The Billionaire’s Forbidden Desire(10)
“Don’t.” His order shot out like a crack of a whip. He took her wrists and lowered them to her sides. “Don’t ever cover yourself in front of me.”
He fell to his knees, pulling her down until she was perched at the edge of the bed. His warm breath blew over a nipple, and she bit back a moan as sharp pleasure shot through her.
“Gorgeous,” he murmured before taking it into his mouth.
Her thoughts scattered, and it was all she could do to hold onto him as he suckled it hard. His teeth scraped it, and she could barely drag in air. Restlessness grew, coiling tightly inside her. She dug her hands into his hair as electric pleasure streaked through her body, and she heard herself whimper please over and over again…although she wasn’t sure what she was asking for. She just knew he was the only one who could give it to her.
He cupped her other breast in his large hand, pinching the nipple with just enough force to make her back arch. When he pulled away from her chest, she groaned loudly with protest until she found his lips trailing down her belly, leaving wet kisses behind.
Her body quivered as he pulled down her pants and panties. She should be embarrassed, but she was past caring as he breathed softly over her inner thighs. He pressed his mouth against her calves, and she bit her lower lip, hoping he wouldn’t notice her ankles weren’t quite perfectly straight or that her feet had suffered years of abuse inside ice-skates.
She didn’t even know why his opinion mattered when tens of thousands of people had seen her flaws already, but it did. She’d never felt more vulnerable and nervous.
“Perfect,” he whispered.
The tension eased, and she let out a shuddering breath. He nibbled on her skin, his lips and tongue and teeth moving expertly to set her nerves on fire. Cool air brushed between her slick folds, and she flushed, although she was too turned on to care much.
“You’re so wet, love.” His eyes glittered.
“I can’t help it.”
He growled, the sound reverberating deep in his chest. “I don’t want you to.”
She swallowed, waiting and wanting and…
His mouth closed over her sex.
Her head fell back. He lapped her up, like she were a peach dripping with juices. His hands pushed her thighs wider apart, and she let him, willing to do anything so long as he didn’t stop. He sucked her clit hard, then pushed a finger inside her.
She clenched around the sudden invasion. It felt so good as he stretched her, but somehow it wasn’t enough. She wanted to beg for more, but something held her back. He plunged his finger in and out, then a second one joined.
Something bright and wondrous formed inside her. He increased the pressure of his movements, then curled his digits, hitting just the right spot. “I want to taste your orgasm on my tongue.”
The dark whisper rippled over her senses just before he licked and sucked between her legs. Fiery pleasure exploded inside her, ecstasy overloading her. Her back arched as she screamed. She put a palm over her mouth, biting the heel of her hand to muffle the sound.
Dane pulled her up the bed, setting her in the center. He was already nude, having shrugged off his robe. He twisted her hair in his hand, holding her head tightly, and kissed her mouth. He tasted salty, like her, and she welcomed him into her mouth, sucking him and moaning against him. His thick erection nestled between her folds, and he rocked sweetly, bumping into her clit. She shuddered as the familiar tight ball formed in her belly.
He lined his cock so the head could dip in and out of her, teasing her with shallow thrusts. She angled her pelvis for a deeper penetration, but he adjusted himself, frustrating her.
She clutched him to her, her hands clumsy. “Please… Don’t deny me.”
He groaned. “I don’t have a condom.”
“It doesn’t matter. I can’t get pregnant.” Her periods were extremely irregular, and when she had them, they were more like light spotting. Her doctor had said she wouldn’t be fertile until she gained at least thirty pounds.
“You’re so small and tight.” The muscles in his jaw bunched. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me.” He’d already given her more pleasure than she’d ever experienced. “Please.”
He took both of her wrists in his hands, pushing her arms up, imprisoning her in his grip. “You’re so damn beautiful. Hot.”
He plunged in, burying himself deep inside her. She cried out at the stunning invasion. It felt like he’d split her open.
Strain and tension deepened the lines around his mouth and corners of his eyes. He cursed and held himself still. “Why didn’t you tell me?”