Virgin Daiquiri (Last Call #4) Read Online Free PDF

and none of them seemed safe. He rubbed his thumbs along
the bottom of her legs and tried to answer carefully. “I love
women. I love sex. You’re a woman who needed sex… and I didn’t want
to let anyone else have you.”
    Caitlin touched his cheek. “It’s hard to
know, sometimes, how or why things happen the way I see them. How
much of a role my actions play in how things turn out. So I try not
to overthink it.” She smiled slowly. “I dumped the drink down your
pants because you were flippant and deserved it. Was I taking a
chance? Maybe. Or maybe you wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t done
it.”
    “ Maybe not,” he agreed.
Because the conversation was treading dangerous ground he wasn’t
ready to walk, he did the one thing he was sure would shut her up.
He turned his head and curled his tongue around her
clit.
    “ Jesus Christ.” She jerked
under his mouth, but kept her eyes on him. “God.”
    “ Not God, honey. Most
certainly not God.” With his fingers curled around her hips to hold
her steady, he had time to indulge himself with a slow, teasing
exploration. And, dangerous though it was, he reached inside
himself for that spark of power, the magic that let him taste a
person’s darkest desires.
    She gasped again, and her
fingers threaded through his hair. “You could just ask ,
cheater.” Still, he met no resistance, and her soul opened to
him…
    And revealed desire. Clean, burning need and
the desperate wish that he’d stop teasing and fuck her. There were
no hidden motives, no secret wishes, no yearning for him to use his
power on her behalf, and it was only then that he realized why he’d
waited so long to read her. He’d been dreading the discovery that
this sweet, gorgeous woman who put herself so trustingly into his
hands was nothing but bait.
    He worked his way back to her clit and
tormented her for several heartbeats with teasing licks before
lifting his head. “And how am I supposed to ask with my tongue in
your cunt?” He slipped a finger inside her instead, and groaned at
the clenching heat. “A smart man uses his advantages.”
    “ You’ve been managing --”
Her words dissolved into a cry, and she thrust her hips up at him
even as her head fell back on the bed. “Okay, any time you want to
stop teasing me, I’ll be eternally grateful.”
    On the list of things he wanted, not many
things ranked more urgently than thrusting into her body. But she
was so damn tight, even around his finger, and the very, very top
item on his list was making her feel so good she wanted him back in
her bed.
    And that was the most dangerous thought of
all… but he didn’t care anymore. She was gorgeous, she was tough,
and she was trembling beneath him with so much need he imagined it
could take months to satisfy every craving. Maybe years.
    The steel dildo rested a few
inches to the left of her hips. Leo replaced his finger with his
tongue as he curled his fingers around the heavy weight of it and
traced the outside of her hip with the narrow end. He knew plenty
of ways to make her ready, make her desperate --
    And he’d use every damn one of them if it
meant earning the right to see her again. And again. And again…
    I am so fucked.

    Caitlin’s already shaky control vanished
when Leo slipped his tongue inside her and teased the cool steel of
the dildo she’d chosen along her heated skin. She tightened her
fingers in his hair and murmured an unintelligible plea.
    The metal tip drifted across the front of
her thigh and paused. Leo lifted his head again and watched her
face. “Ready?”
    “ I was ready before you
touched me.” She covered his hand with hers. “Make me
come.”
    He touched her clit first, the barest brush
that disappeared and returned with no rhythm she could find. Each
stroke took longer as he slid the end of the dildo through her
folds, slow and patient and aggravating as hell.
    And his eyes stayed locked on hers. He
licked his lips and ventured lower this time, barely