Sweet Seduction(79)

She shook her head, smiling. “Oh no, Nathan. This is my show. My turn. You had your fun. Today you’re mine. All mine.”

“God help me,” he groaned. “I may not survive you, woman.”

She leaned down to nip at his neck and then she nibbled a path to the shell of his ear. “You may not,” she whispered. “But I guarantee it’ll be a hell of a way to go.”

She laced her fingers behind his neck and worked her way up over the smoothness of his head.

“Have I ever told you how hot you look with that bald head?” she murmured.

“Glad Faith talked me into keeping it, then.”

“And your earring.” She nipped playfully at it, holding the ring between her teeth. “Not all guys can wear an earring. It just makes you look like a badass. I love badasses.”

“Mmmm. I’m afraid that around you, I’m one big pussycat.”

She grinned. “You have the hottest body.” She sat up, feeling his rigid erection in the cleft of her ass. It was all she could do not to moan as she remembered how delicious he felt deep inside her ass. “Perfectly muscled. You don’t look like a steroid poster child, but it’s obvious you take care of yourself.”

“You’re gonna give me a big head in more than one place,” he said with a hint of embarrassment.

“Oh come on, Nathan. You have to be used to women throwing themselves at you. Some of them probably make downright fools of themselves. Sorta like I did,” she said ruefully.

“Now wait just a damn minute.”

“Shhh,” she said, placing a finger over his lips. “You’re ruining my revenge.”

“Revenge?”

“Well, yeah. I owe you one.”

He scowled at her, his eyes glittering with annoyance. “That anonymous threesome was your idea, honey. If I’d had my way, your eyes would have been locked on me the entire time and there would have only been two of us in that damn bed.”

Oooh, there was a lot in that statement she wanted to explore, but she’d be breaking her own rule. Damn it. She wanted to hear more of this and, more than that, she wanted to know why he went through with it if he was opposed to pretty much everything on her wish list.

“Later? I want to have this conversation. Much later. Right now I want you to shut up while I fuck you.”

“I’ve always said speech was highly overrated,” he murmured.

She leaned down again and kissed his belly, flitting her tongue out to circle the shallow indention of his navel. He quivered in response and flinched. She smiled. Ticklish, was he?

Deciding that his underwear had put up with enough strain, she dipped her hand inside the band and pulled his cock free. Oh man, he was built. Beautiful, and she’d seen enough cocks that it was not a word she assigned freely when it came to that portion of the male anatomy. Some of them were downright ugly.

But Nathan … Ah, what a man. His natural skin tone was a light tan, and the hair around his cock was light brown, not too bushy. She hated overly hairy men, but he was just right.

He watched her every movement, his eyes glittering with excitement. In her hand his dick twitched and pulsed with impatience.

Part of her wanted to mount up and sheathe him with no workup or preamble, but the more devious part of her wanted to work him into a frenzy. She wanted him to beg again. She wanted to make him so crazy that by the time she took him, his control would be shattered.

She slid down his legs, her pussy clenching as it brushed over his skin. Unable to resist, she slid her free hand down her belly, between her legs and to the soft folds.

Nathan groaned when she closed her eyes and threw back her head, her fingers gliding over her clit, rolling and circling as pleasure worked through her.

“God, I love to see a woman pleasure herself,” he whispered. “There’s nothing more beautiful.”

Tucking that piece of information away for later, she grinned and leaned up, offering him her fingers. He sucked them into his mouth, licking every inch that had delved into her pussy.

Slowly, she pulled them away and returned her attention to his erection. When she let it go, it leaned heavily toward his belly, stiff, the bulging vein on the underside calling to her tongue.

“You have one beautiful cock,” she said as she lowered her mouth to the tip. “I’ve wanted you since the minute you walked into my salon with Faith. Do you know how many nights I’ve lain awake fantasizing about taking you every conceivable way there is for a woman to take a man?”

“Christ,” he breathed. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to go off like a damn fire hose.”

“Then I’d have to start all over,” she taunted.