Page 37 of Wild Rush Of Love
Before meeting Rush, she’d had no idea it was possible to feel so much in one instant. She experienced it all in a breath-stealing flash, and when the fiery-burst of sensation ebbed, one overwhelming emotion remained—need.
Her body ached.
Every inch, every cell, every beat of her heart pulsed with an agonizing throb. She’d never felt more out of control, more chaotic but calm, morealive.
There wasn’t time to analyze what was happening. No need to worry about why or how or what next. The only thing that mattered was now was living in the moment and letting each new reaction take her under Rush’s spell.
“You still have your clothes on,” Rush murmured in her ear before tonguing her lobe with a hot swipe. “We need to fix that.”
His fingers slipped beneath the hem of her shirt, feathering across her belly in the lightest caress before he pushed the material up her ribs and urged her arms up so he could pull the top over her head.
She drew in a breath when the heat of him pressed along her back. Nothing lay between their upper bodies. For the first time since that night in his room they were skin to skin.
“So beautiful.” He leaned over her shoulder and spoke against her cheek, his breath warm as it fluttered across her skin. “I’m going to get rid of these pants then lay you out on the bed so I can look my fill. I didn’t get to look before.”
The idea of being naked in front of him made her shiver. They’d stripped all the way last time, but when she’d freaked out and told him to stop they’d put their clothes back on, and in that small moment of nakedness, neither of them had really looked. Well, she hadn’t. Obviously Rush hadn’t either.
“Still with me, Sabreena?” His fingers worked back and forth along the elastic of her pants.
“Yes,” she gasped as his hand slid beneath the material.
His fingertips hovered just above her pubic bone, the light caress a wonderfully torturous sensation that had her abdomen quivering. Heat pooled low, muscles clenched, and flesh dampened.
Moaning, “Please,” she tilted her hips in an attempt to shift his hand farther down.
“Uh-uh, not yet. I want you laid out before we get to the good stuff.” In a maddeningly slow move, Rush swept his fingers back and forth on the trembling skin of her lower belly a couple more times before pulling away.
Reena grabbed his wrist and tried to shove his hand back inside her pants. He broke free of her hold with a chuckle, and, before she knew what was happening, her pants were around her ankles and a sharp crack reverberated through the room.
It took a second for sensation to register, for the source of the sound to make itself known on her flesh. Stinging pain lanced her right butt cheek and a startled cry ripped from her throat.
Heat bloomed, spreading through her bottom and pelvis and settling deep in her pussy with a hard, driving thud.
Trembling, she moaned,“Oh, god.”
“Hmmm…” Rush palmed the skin burning from his slap. “Did you like that, Reena?”
He’d spanked her? She should be offended, outraged by the violence of such a thing, but she couldn’t muster either of those emotions when the hot pulse in her core told her the answer to his question.
Instead of a verbal confirmation, she pressed her ass back into his warm touch and moaned. It was all the invitation he needed to deliver a second blow, this one to her other cheek.
She gasped, arched, pushed her hips back farther, her ass higher, and went with the conflicting sensation of pain and pleasure.
Prepared this time, she took the sting and waited for the heat to burst, the throb to beat deep inside her.
A sultry moan slipped from her throat when the flare of passion exploded in her pussy, arching her back farther and thrusting her breasts out, her nipples hard peaks of puckered flesh.
“Fuck,” he growled in her ear, his palm cupping the new hot spot on her ass. “So fucking hot. This virgin body is so ripe for corruption. You want that, don’t you, Reena?”
“Please.” Her hips rocked, her skin tingled and her core wept. “Please.”
His hands curled around her waist and held her steady. “Step out,” he ordered.
Willing to do anything that got her more of the pleasure he’d bestowed on her so far, she lifted one foot out of her crumpled pants then used the other to kick them aside. Once she was free of the last of her clothes, he let her go and stepped back, taking all that delicious heat away, making her shudder.
She spun around. “No.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.” He stood at the foot of her bed, his eyes blazing, his fists clenched at his sides. “Hop on. In the middle and spread your legs.”
