Entwined with You: A Crossfire Novel (Crossfire Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

touching me, the only thing he saw or thought of. But we couldn’t have that physical connection all the time. Somehow, I had to learn to believe in what I
couldn’t
see between us.
    Shameless, my body writhed as I rode his plunging finger. He added another and I dug in my heels, arching up to meet his thrusts. “Please.”
    “When your eyes turn soft and dreamy,
I’ll
be the one who put that look on you, not a toy.” He nibbled my jaw, then moved to my chest,nudging my hands aside with his lips. He claimed my nipple in a gentle bite, his mouth surrounding the tender peak and sucking softly. The ache he created was needle-sharp, my hunger spurred by the sense that there was a lingering gulf between us, something that hadn’t yet been recognized and resolved.
    “More,” I gasped, needing his pleasure as much as my own.
    “Always,” he murmured, his mouth curving in a wicked smile against my skin.
    I groaned in frustration. “I want your cock inside me.”
    “As you should.” His tongue curled around my other nipple, flickering teasingly over it until it ached for suction. “Your craving should be for
me
, angel, not an orgasm. For
my
body,
my
hands. Eventually, you won’t be able to come without my skin touching yours.”
    I nodded frantically, my mouth too dry to speak. Need was coiled like a spring in my core, tightening with every circle of Gideon’s thumb on my clit and every thrust of his fingers. I thought of B.O.B., my trusty Battery-Operated Boyfriend, and knew that if Gideon were to stop touching me now, nothing would get me off. My passion
was
for him, my desire inflamed by his desire for me.
    My thighs quivered. “I’m g-going to come.”
    His mouth covered mine, his beautiful lips soft and coaxing. It was the love in his kiss that pushed me over. I cried out and shuddered through a quick, hard orgasm. My moan was long and broken, my body quivering violently. I pushed my hands under his jacket to grip his back, holding him close, my mouth claiming his until the wracking pleasure eased.
    Licking the taste of me from his fingers, he murmured, “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
    I consciously tried to slow my racing heart. “I’m not thinking. I just want to look at you.”
    “You don’t always. Sometimes you close your eyes.”
    “That’s because you’re a talker in bed and your voice is so sexy.” Iswallowed hard with remembered pain. “I love to hear you, Gideon. I need to know that I’m making you feel as good as you make me feel.”
    “Suck me off now,” he whispered. “Make me come for you.”
    I slid from the bed in a breathless rush, my hands reaching eagerly for his fly. He was hard and thick, his erection straining. Lifting his shirttail and pushing down his boxer briefs, I freed him. He fell heavily into my hands, the thick length already glistening at the tip. I licked the evidence of his excitement away, loving his control, the way he reined in his own hungers to satisfy mine.
    My eyes were on him as my open mouth slid over the plush head. I watched his lips part on a sharply indrawn breath and his eyelids grow heavy, as if the pleasure were intoxicating.
    “Eva.” His hooded gaze was hot on my face. “Ah … Yes. Like that. Christ, I love your mouth.”
    His praise spurred me on. I took him as deep as I could. I loved doing this to him, loved the uniquely masculine taste and smell of him. I ran my lips down the length of him, suckling gently. Worshipfully. And I didn’t feel wrong for adoring his virility—I deserved it.
    “You love this,” he said gruffly, pushing his fingers into my hair to cup my head. “As much as I do.”
    “More. I want to do this for hours. Make you come over and over again.”
    A growl rumbled in his chest. “I would. I can’t get enough.”
    The tip of my tongue traced a pulsing vein up to the head, and then I took him in my mouth again, my neck arching back as I lowered to sit on my heels, my hands on my knees, offering myself to