Secretly Craving You(35)

But Emily, submissively on her knees before him moments ago, telling him exactly what she wanted to do to him…

Mmm, I want to eat you up.

When his cock had slid into her sweet mouth, and her plump, sensual lips stretched to accommodate his girth, she'd annihilated his self-control. Her tongue stroking, her teeth lightly scraping over the head of his cock had rocketed him toward orgasm so fast his head spun. That was a decadent, forbidden pleasure he'd never thought would happen with Emily.

A fantasy.

But no more. Now it was real, but he still couldn't believe it.

When she'd stared up into his eyes, showing him how turned on she was, how much she was eagerly enjoying going down on him, he'd lost it. He'd never be able to tell her how much that meant to him.

He turned off the shower, stepped out, then toweled her dry. He wanted to kiss and lick all her sweet spots, but restrained himself. He had to maintain control before he did something he would regret.

She retrieved another blue towel from the bar and brushed it over his wet skin.

"That feels good." He caught himself noticing the gentleness of her touch, attentive and caring. He had never noticed such things about a woman before. Usually, he didn't give a damn whether they were caring or simply horny.

But with Emily, he noticed a lot of things about her, like that happy sparkle in her eyes. The adorable way she bit her lip when she was unsure. The way her eyes widened and her skin flushed pink when he shocked her, or the way her pupils dilated and her lashes lowered when she was turned on. He enjoyed observing the many moods and expressions that crossed her face.

He shook his head, unable to believe he was naked with the woman of his fantasies. A woman who wasn't even supposed to be his type. A woman forbidden to him. And yet, she was so beautiful, his chest ached anytime he glimpsed her. That red-hot innocent gleam in her eyes was endlessly exciting.

He loved making her moan and scream in pleasure.

"I need to tell you something," she said.

"What?" He helped her slide her arms into her silky pink robe.

"I think that marble phallus has supernatural powers."

He frowned. "Why?"

"The times I've held it in my hands, I've felt more aroused than normal."

Unexpected lust spiked through him at her mention of being more aroused than normal, but he had to focus on the important issue. If the object was paranormal, that could explain its value and why someone would kill for it. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Do you want to try holding it and see if it works for you?"

He pulled on his jeans, carefully zipping them over his growing erection. "I don't need anything to make me any hornier than I already am. But I'll give it a try. If it has aphrodisiacal powers, that could make it far more sought after and valuable."

Trying to hide her naughty grin, she nodded and headed out the door. He lightly smacked her adorable ass beneath the robe, making her giggle, then followed her.

Upstairs in her bedroom, she removed the stone penis, still in the plastic bag, from the safe and brought it to him.

He held it in his hands, examining it as closely as he could through the plastic.

"Do you feel tingling warmth, starting in your hands and spreading through your body?" she asked.

Not feeling anything unusual, he shook his head. "No. Does it make you feel that way?" He handed it to her.

After a few seconds, she nodded, her lashes drifting lower over her darkening eyes. Damn, she looked hot.

He took the marble penis from her and held it, trying to feel what she was talking about. It just felt like a cold piece of stone to him. "Any arousal I feel right now is because I'm standing beside you," he said.

She came closer and rose onto her tiptoes to give him a kiss. He laid the artifact on the dresser and pulled her into his arms. Damn, how he loved holding her and kissing her. He lifted her and laid her gently on the bed, then stretched out beside her.

"Do you know how gorgeous and sexy you are right now?" he murmured against her lips.

"I could ask you the same thing, Nick," she said in a husky tone. The way she said his name made his stiff cock twitch with frissons of excitement.

Mmmm, her soft lips were divine. He parted them with his tongue and delved inside. Her tongue teased and tangled with his. Then, she sucked at his tongue, reminding him of how she'd sucked his cock. He felt like a villain for corrupting innocent little Emily. But it couldn't be helped. She'd made it clear what she wanted to do in the shower.

Her fingers skittered down his stomach and rubbed against his cock through his jeans. Pleasure coiled through him, making him even harder.

"Naughty girl."

She nodded and licked at his lips. Arousal thundered through him. She could turn him into a wild man in ten seconds flat.