She’d never been asked what she liked by a man. Evan had been on a single-minded mission to get her to orgasm. Maybe because they both tried so hard, they had missed something. All along the way, she had been too inhibited to ask. The previous night had blown the top off her sexuality. She’d come so easily with Simon and then Evan right afterward, but only with Evan because she was so primed from Simon. It was all Simon. It had been amazing and if there was one thing she knew for sure—“I want you to take me to the place you took me the other night.”
His eyes blazed possessively as his hands tightened around her fingers. “I told you I would never share you.”
“No,” she gasped when he nibbled her chin. He had yet to touch her body with his hands and all she wanted was him all over her. “The orgasm.” Shocking herself that she admitted it, she would not take it back. She wanted what only Simon had been able to give her. “I don’t care how you do it, just take me there again.” She opened her eyes to his brilliant gaze. “Please.”
His lips swooped down and took hers in a long, deep, intensely intimate kiss. Her body arched into his, her fingers tightly entwined with his. His skin branded her skin. His cock was hard and thick between them. Impatient for him, Katrina raised her legs around his waist and locked them behind his back, allowing his body to bare her weight and not the showerhead. He moaned as she rubbed herself along his thick shaft. His response to her fueled her confidence and her desire. She was so hot, so wet, and so aroused, ripples of panic flashed through her. She wanted him inside of her.
Needed
him inside of her. He was like a drug she had only had a taste of, and she was already addicted to the euphoric highs that came with being touched by this man.
It scared her. No, it terrified her. Their combustive chemical reaction to each other. Because after this, it was back to the real world in just a few hours. And in her real world there was no Simon. Her epic one-night followed by this one-morning stand was her last chance to be with him. To be shattered by him. To launch to a place she had never known existed. Could she handle the letdown? The inevitable craving for him that would infiltrate her waking moments as well as her dreams? She didn’t know the answer, and she didn’t care. She just wanted now to last forever.
He tore his lips from hers and caught her face between his hands. His breath was as shallow and hard as hers. “Kat, I can only promise you right now.”
Squeezing her eyes shut, Katrina bit back a cry of frustration. Emotion swelled painfully in her chest, catching her off guard. It was the story of her life. At least Simon was man enough to tell her the truth up front. For that alone, he stood head and shoulders above the others. Besides, it wasn’t like she could stick around for him either. “Then make right now count. Give me everything you have.”
His eyes widened as a tight smile pulled at his full lips. “Then hold on, sweetheart.”
“I will,” she whispered closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
His big hands slid down her neck to her shoulders, tracing slowly across the dip at her collarbone. His hips rotated in slow seductive swirls against hers, teasing and tempting.
“Simon,” she moaned, hanging from the handcuffs. “Please. Fill me …”
“Like this?” he asked, sliding a thick finger slow and easy into her as his lips caught a nipple and gently tugged at it.
“Oh—yes, deeper,” she begged.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth, rolling it around his tongue, as that big thick finger of his moved more deeply into her. He curled it upward and touched her where no man had ever touched her but him. She hissed in a sharp breath. And when he tapped against her, she nearly climbed on top of him.
He grabbed her ass with his free hand and in his efforts to keep her from sliding down his waist, he dug his fingers into her cheeks.
His eyes blazed possessively as his hands tightened around her fingers. “I told you I would never share you.”
“No,” she gasped when he nibbled her chin. He had yet to touch her body with his hands and all she wanted was him all over her. “The orgasm.” Shocking herself that she admitted it, she would not take it back. She wanted what only Simon had been able to give her. “I don’t care how you do it, just take me there again.” She opened her eyes to his brilliant gaze. “Please.”
His lips swooped down and took hers in a long, deep, intensely intimate kiss. Her body arched into his, her fingers tightly entwined with his. His skin branded her skin. His cock was hard and thick between them. Impatient for him, Katrina raised her legs around his waist and locked them behind his back, allowing his body to bare her weight and not the showerhead. He moaned as she rubbed herself along his thick shaft. His response to her fueled her confidence and her desire. She was so hot, so wet, and so aroused, ripples of panic flashed through her. She wanted him inside of her.
Needed
him inside of her. He was like a drug she had only had a taste of, and she was already addicted to the euphoric highs that came with being touched by this man.
It scared her. No, it terrified her. Their combustive chemical reaction to each other. Because after this, it was back to the real world in just a few hours. And in her real world there was no Simon. Her epic one-night followed by this one-morning stand was her last chance to be with him. To be shattered by him. To launch to a place she had never known existed. Could she handle the letdown? The inevitable craving for him that would infiltrate her waking moments as well as her dreams? She didn’t know the answer, and she didn’t care. She just wanted now to last forever.
He tore his lips from hers and caught her face between his hands. His breath was as shallow and hard as hers. “Kat, I can only promise you right now.”
Squeezing her eyes shut, Katrina bit back a cry of frustration. Emotion swelled painfully in her chest, catching her off guard. It was the story of her life. At least Simon was man enough to tell her the truth up front. For that alone, he stood head and shoulders above the others. Besides, it wasn’t like she could stick around for him either. “Then make right now count. Give me everything you have.”
His eyes widened as a tight smile pulled at his full lips. “Then hold on, sweetheart.”
“I will,” she whispered closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
His big hands slid down her neck to her shoulders, tracing slowly across the dip at her collarbone. His hips rotated in slow seductive swirls against hers, teasing and tempting.
“Simon,” she moaned, hanging from the handcuffs. “Please. Fill me …”
“Like this?” he asked, sliding a thick finger slow and easy into her as his lips caught a nipple and gently tugged at it.
“Oh—yes, deeper,” she begged.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth, rolling it around his tongue, as that big thick finger of his moved more deeply into her. He curled it upward and touched her where no man had ever touched her but him. She hissed in a sharp breath. And when he tapped against her, she nearly climbed on top of him.
He grabbed her ass with his free hand and in his efforts to keep her from sliding down his waist, he dug his fingers into her cheeks.
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