Take You Away: A Novella Read Online Free PDF

touch of his mouth against my nipple sends a wave of pleasure through me, and I gasp as he teases the sensitive point with his tongue. He kisses it and sucks it, licks it and nibbles on it lightly with his teeth. I tangle my hands in his hair and moan with every new sensation.
    "Be careful," he murmurs against the delicate skin. "If you’re too loud, you’ll bring the neighbors out here."
    Unfortunately, that’s one of the disadvantages of living in an apartment building. Or at least one of the disadvantages of finding ourselves in a position like this on the balcony. We might be hidden from anyone passing below, but if our neighbors decide to come outside for a little stargazing, they’re in for a surprise.
    Fortunately, Calder and I aren’t exactly new to the whole ‘quiet sex’ game.
    "I like how you blame me for making noise," I whisper. "When you’re the one— ahh !"
    He’s bitten down on my nipple again. I wriggle, but he has me in his grasp and he’s not about to let me go.
    But two can play at that.
    I scrabble for the buttons of his shirt. They come apart easily beneath my fingers, but though I could spend hours exploring his chest—and have, more than once, these past few months—that’s not my ultimate goal tonight. I go for his pants next. He’s already hard, and I squeeze him through the fabric.
    Now it’s his turn to groan, and the sound is a rumble against my skin.
    "We’re supposed to be quiet, remember?" I tease before rubbing my hand against him again.
    His fingers tighten on my sides. I begin to undo his fly, but he yanks me toward him, crushing my hands between us. His mouth moves up to my ear.
    "Who said you get to be in charge?" he growls. "You’re mine tonight."
    Before I can argue—and believe me, I mean to—he flips me over so that I’m on my knees, facing away from him. I try to sit up, but he keeps one hand pressed firmly against the middle of my back, keeping me exactly where he wants me.
    I can only imagine the view this lacy, skimpy lingerie is giving him. I wiggle my ass a little, teasing him, and I’m rewarded when his free hand squeezes the bare skin of my cheek.
    "You’d think you’d have learned a little patience by now," he says thickly. Behind me, I hear the sound of his zipper and then the rustle of his pants sliding down.
    The floor of the balcony isn’t exactly comfortable against my palms or knees, but I don’t mind. Not when Calder’s hand starts moving lazily but deliberately across my ass. His fingers make slow circles along my skin, and it sends shivers up my back and down my legs. My core clenches every time those fingers pass close to their goal—and every time they tug against the thin strap of the thong that passes between my legs.
    But he carefully ignores all of my most sensitive spots. He’s teasing me. Purposefully trying to drive me wild. I know he wants me to ask for it. To grow so crazy with desire that I beg him for release.
    But this silent battle of wills is one of our favorite games. It makes all of this that much more intense for both of us. I won’t ask him for anything. Let him taunt me all he wants—I’m going to do everything I can to make sure he loses control first.
    I lean back slightly—slowly enough that the movement seems deliberate, not impatient—until the back of my thigh brushes against the front of his, and the soft curve of my bottom brushes against his hard length. I hear him suck in a breath.
    "Lily…" he warns, and there’s a wicked promise in his tone that makes my blood rush.
    "What?" I ask innocently.
    His fingers continue to move across my skin, but there’s more of an urgency to his touch now. I shift my weight, brushing myself ever-so-lightly against him again, and his nails dig into my flesh. I fight back the sound that rises in my throat. I don’t want him to think he's gained an advantage over me.
    I tilt my head back, letting my hair fall down into the gentle crescent formed by my back. He takes the