His Princess - Stacy Gail Page 0,31

this thong and ruin the whole moment, so, uh, hang on a sec. Let me just get untangled—”

“I gotcha.” With a low laugh, he closed in and scooped her up. The thong, hooked on one of her feet, went flying as he headed for the bedroom. “Swear to Christ, you are the fucking limit, my lady.”

“Am I?” Curling her arms around his neck, she began nibbling along the line of his neck. Yum. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“It's a great thing, especially when you make me laugh. Since you already make me horny as hell, the added kick of laughter makes you one helluva potent package.”

“I'm happy to hear it.” Her lips caressed along the line of his jaw. He turned his head to catch her wandering mouth, and delved into a swoon-worthy kiss before setting her on the bed. “You have that same effect on me.”

“Let’s see about that.” His mouth caught hers once more while he moved between her thighs, hitching her knees up high on either side of his torso until her legs were folded completely against him. She thought he would simply get to the good stuff and enter her then and there, but to her surprise and delight he slid a hand between their bodies to find her cleft.

“There it is,” he crooned, and she could hear the triumph in his tone as he stroked her. Then he focused his attention on the throbbing little nub of her clit, and suddenly the only thing she could focus on was that earth-shaking pleasure center. “You weren’t lying to me, my lady. You really are horny for me. I love how wet your pussy is.”

“It’s all your fault.” She closed her eyes and focused on the relentless circling and massaging of that light, pulsing cluster of nerves, feeling the pleasure balloon in every cell of her body. “Just hearing your voice arouses me. But this… Oh, God, this is…”

“Perfect,” he finished for her, and repositioned his hand so that he could slip two fingers past her threshold, entering her even as his thumb continued its erotic stroking. “You and me together, that’s what I call perfect. Get used to it.”

She could only arch her body in response, a keening noise escaping her clenched throat while the grip she had on her sanity began to slip. Frantically she tried to hold onto it, and made herself try to back away. “Not yet,” she panted, while every instinct she had cried out in protest. “I want you with me when I come. I want you inside me. Please, Gus…”

“You’ll get what you want, but not just yet.” His fingers probed deeper while his thumb increased the pressure on her clit, and she could feel the sweet unfurling of ultimate pleasure giving way inside her. Then his mouth moved down to her breast, closed over it and sucked hard on that sensitized peak, and that was the final straw. The delicious tension inside her snapped like dry kindling, unleashing a tsunami of ecstasy that was glorious and all-encompassing. She rocketed into a state of near-mindlessness while her body bucked and writhed as if tortured by the staggering pleasure unleashed by his touch. It would have been perfect, perhaps the most perfect orgasm she’d ever experienced, except for one thing.

He wasn’t with her.

The pleasure went on and on, an addictive cascade she’d never even dreamed existed, but that tiny kernel of displeasure kept her tethered. Once her orgasm began to ebb, she reached up to bring his mouth down to hers so she could give in to the urge she’d had since she first met him. Looking into his eyes, she bit his lower lip in gentle punishment.

“You,” she breathed, her world still rocking and her heart still hammering. “Inside me. Now.”

“My lady gets bossy in the bedroom.” Clearly amused by this, he raised himself onto his knees, then moved her so that her legs draped over his shoulders. His big hands cupped her ass as the crown of his cock pressed against her now-hypersensitive threshold. “I’m good with bossy, lady, as long as you know who’s really in charge. You’re going to come for me again, and you’re going to do it with my cock buried inside you.”

“Yes,” was all she managed to get out before he rolled his hips while bringing her up into his lap to meet his thrust. He filled her completely with that bold stroke, stretching her interior walls until it was