A Deal with Demakis(53)

                Her heart stuttered and started. She couldn’t speak for the breath caught in her throat.

                She was terrified of what she was doing, of where she was going with him. But mixed in with that fear was also a sense of rightness. She covered the distance between them and pulled him down for a kiss.

                His lips were soft and firm against hers, his hands on her waist lifting her off the ground. His tongue delved into her mouth, seeking and caressing, his hands on her buttocks tucking her tight against the V of his legs.

                Pulling her hands up, he slowly guided her to the wall behind him. A slow smile curved his lips. “You want to know what I like?”

                “Yes.”

                “I would like for you to tell me what you want me to do. You have to ask me for it, thee mou.”

                Her gaze flew to him, heat streaking her cheeks. For some reason, he was pushing her, expecting her to back out of this. She had no idea why. But she wouldn’t let him win. “Fine.”

                She unbuttoned the metal clasps on her vest and the leather fell away inch by inch to reveal her heated skin. Her fingers were steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. There were at least a hundred people on the other side of the glass. But it was the darkening of Nikos’s gaze that spread desire like wildfire through her. Her small breasts felt heavy, her nipples rigid and chafing against the lacy silk of her bra.

                The sound of his jagged breaths filled the room. “I can’t wait to touch your breasts, Lexi. I have been going out of my mind thinking about them.”

                He ran his knuckle over the strap of her bra, his gaze hungry and hard. Without touching her, he bent and licked the upper curve of her breast. Lexi jerked and arched her spine greedily into his touch.

                His forearm kept her against the wall, stopping her from leaning into him. “Sorry, thee mou. I forgot my own rules. Now if you want something...”

                She looked up at him, every nerve in her tuned tight. Her mouth was dry but need triumphed over shyness. She pulled his hand to her mouth and kissed his palm. “I want—” she swallowed at the need rippling through her “—you to...touch my breasts.”

                A lick of fire burst into life in his eyes and a curse fell from his mouth. The sound of it cocooned them in the room.

                He dipped his head again. His hair tickled her jaw, his fingers tugging the silky lace down. Rough fingers traced circles around her nipple, again and again, sending shivers of pleasure through her. Finally, he flicked the taut, aching buds, pinched them between his fingers. And the throaty sound of her moan filled her ears.

                He took her mouth in a stinging kiss. “Next?”

                “Suck...” She was wet just thinking it. If his plan was to drive her crazy with lust, he was succeeding.

                He smiled against her mouth, before tugging her lower lip between his teeth. She clutched her legs tight together, a pulse of need vibrating at her sex. “Yes?”

                She closed her eyes and shamelessly pushed herself into his touch. “Please, Nikos.”

                “What. Do. You. Want, Lexi?”

                “Suck my nipples into your mouth.”

                In response, he tugged her up until she was straddling his knee. His hard arousal rubbed exactly where she needed it. She moaned and moved. And then his mouth closed over her nipple.