pulling away from him. “No! Not you.”
