Read Online Only for a Night (Lick) by Naima Simone - Free Book Online Page B

could almost feel his intense scrutiny on her face and bared shoulders.
    “Rosebud,” she whispered, clutching the blanket to her chest.
    “Do you want to use it?”
    Did she? Part of her screamed a blaring warning to stop, at least slow up. To think. Was she really getting ready to do this? How did she go from being celibate for two years to sex with two men? But then the other half of her reminded her of Rion’s stipulation: one night. One night to experience everything she’d fantasized about, everything she had been too afraid and ashamed to ask Terrance for. And if she didn’t do this now, she wouldn’t. It had to be with Rion, the one man she trusted and desired enough to lead her into this new, intimidating territory. But…
    “You don’t mind?” When Rion arched an eyebrow in question, she tightened her grip on the blanket. “Sharing me with another man. You don’t mind seeing him…touch me?”
    An emotion flashed in his gaze, but when he cocked his head to the side, his eyes revealed nothing. “If I said yes, would you go through with it?”
    “No.” Even though she had no claim on him past the next couple of hours, the idea, the mere thought , of his face buried between the thighs of another woman sucker punched her in the chest, the blow swift and bruising. She shook her head. “No, I wouldn’t.”
    He quietly regarded her, his expression as enigmatic as the Sphinx. “Tonight is about pleasure. Yours and mine. And seeing those pretty eyes dilate, hearing you scream my name, and making you come is my pleasure. But make no mistake, Harper. He might join us, he might eat your pretty pussy, he might even fill that sexy mouth with his cock, but it will be me giving you what you need. Me . So no, I don’t mind.” He crossed his arms. “Now. Do you want to use your safe word?”
    “No,” she breathed, the images he’d painted with his words flickering across her brain in a vivid, pay-per-view-only reel. “But…” She hesitated. “Only you inside me. I want…only you.”
    Once more, something she couldn’t decipher flickered in his eyes. Surprise, maybe. But it was darker…fiercer. “Anything else?”
    “No.”
    “Then stand up, and come here,” he ordered, his voice deepening, roughening.
    The lassitude that had weighted her body disappeared, replaced by a hum that buzzed under her skin like a live wire. Anticipation, arousal, and tendrils of fear twisted and coiled, winding through her veins. Her attention solely fixed on him, she slid across the bed and stood, her feet sinking into the plush carpet.
    “Leave the blanket.”
    Her fingers clutched the cover as if in protest before she dropped it to the mattress and padded over to pause before him. She curled her toes into the carpet and fought the urge not to fidget under two pairs of unwavering gazes.
    Rion shifted back a step, then another. Giving Sasha, who hadn’t moved from his position against the wall next to the now closed door, a more unobstructed view of her. Dragging her focus away from Rion, she flicked a glance in his friend’s direction and clashed with his eerily bright stare. She swallowed a gasp, stunned by the desire burning in that wolf gaze.
    “Beautiful, isn’t she, Sasha?” Rion murmured to the other silent man, never removing his smoldering regard from her. Over Rion’s shoulder, she caught the blond’s short nod. Rion continued as if his friend had spoken aloud. “Wait until you taste her. Like honey. Sweet. Thick. Addictive.”
    She shivered at his description of her sex. At the almost impersonal way he talked about her as if she weren’t there. That should piss her off—under other circumstances it would have. But here, with their hot gazes on her, studying her, raking over her breasts and hard nipples, her exposed pussy and quivering thighs…anger was the furthest emotion churning inside her.
    “Touch yourself.” The demand, though silken, carried an underlying thread of steel. “Go on,” he