UNTOUCHABLE (Siri's Saga Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

push your buttons, Mr. Moore.
    Taking the cookie, I hover it over my milk. I wait until his eyes leave mine and travel to the cookie, then I dunk it in my milk, once, twice, three times in a rhythm that matches our thoughts. The milk dances in the glass. His eyes watch its journey to my fully opened mouth. Laying the cookie on my flat tongue, I bare my teeth, biting it gently, then I curl my tongue up between my fingers, and pull the rest of the delicious morsel in. Moaning, I chew and chew and chew, working my mouth around and around. Tipping my head all the way back so my neck is fully extended, I close my eyes and swallow, once, twice, three times. I let my own 'sexy as hell' smile spread slowly over my teeth. "That was delicious!" When I cut my eyes to look at him, his eyes are a dark shade of emerald green. I know what he is thinking and it isn't how good that damn cookie tastes.
    Picking my head up, I look straight into his eyes, confident I won that round. His eyes bore into mine for several seconds. My confidence turns into something much more primitive as he smiles that sexy half smile again and challenges me. "Oh, no. You can do better than that. No biting."
    I raise my eyebrows and smirk. We stare at each other with the innuendo heavy between us. I drop my eyes to stare at my milk, not really seeing it. Challenge received. I can feel him watching me, looking for my reaction. I really want to fuck you, Mr. Moore. I twist the glass. No sense denying that. "That's not very lady like."
    He smirks at me thinking he has won, that I'm backing down. Swinging my hair so it is all on one side, I look up at him from under my lashes. Challenge accepted. His expression changes. As I reach for a cookie, hungry eyes wanting me, watch me. I smirk with confidence as I hover it over my milk again. You are never again going to dunk a cookie without seeing this replayed. I wait until his eyes travel to the cookie, then I dunk it in the milk with such force that it sloshes. Pulling the cookie back to the edge, I pause, then I dunk it hard again, sloshing the milk again, then withdraw it to the edge. His breathing changes. Once more, I slam the cookie into the milk and it sloshes over the top. I lean up, push my tits down onto the counter so they pop out of the neckline of my tank top, pucker my lips, and suck the milk from the cookie. His breathing stops. You weren't expecting that. My tongue darts around my parted lips as I arch my back, thrusting my tits toward him, until my neck is fully extended and exposed again. Sticking my tongue out, I insert the whole cookie into my abyss. Closing my mouth around my thumb, I suck it, once, twice, three times. Then I slide it in and out, once, twice, three times. As I massage the cookie around my mouth, once, twice, three times, I hear a very low, primal groan from him. Knowing I have won the cookie eating contest, I swallow the whole fucking thing, once! Another low groan escapes him. Laying my head sidewise as I lick my lips, confident I have made him horny as hell, I smirk. "Like that?"
    His hooded eyes and his hungry expression were nothing compared to the dark look on his face now. It looks like a storm! Battle ready. My body freezes. I have tested his self-control. Wide eyed, I watch him struggling, knowing instinctively not to move, to wait. For all my experiences in Vegas, I have never seen this expression before. The intensity is truly as frightening as it is exciting. I can see and feel the ferocity of his passion. It looks and feels like a storm. Holy fucking hell! The electricity between us sends my hand to reach for him and his eyes dart to it, then they look directly into mine. The piercing power touches something deep inside me and whatever it is comes alive! My tits swell and the nipples shrink, elongate and push out on my bra. My pussy soaks my pants and my clit tingles. Damn, that look turns me on! He is a fucking fine Beast who would feast on me! I pull my hand back. I would