Charmed: A Masters and Mercenar - Lexi Blake Page 0,12
show her how he could worship her body.
He kissed her, tangling his fingers in her hair and using them to hold her where he wanted her. A little shudder went through Nina, accompanied by a low moan that let him know she’d liked that twist he’d given her hair. Naturally this was the woman he connected to, the one he shouldn’t have.
Was absolutely going to have.
He would deal with the ramifications later. Tonight, all that mattered was making her his. She didn’t know it, but she was going to be his for a lot longer than a night.
He tangled their tongues together, loving the way she moved with him. It was easy to kiss Nina, like they’d done it a thousand times before. There was nothing awkward about kissing her, just an easy sensation that told him this was right.
He moved from her mouth, kissing along her jaw and down her neck. He kissed a path to her breast, easing over the scar he was certain was a bullet wound. It reminded him that she was here to do a job.
He would have the story of how she got that bullet wound. He would have all her stories in the end.
But for now he would settle for something other than words coming out of her mouth.
He licked her nipple, tonguing the tight bud before sucking it between his lips.
A shudder and a moan went through her and her hands moved to the table behind her, balancing her. It had the added plus of thrusting those gorgeous breasts his way, making it easier for him to lavish them with affection. He moved from one to the other, taking in how her breath hitched, the way she squirmed when he gave her the edge of his teeth.
“You like that.” He nipped her, biting down just so she could feel it.
A sweet moan came from her. “I do.”
He nipped her again and then dropped to his knees. Yes, the table put her at exactly the right height for what he wanted to do. “I suspect you’ll like this, too.”
He spread her knees even farther apart and leaned in. That was one gorgeous pussy. He could see the pink bud of her clitoris swollen and poking out of its hood after her recent orgasm. The little pearl needed even more affection.
“Do you think you’ll like this, Nina?” He liked saying her name. He liked it even more when she was staring down at him, her lower lip between her teeth and heat plain in her gaze.
“Oh, please. Please, JT.”
Well, he didn’t like to disappoint a lady. He leaned in and kissed her, letting her scent wash over him. It was better than any perfume. It was her essence, her arousal. He could bathe in that scent and be perfectly happy.
And her taste. It coated his tongue. He parted her labia, settling on her clitoris as he eased his finger inside. She was tight but slick with arousal. She would take him easily, but he wanted to give her more.
“I want you to come on my tongue,” he said against the warm flesh of her pussy. “Do you understand me, Nina?”
“Yes,” she replied in that heavenly accent of hers. So polished and educated. He loved the fact that he could make that accent go deep.
He thrust in and out with his finger, curling deep inside her and looking for the perfect spot to make her go off like a rocket. She was primed and ready for another orgasm.
He was the man to give it to her.
His blood thrummed through his system as he focused every bit of his being on her. This was what was missing from his other sexual encounters. He’d always been able to hold a bit of himself back, but he wanted to drown in this woman. He lost himself in her taste, the soft feel of her flesh, the sounds of her crying out as he found the perfect rhythm.
He kept it up until she shuddered and fell back against the table.
He got to his feet, licking the taste off his lips. He wouldn’t get enough of her. Not tonight. Maybe never. She was different.
He shoved his jeans down. Next time he would get naked with her, but this would do for now. He couldn’t hold back a second longer. He needed to get inside her. He stroked his cock and rolled the condom on as he stared down at her. She was the very picture of lush femininity, with her