She stuck out her tits. “I’m not a virgin.”
“You act like one.” His lopsided grin dimpled his cheeks.
“How?”
“Grabbing a man’s cock when he wants something really bad may result in a premature eruption.”
“Oh, yeah?” She’d like to test his resolve. When she reached out to touch the base, he caught her wrist so fast, her pulse raced.
“Don’t make me spank you.”
Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.” Having him discipline her might be exciting. Its forbidden nature sent tremors up her spine.
“You’d like the way I spank you.” He chuckled. “And you sure as hell will love it when Trax does.”
“Trax will never see my bare ass.” She responded abruptly, but the idea stopped her short. After a moment she muttered, “He doesn’t even like me.”
If possible, Dante moved closer. “Believe me, Trax wants you as much as I do, but he has more self control. When he does take you, he will dominate you to the likes and depths you’ve never known.”
“Not if I say no.” His words rumbled inside her body, and she didn’t know whether to be afraid or gloriously excited.
Dante grinned. “Trust me. Once you’re in his arms, the word ‘no’ won’t cross your lips.”
She searched his face to determine his level of sincerity. Her mom always taught her that a man’s eyes never lied. “Do you get off watching your brother take a woman?” She held her breath awaiting his answer.
His thumbs scraped across her nipples, temporarily distracting her. She should get out of the shower and dress, but the pull to be with him overwhelmed her.
“Sugar. I don’t watch. I participate.”
His lips captured hers again. This time he slipped a hand down her belly and pressed a finger on her clit. Blasts of need streaked through her. She could no more pull away than she could give up breathing.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and explored every inch of his delicious mouth with her tongue. He pinched a nipple and the erotic sensations electrified every inch of her body. When he dipped two fingers into her creaming hole and swirled them around, he also strummed her clit with his thumb, and her climax slammed through her so fast her knees buckled. This time, she broke the kiss and growled—a growl that didn’t sound human to her ears.
He dragged his mouth to her neck and picked her up. “The shower’s taking too long. I can’t wait any longer.”
Somehow he managed to open the door and not slip as he almost ran into Trax’s bedroom. He placed her on the bed and climbed on top.
“We’re wet.”
“I know.” His knees spread her legs wide, and her body pulsed at the total vulnerability. “I envisioned taking my time, but I want you too much.” His heavy lids lowered and his mouth was on her tit before she could take a breath. The moment he pulled the tip taut, the ache burst into wonderment. He plucked the other hardened nub causing her back to arch.
She clasped onto his shoulder and his bunched muscles flexed. If she could have reached his cock, she would have taken hold whether he wanted her to or not. The need to feel every peak and valley of his chiseled body took over, and she ran her hand as far down his back as she could. His head bobbed as he tortured her nipple with pleasure. Each pluck sent a shard of pain tumbling straight to her core catching her by surprise. She would have stopped him, but before she could voice her concern, the ache turned once more into blissful pleasure. These thrills were so new to her she hadn’t appreciated how quickly the sharp spikes of pain could turn into swirls of lustful ecstasy.
Just when her nipple began to ache, he moved to the other side. “You are so gorgeous. The perfect size, the perfect shape, the perfect… aw hell. You’re just damned perfect.”
He groaned with the next tug as if sucking her nipples excited him more than it did her. He lowered his hands and clasped her waist. As he dragged his body lower, he licked between her breasts, across her belly button, and stopped at the top of her mons. She clenched her ass to lift her hips.
He raised his head, his expression telling her he was clearly aware of what she wanted. “Are you asking me to fuck you?”
She sucked in a breath. She might have said no at his crassness, except her body screamed yes. “Do you want to?” Being bold thrilled her.
“Sugar, once I start, I’ll pound your pussy so hard, you’ll come more times than you can count. Are you ready for a real man?”
His bravado made her laugh, but at the moment, his big man talk helped her relax. “Are you saying you’re up for the job?”