Page 51 of The Charmer's Gambit
“Uh . . .” I bit my lip. Admitting that I was trying to mentally justify my semi-sexual relationship with him did not sound appealing. So I went with, “Work.”And how these feelings I seem to be developing for you are seriously bad for my career. If things heated up between us much more, I’d have to tell the firm about it. And wouldn’t that be a fun conversation.
Will gave me a look that said he didn’t believe me, but he didn’t press for details. I walked around to my side of the cabin, kicked off my heels, which I had put back on before using the restroom, and sat on the bed. It was much softer than I expected. They’d put some sort of foam mattress over the seats. Not bad.
I slid beneath the blankets and faced away from Will’s side of the bed as he closed the curtains around us. The lights were already dim on the plane, but he blackened it more by cutting the reading lights overhead before climbing in beside me. There were earplugs and a face mask on the pillow, but I set them off to the side.
The constant rumble of the plane coupled with the darkness closed us off from the world in an intimate way I had notanticipated. We were alone, but not quite, and at any minute, someone could pull open the curtain and see us.
That’s . . . kind of kinky.
His natural heat radiated behind me, but we weren’t quite touching. I thought maybe he was on his back, legs crossed at the ankles, but I refused to risk glancing at him. It would undoubtedly lead to something stupid. Like me kissing him. Electricity zipped along my spine at the thought, sending shocks to all my nerve endings. I squirmed a little as they hit me dead center, vibrating the area between my legs.
Damn it. The man hadn’t touched me in over ten minutes, and yet my body was primed and ready for him. My nipples scraped against my lacy bra, begging to be set free. I fidgeted a little to give them relief, but it only intensified my ache below. An ache Will created with all his sensual flirting and his thorough introduction to what he had to offer sexually last night in bed. Except it hadn’t been nearly enough.
My hands curled into fists. I had wanted to caress every inch of him, but he’d kept it light. What would it be like to watch him come? To give him the same pleasure he gave me? My thighs tensed as an image of me on my knees before him flashed behind my eyes. Fuck. Why was that so tempting? I never enjoyed oral sex before, but something told me it would be different with Will. Everything about him defied expectations and experience.
“Darlin’, you keep whimpering like that, and I’m going to need to find a way to silence you.” His words were a breath in my ear. I’d been so lost in the sensations teasing my core that I hadn’t even heard him move, let alone felt it. As for the whimpering, what did he expect? The man had me all hot and bothered without even trying.
I bit my lip and fought the urge to groan in frustration. Refusing him was an idea of the past, one I couldn’t believe ever entered my mind in the first place. I couldn’t ignore the way mybody responded to him, something he had to have known all along. He weakened my defenses with his subtle advances and charmed his way past my mental guard. If he kept this up, my heart would be next.
The back of his hand skimmed my arm as he pressed an open-mouthed kiss to my neck. Not a full embrace, but enough to set my skin on fire.
“You’re not playing fair, Mershano.” It came out as more of a moan than an accusation.
“Never with you, gorgeous.” He nibbled the sensitive area below my ear and flattened his palm against my stomach. “Now, come here.” The world shifted as he effortlessly pulled me beneath him. My skirt bunched up my legs as he settled between them. I couldn’t see his face well in the dark despite it being an inch from mine, but I sensed him smirking. “Do you need me to help you relax?”
“I don’t think that’s possible around you.” Energy sizzled through my body, and having him on top of me only worsened my hyper state.
“You seemed to unravel quite well in my arms last night.” He nuzzled my neck and placed his lips against my ear. “Though, you’ll have to be a lot quieter here. Those curtains are very thin.”
Exhibitionism wasn’t my thing, but his reminder that we were not alone sent a thrill down my spine. He had a way of erasing the world around us and helping me forget everything and everyone. His ability to overwhelm me so completely both unnerved and excited me. I loved the pleasant cocoon he created, isolating me from all the troubles in life. He made me happy, and that alone was sexy as hell.
I drew my nails up and down his back. Taut muscles met my strokes through the fabric of his dress shirt, making me want to rip the clothes off his back. Last night he taunted me and watched me come. I wanted to return the favor—explore hisreactions, learn his body the way he learned mine, and feel him in the process. With a palm on his chest, I nudged him to his side of the bed and rolled with him.
“My turn, Mershano.”
“Oh?” Even in the dark, I knew he had an eyebrow raised. “Well then, by all means, Miss Dawson. Show me what you can do.”
He tucked his arms behind his head on the pillow in a show of giving up control, but we both knew he would take it back in an instant if he felt like it. Which just meant I needed to get him so out of his mind that he couldn’t think.
Challenge accepted.
I ran my tongue along the stubble of his jaw up to his ear. “Anything goes?”
“Sure, darlin’.” So arrogant. He would regret it soon enough.
Yanking my skirt up higher, I straddled one muscular thigh and placed my palms on his hard chest. The shirt needed to go first, but his elbows behind his head made that problematic, as did the general surroundings. I loosened the fabric from his pants until I revealed a sliver of skin. My eyes were slowly adjusting to the dark, enough to see his lips curling in amusement. I looked forward to giving him a different kind of smile.
I pushed his button-down and undershirt upward to expose all those delicious abs and the bottom of his pecs. All those strong lines threatened to distract me from my mission, but I held myself in check and leaned down to kiss the center of his sternum. My tongue followed, tracing a pattern created by his muscles.Mmm. He tasted like sin and man and a sweet treat that was specifically designed for me to enjoy. When I reached his belly button, I looked up to meet his smoldering gaze.
Not laughing now, are you?
A light dusting of hair met my mouth as I discovered his happy trail and followed it lower to his belt. He didn’t stop me as I unfastened the leather or when I popped open the button on his pants. I took both as a sign that I was free to continue my oral explorations wherever I pleased. And, oh, did I want to savor every inch of him.
With a grin against Will’s lower abdomen, I pushed the slacks down to the tops of his thighs and played my fingers over the elastic of his boxer briefs. Heat radiated from his groin, seducing me to move my hands lower until I palmed his cock through the thin cotton.
Holy hotness. I knew from our prelude last night that the man was well proportioned, but having him in my hand took that knowledge to a whole new level. My mouth watered in anticipation and my sex tingled. Never before had the idea of sucking a man off turned me on, but nothing about Will fit my norm. I desired things with him that I shouldn’t, and knowing that only made me crave those things more.
I nuzzled the muscular indent beside his hip and loved how it made his hard length pulse against my palm. Wrapping my fingers around him, I gave him a stroke and watched his abdomen clench in response. There was no hint of a smile on his face now as he watched me beneath his hooded gaze. But those arms were still tucked behind his head in a leisurely position that signified self-restraint. I hooked my thumbs in his shorts and carefully slid them down to join his pants. His hot member jutted upward, and I caught it with my mouth.
