this time the hard ridge of his cock pressed directly against the super-sensitive flesh between her legs, while his weight squashed her to the mattress, leaving her breathless. Her body responded with liquid encouragement, seeping out to lubricate his cock as the rolling motion of his hips stoked the flames higher.
“I wanted to take it slow this time,” he said, an edge of desperate laughter in his voice.
“Slow—fast, I don’t care,” she said, gasping for air. “Just come inside me, please.”
“I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I didn’t get you ready first. Your cunt is red-hot. I’ll hurt you.”
Oh, he’d used the C-word! Her body clenched. On any other man’s lips, she’d have taken offense, but he said it so easily, so naturally. The gravel in his rough voice made the word erotically charged.
“So get to work,” she whispered, “on my…cunt…please,” she whispered.
He growled next to her ear, and his teeth grazed her neck. Apparently, he liked her saying the word, too. Then he lifted off her body, and she heard the sound of rustling bedding.
“Lift your hips, baby.”
She groaned and lifted her bottom.
“Higher.” He shoved two pillows beneath her, raising her bottom. “Do you mind if I turn on a light?”
Pia’s breath hitched. The man wasn’t going to leave her any shred of modesty. With her face pressed to the mattress, he’d have a view of…everything. Places she’d never seen. “Do it.”
He didn’t choose the lamp on the bedside table. No, he went for the one on his bureau, even angled it to remove any chance of shadows marring his view.
Pia groaned and pressed her hot cheeks to the bed.
Max laughed as he returned, the mattress dipping to one side with his weight. His hands caressed her ass. “Don’t worry about it. You’re beautiful.” His fingers combed the down between her legs. “Open your legs wider, sweetheart.”
Once again, Pia obeyed. One part of her was eager for his exploration, the other cringed inside at the intimacy he forced on her. A coupling in the dark was one thing—even hanging from a stall with her legs spread wide had been different. She’d been able to see him. Now, she was vulnerable, under his control. Waiting for the next wicked thing he would do.
He cupped her sex with his palm. “You’re red here, and hot. Would you like me to cool you down?”
“I thought me being hot was the whole point,” she said, her words muffled in the bedding.
“Aroused—not irritated. There’s a difference. You’re red—raw looking, actually,” he said, his voice not sounding the least bit regretful.
“Are you going to give a tour?” she asked, with a bite in her voice.
“Would you like that?”
Again, that sexy hint of a growl made her fingers curve tightly around the sheets.
He squeezed her ass.
“I would never have guessed you were a man of so many words.”
“I was focused before.” His fingers traced a lazy trail between her buttocks. “I don’t talk much when I have a target.”
“You have two targets now.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that! “Shouldn’t you be doubly quiet?”
“But I’m enjoying making you squirm.” He nipped her ass.
She yelped and lifted her rear higher. “A sadist, then?”
“Do you like pain?” He circled her anus.
“Augh!” She bunched the bedding around her face and tried to control the trembling excitement building in her belly. “Sometimes,” she whispered.
“I’ve left bruises on your ass. I’m sorry about that.” He gently placed wet kisses on each one.
“I didn’t mind.”
“I may leave a few more before I’m done.”
“Oh, please…”
Chapter Three
‡
“S educe him or turn him.”
Pia shuddered at the memory of Navarro’s tight-lipped order. His scary, intense stare had made every hair on Pia’s body rise.
Some of the female vamps, and a few of the males, thought he was pretty hot with his dark, shoulder-length hair, olive complexion,
“I wanted to take it slow this time,” he said, an edge of desperate laughter in his voice.
“Slow—fast, I don’t care,” she said, gasping for air. “Just come inside me, please.”
“I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I didn’t get you ready first. Your cunt is red-hot. I’ll hurt you.”
Oh, he’d used the C-word! Her body clenched. On any other man’s lips, she’d have taken offense, but he said it so easily, so naturally. The gravel in his rough voice made the word erotically charged.
“So get to work,” she whispered, “on my…cunt…please,” she whispered.
He growled next to her ear, and his teeth grazed her neck. Apparently, he liked her saying the word, too. Then he lifted off her body, and she heard the sound of rustling bedding.
“Lift your hips, baby.”
She groaned and lifted her bottom.
“Higher.” He shoved two pillows beneath her, raising her bottom. “Do you mind if I turn on a light?”
Pia’s breath hitched. The man wasn’t going to leave her any shred of modesty. With her face pressed to the mattress, he’d have a view of…everything. Places she’d never seen. “Do it.”
He didn’t choose the lamp on the bedside table. No, he went for the one on his bureau, even angled it to remove any chance of shadows marring his view.
Pia groaned and pressed her hot cheeks to the bed.
Max laughed as he returned, the mattress dipping to one side with his weight. His hands caressed her ass. “Don’t worry about it. You’re beautiful.” His fingers combed the down between her legs. “Open your legs wider, sweetheart.”
Once again, Pia obeyed. One part of her was eager for his exploration, the other cringed inside at the intimacy he forced on her. A coupling in the dark was one thing—even hanging from a stall with her legs spread wide had been different. She’d been able to see him. Now, she was vulnerable, under his control. Waiting for the next wicked thing he would do.
He cupped her sex with his palm. “You’re red here, and hot. Would you like me to cool you down?”
“I thought me being hot was the whole point,” she said, her words muffled in the bedding.
“Aroused—not irritated. There’s a difference. You’re red—raw looking, actually,” he said, his voice not sounding the least bit regretful.
“Are you going to give a tour?” she asked, with a bite in her voice.
“Would you like that?”
Again, that sexy hint of a growl made her fingers curve tightly around the sheets.
He squeezed her ass.
“I would never have guessed you were a man of so many words.”
“I was focused before.” His fingers traced a lazy trail between her buttocks. “I don’t talk much when I have a target.”
“You have two targets now.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that! “Shouldn’t you be doubly quiet?”
“But I’m enjoying making you squirm.” He nipped her ass.
She yelped and lifted her rear higher. “A sadist, then?”
“Do you like pain?” He circled her anus.
“Augh!” She bunched the bedding around her face and tried to control the trembling excitement building in her belly. “Sometimes,” she whispered.
“I’ve left bruises on your ass. I’m sorry about that.” He gently placed wet kisses on each one.
“I didn’t mind.”
“I may leave a few more before I’m done.”
“Oh, please…”
Chapter Three
‡
“S educe him or turn him.”
Pia shuddered at the memory of Navarro’s tight-lipped order. His scary, intense stare had made every hair on Pia’s body rise.
Some of the female vamps, and a few of the males, thought he was pretty hot with his dark, shoulder-length hair, olive complexion,
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