the
while her hands discovered how hard and sculptured his torso was.
“Sweet Jesus!”
His body shuddered violently and Callie smiled around the
nipple she was biting. Blade’s hips jerked as if out of control, pushing his
hard-on against her throbbing pussy. She almost swooned when the thick seam on
his jeans brushed against her pulsing clit. Now it was her turn to shiver
violently. She didn’t realize she was so close to climaxing.
“Blade…” Her voice was throaty with emotion, and a little
fear.
Did he even hear her? The kitchen was so filled with their
heavy breathing and moans of pleasure that it was hard to tell. Callie felt
desperation course through her body. She couldn’t help it. The rare times she’d
climaxed had been in the dark with her own fingers, and recalling the wild
movements of her body and her uncontrolled moans, she wasn’t sure she wanted
Blade to witness her lack of control.
If he detected the unease in her tone he ignored it. Before
Callie could say anything else she was being kissed again. She eagerly opened
her mouth to his tongue. At the same time Blade slipped a finger deep inside
her. She bucked her hips into the pleasant, unexpected feeling, sighing beneath
his masterful mouth. He moved in and out slowly, spending extra time stimulating
her clit. Every time his finger brushed over the swollen, sensitive nub, Callie
trembled uncontrollably.
Instinctively, her body arched toward him, and her hips
began moving of their own accord, as she strained closer to orgasm. When
Blade’s finger picked up speed, so did she. Her sighs escalated and his mouth
left hers to kiss and lick a taut nipple just as she exploded in sheer bliss.
There was nothing for Callie to do but let go and ride out the pleasurable
storm racing through her body, and she cried out, convulsing against him.
Panting uncontrollably, she clutched Blade’s shirt in order
to keep from crumbling to the floor. She was astonished at the sense of
fulfillment she felt. Her own driving need shocked Callie the most. She
supposed it was due to a long history of blasé sex. Now she knew what she’d
been missing.
A last shiver reminded Callie where she was and what she’d
just let happen. “Damn,” she said against his chest.
Blade slipped his finger from her pussy. “Now we’re even.”
There was a smile in his husky tone.
What does he mean by
that? With a frown she pushed herself back far enough to meet his slightly
amused eyes. There was no denying the flame of arousal in those dark orbs. Yet
he didn’t seem in any hurry to do anything about it.
“I don’t understand.” Something clicked in her mind, but
before she was able to say anything Blade spoke up.
“You’re sweet ass riding up and down my cock yesterday made
me come. I’ve never done anything like that in all my thirty-nine years.”
Callie tried to swallow. “Come?”
His laughter was a full hearted sound that filled the
kitchen. “Hell, no. I’ve done that plenty of times.”
She didn’t doubt it. Blade was too good looking not to have
any woman he wanted. Callie bet he was a roaming stud in high school. She
brushed aside the unpleasant thought and focused on the here and now.
“I’ve never met a woman who got me so damned horny so damned
fast. When I glanced up from Calypso yesterday and saw that little triangle of
red between your pretty legs, my libido didn’t know what hit it.”
Callie was speechless. She’d done that to him?
“Then you dropped down into my lap and I knew I was in
trouble.”
Someone knocked on the kitchen door, and then Callie heard
whoever it was turn the doorknob to come in. Her eyes widened with disbelief
and fear that she was going to get caught in her birthday suit. She wasn’t
expecting to see the humor grow in Blade’s eyes.
“Relax, the door is locked.” He picked up her ruined
nightshirt. “Forget about breakfast. I’ll come back for lunch.” His
appreciative gaze traveled from her bare feet all