Dangerous Secrets (Montana Men #6)(34)

She should have been scared. She was right! Mike was working at the waistband of her lace panties, pulling them down her legs! "No, Mike," she sobbed, remembering what he'd done to her last night. Yes, it had been beautiful. But she was too wound up. "I can't," she said, holding her hands out to try to ward him off. 

"You can," he argued with a wicked light to his eyes. "And you will," he promised.

Still, she shook her head and tried to scoot away from him. But once again, his strength gave him complete control. His hands lifted her up, placing her higher on the bed while his knees pressed between her legs. There was nothing she could do to prevent him from having his way with her. And when his fingers stroked those pink folds, she closed her eyes and sighed as her fingers clenched the comforter, praying that she'd be strong enough to endure his torment.

She wasn't!

Halley was so turned on that, by the time his finger slid inside of her wet heat, she just about exploded. Obviously, Mike knew how close to a climax she was and pulled back, not allowing her to find release so easily.

"Mike!" she screamed, her body no longer trying to wiggle away, but her hips unconsciously reaching for his fingers again. That's when his mouth covered her core and she screamed again, this time in agony because she knew he wasn't going to allow her to climax.

She tried to hide her reaction, needing it too intensely. But was Mike fooled? Nope! Being silent while his tongue licked, flicked, and nuzzled her heat didn't fool him a bit. Two fingers slid into her body and she pressed herself against that touch. "Please! I can't do this! I can't take it any longer!"

He laughed, his tongue moving against her as he tasted her, teased and tortured her right to the brink again. "You taste incredible, Halley," he told her, his fingers sliding in and out of her body, flicking against the inside, hitting a place that was making her crazy. "I don't think I'm going to be finished down here for a while."

Halley whimpered, her body so close, so on fire, she thought she was going to ignite. Her fingers were alternately pulling at his hair and then pressing his head to the place she needed him to be. None of it was working. He ignored her tugs and pulls, doing anything he wanted to her.

"Mike!" she yelled, her hands abandoning his head and moving to the bed, clenching at the covers as she tried to move away from his mouth and hands. It didn't work. He had the strength to hold her right where he wanted her. "Please!" she begged.

"Tell me you won't hide from me, Halley. Never again."

She nodded. "Yes. Anything."

He looked up at her, his fingers still teasing her, sliding in and out of her heat. "You're mine, Halley."

"I'm yours!' she agreed breathlessly, even as her hand reached down to grab his wrist, trying to pull his hand away.

"Take your hand away, Halley. I want to touch you." His fingers stilled, not giving her what she wanted. She stared at him for a long moment, her body literally vibrating with the desperate need for a release. "Take your hand away and I'll give you what you want."

She saw the truth in his eyes but her hand was still slow to react. When he flicked against her nubbin with his thumb, she gasped, her body twisting once more. But her hand released his wrist.

With a triumphant look, he lowered his head once again. Halley was quivering, fearful and yet, hopeful. When his tongue moved back against her swollen folds, she grabbed his head once more. But this time, he gave her what she needed. His mouth closed over that nub, his fingers sliding in and out while his finger pressed upwards. The combination of his finger pressing from the inside and his mouth sucking at that nubbin, she screamed out her climax so loudly that she hurt her throat. The release seemed to go on and on, pulsing around her as she rode the waves of such intense pleasure, she wasn't sure what was going on.



       
         
       
        

Mike watched, barely able to restrain his own climax as she splintered apart with his touch. Never before had he seen anything so arousing. When her body finally slowed down, he grabbed a condom, moving backwards as he rolled the protection down his shaft. She barely even opened her eyes as he placed himself at her hot opening. Slowly, inch by inch, he pressed into her. Watching her face, he almost laughed at the surprise in her lovely features as he filled her up.

A moment ago, she'd been lying amid the bedcovers, limp and completely satisfied. But with his entrance, her body started to flutter back to life. "Mike," she whimpered, knowing what was to come. "I can't," she pleaded with him.