Page 112 of Heart of Iron
“You like this?”He looked up at her, his tongue tracing the hardened bud, a devilish look in his eyes.Since when had he ever been this playful?
She licked her lips.“It’s nice.I suppose.”
Teeth grazed her soft skin.White heat turned her vision blank.When she could breathe again, he was laughing at her.
“I told you to keep your hands on the rail.”
Somehow she’d clenched her fingers in his hair.
“Bet you can’t keep ’em there.”
Lips firming, she grabbed the bar and curled her fingers around it.“I’ll bet I can.What do I win?”
“Hmm.”The murmur shivered over her skin.He licked her again, swirling his tongue around her nipple.“If you win… Perhaps I’ll let you return the favor.”
“Tie you down?”She sucked in a breath.Her arms were quivering.It was increasingly difficult to keep her thoughts straight.“And if I lose?”
“Then for a week you’ll do everythin’ I say, without even a single argument.”
Lena lifted her head off the pillow.“Not a chance.”
“Then don’t move your hands.No matter what, Lena.”
Ducking his head, he kissed his way across to her other breast and lavished the same attention on it.The sensation shot through her like the charged lightning the Echelon used and stored in Leyden jars.
Throughout it all she clung to the bed, her hips arching up, desperately pleading for something, anything more.Her thighs were wet with her own need, the scent of it flavoring the air.He had to know.
“Breathe,” he told her, smugly wiping his mouth.“It’s about to get better.”
“Better?”
His fingers tickled her thigh.His mouth trailed down her stomach and she forgot to breathe.Little white dots danced before her eyes.“Will!”
Nuzzling into the thatch of dark hair between her thighs, he eased them wider.“Heard enough stories ’bout what a woman likes.Might take some practice though.You let me know how I’m doin’.”
His mouth closed over her sensitive, wet flesh.Lena’s eyes widened.“Will!” The word was almost a scream, the shock of it slicing through her in waves of sensation.
Heat seared her as his tongue delved deep inside her.The rasp of his stubble against her oversensitized skin tore another gasp from her throat.Good heavens!What was he doing?How did he know?He nuzzled higher, sucking at the tender nub at the center of the sensation.
Lena lost her bet.
She clung to his shoulders, her hips jerking beneath him as he lathed her delicate flesh.“Don’t stop!”She arched her hips up, trying to force herself against his mouth.“Oh, my God!Don’t you dare stop!”
Delicious tension stretched and furled deep within her.Head thrown back, she gasped as he lapped at her, suckling her into his mouth.Soclose… So close to the edge…
She screamed as it broke within her.Screamed as he suckled her hard, driving her spasms higher, forcing the sensation through her.Sensation finally ceased as he lifted his head, eyes dark with amusement.He licked his lips and she rolled to the side, involuntary quivers shooting through her body as she sucked in desperate breaths.
Fingertips trailed up her thigh, circling her hip.The muscle jumped beneath his touch.“Lena.”Humor flavored his voice.He kissed her hip.“Did you like that?”
“I daresay I liked it rather a lot,” she gasped.“But I’m not quite sure at the moment.The world seems to have shifted.”
He laughed, his voice dropping to a smoky whisper.“You taste delicious.”Another kiss, against the curve of her hip.He crawled up over her, nudging aside her arm and capturing her nipple between his lips.
It was too much, too soon.But she could no sooner have pushed him away now than she ever could have.Rolling onto her back, she slid her legs around his hips with a shudder.“You’re still wearing your trousers.”
He caught her questing fingers and pressed her flat onto her back.As he captured her mouth, she tasted her own body on his lips.“And you’ve lost your bet.”
Lena lost herself in the taste of his mouth.“You’re getting better at this,” she whispered, tracing his tongue with her own.
