Training Their Mate(42)
He laughed and several people at nearby tables looked their way. “Eat up.”
They took a quick walk to the water, dipped in their feet so they could say they’d done the beach thing, and headed back to the car.
The quiet, sunny respite had done wonders for her soul. “If I could afford it, I’d consider living on the beach.”
“Too much danger from wind.”
Hurricanes were a problem in Florida. “True. Maybe renting a place for a month after hurricane season might be nice.”
“Indeed.”
He opened her car door and she eased in. She didn’t miss Dante scoping out the area as if he expected trouble. Not wanting to get into a debate about how he knew where these Colters were, she kept quiet.
During the drive home, her imagination went a little wild. Perhaps she could convince him to take her into the playroom. Even though Dante didn’t seem the type to demand her submission, she might like him to try.
Not long after they left the beach, he pulled up behind their building and parked. He cut the engine.
“Ready for your world to rock?” He winked.
She so could get used to being with this man. “Absolutely.”
As soon as Dante and she got into the house, he plastered her back to the wall. “I’ve been dreaming of having you again all day.”
“Me, too.” That was the truth.
How could these men have gotten under her skin so fast? It was as if she was destined to be with them. She was never one to believe in love at first sight, but with the way they took such good care of her and protected her, not to mention the way they brought her to climax in a few seconds, they were meant to be.
She broke the kiss and started to lift off her shirt when Dante stopped her. “Let me.” He removed her heavy T-shirt over and whistled. “Sugar, you came ready for me.”
“You like?”
“I more than like. I almost hate to take off this lacy bra.” He dipped his head and tugged her close. His tongue traced a path across the top of the pink lace and pinpricks of delight spread over her.
“What do you say we take this into the playroom?” She held her breath waiting to see if he thought tying her up was only for Trax.
His response was to pick her up. “You are the woman of my dreams.”
“Oh yeah?”
“You know I’m a big fan of showing.”
He walked her to the playroom and placed his thumb on the sensor. The lock unclicked.
She couldn’t wait for this adventure.
Chapter Fourteen
As soon as Dante set Liz down, he slid his fingers under her bra and popped it over her tits. “I can’t tell you how much I love these.”
“I thought you were more of a show-me guy.” She grinned.
He laughed. “You got that right, but I need you more naked. My cock can’t decide where to go since you have so many delicious spots.”
She loved that he made her feel so special. Since Dante wasn’t into being neat, she toed off her shoes and kicked them toward the wall. He held her hands in one of his as if he wanted to take down her pants.
“I have a better idea.”
He stepped over to the credenza and opened the drawer. When he turned around, he had a soft looking rope in his hand, but she couldn’t make out the material, just that it was long. The red lights sat on the floor and illuminated the walls. They’d come on automatically when they entered, which made it a little hard to see well.
“Turn around.”
She liked how his voice had lowered an octave. He had her tied in no time. If she didn’t know better, she might have guessed he’d roped calves in his past. He stepped in front of her.
Without saying a word, he unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down over her hips. “Ooh, sugar, you did plan on seducing me, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.”
“Well, you came to the right place.” He walked around to her rear and whistled. “I’m thinking I might have to take you in the ass today.”
Tremors of joy squeezed her tight. She hoped he’d say that. He returned to her front and cupped her face. His kiss came out hard and demanding, sending swirls of lust right through her veins. His tongue begged for entrance, and she opened up to let him explore her. He tasted of ketchup and pickles, a combination she found endearing. With her head held captive, his tongue probed her mouth as if he was imagining what he was going to do with his cock in a few moments. Thrills sped between her legs and she stepped closer. The second her hips met his he broke the kiss.
His eyes were hooded and his mouth slack. “I won’t last if you touch him.”
He got on his knees and as soon as he tugged off her jeans, she stepped out of them. When he placed his face on her stomach, a warm feeling of belonging swept over her. He didn’t give her long to enjoy the sense of endearment, because his tongue darted out and encircled her belly button. The moment he grabbed one ass cheek and squeezed, she wasn’t sure she could wait for him to take his time.