Page 26 of Wanted
Why it had to be with him, she couldn’t fathom.
“Dani,” he said roughly. “You’ve got to tell me. I’m not thinking very clearly right now either.”
She rubbed her lips together. She couldn’t. She shouldn’t.
“Leave the cuffs on,” she whispered.
His head snapped back.
She squeezed her eyes shut. “So I can live with myself tomorrow.”
Tomorrow, when her head wasn’t clouded with lust. Tomorrow, when she’d be able to blame the cuffs for not risking another quick scramble for the door.
He froze as her words sank in, but then his hands began to wander. “Whatever you need, sweetheart.”
He sat back again and slowly, deliberately opened her robe wide. The exposure made Danielle’s thighs clench, but it was nothing compared to the arousal she felt when he began to stroke her. His hands circled her breasts before moving upward to massage her shoulders. His fingers caressed her underarms, tickled her nipples, and swept down her stomach.
He shifted back on the bed and pushed the robe open all the way.
“I’m glad you’re still blonde. I had reports that you’d gone brunette.”
He slid his hand over her thigh, and Dani moaned. She couldn’t escape his touch. He could do anything he wanted to her.
Heaven help her, she was glad she was letting him.
He settled down over her, and she whimpered when his teeth grazed her breast.
“I nearly beat that bodyguard who stopped us to a pulp,” he said. He licked her nipple and teased her before finally opening his mouth and suckling her.
She gave in to the hot waves of pleasure that coursed through her belly.
He moved to the other breast and laved the nipple with his rough tongue. “Did you touch yourself after we texted?”
Heat flooded her face as she remembered what she’d done at his encouragement.
“I knew you did. I was with you. Could you feel me?”
She had. In her mind, it had been him touching and caressing her. Her skin had burned under his attentions, but it had felt nothing like this.
He lifted his head. “Could you feel me?” he repeated.
“Yes,” she said hoarsely.
Inside his head, Reno heard a freight train coming. Her smooth skin was driving him crazy. He slid further down her body but kept his gaze locked with hers. “Good.”
Her belly quivered, and he gave in to his own private fantasy. Opening his mouth, he began to kiss and nibble his way across her stomach. She tasted as good as she looked. Giving in to temptation, he dipped his tongue into her belly button. She shuddered, and his control slipped a notch.
He caught her legs and opened them. She moaned when he slipped his hands under her and lifted her hips off the mattress.
“Stop running, Dani,” he said. “Trust me.”
Within seconds, he had her immobilized with her hands chained above her head and her thighs draped across his shoulders. She wriggled in his hold, but he kept her still for his mouth. He ran his tongue across her swollen pink lips. He heard her panting cries and zeroed in for an intimate kiss. He could feel her heated muscles contracting as he prodded at her with his tongue.
“Reno,” she gasped.
“Do you want me, Dani?” he said against her skin.
He could feel her beginning to come undone. Her back arched, and her muscles went tight.
