Tey. It’s not enough. God help me, I need more of you.”
Before she could process the fact that he had moved, Tehya suddenly found herself sprawled over the low bar that separated the living area from the kitchen. Jordan’s fingers were still inside her, fucking her with forceful strokes as her hips arched, her thighs falling farther apart, while he sucked, licked, and nipped at the tender tips of her breasts once again.
She felt the wildness of his response, the hunger she had glimpsed in his eyes burning out of control as he groaned around her nipple his teeth rasping over it as his head drew back.
The blaze of lust in his brillant blue eyes seared her as he stared down at her.
“You’ll destroy us both,” he whispered as his lips moved from one nipple to its mate.
She couldn’t answer, it was all she could do to breathe. The fingers of one hand held tight to his neck as she gripped his wrist with the other, desperate to force his fingers to thrust harder, deeper inside her. To give her that extra, added sensation she needed to slip over the edge into orgasm.
She just wanted to come. She wanted that heated, destructive release tearing through her before anything could interrupt it, before Jordan could regain his control and pull back from her.
Then his fingers were sliding from her. There was no time to protest the action, no chance to make sense of the sudden desertion. His hands gripped her thighs, pushed them farther apart, and in the space of a heartbeat his tongue licked through the bare, saturated folds of her pussy.
Tehya froze. Her body quivered, so close to orgasm it was agony to wait as she stared down her body and met those wild blue eyes. Then her gaze slipped lower to watch, her breath catching, as his tongue licked around the glistening, swollen bud of her clitoris.
And he let her watch. Watch as his tongue stroked around and laved the swollen, flushed nubbin. It rubbed against the pulsing knot of nerves, sent clenching fingers of sensation spearing to her pussy, jerking her body tight and dragging a desperate cry from her lips as she tried to arch closer. Dazed, desperate, she whimpered at the burning pleasure, reaching, begging for more.
As he pushed her thighs even farther apart, his lips went lower, flickering over the quivering entrance before he thrust inside suddenly, spearing into the sensitive channel before licking with diabolical greed and wicked hunger and setting a flare to the fuse of her release.
Tehya felt herself exploding. Arching, shaking, her back came up, her fingers clenching in his hair as the rush of flames tore through her body and seared across her nerve endings in violent response.
The rush of liquid heat between her thighs had Jordan groaning into the swollen folds of her pussy.
He’d never tasted anything as sweet, as rain soft as this woman’s response to his touch. Her body was tight, shuddering, pleasure tearing through her as he brought her to orgasm, holding onto her, amplifying it with soft licks of his tongue and the little rubbing motion he used against the underside of her clit.
She was jerking in his arms, crying out his name, her voice hoarse, filled with emotion. God, he didn’t want to hear the emotion. This was one night only. It was supposed to be one kiss only, but the damage had already been done. They were both so damned hungry for this that he knew there would be no staying away from each other unless this was finished.
Then he could return to showing the world what a cold, hard bastard he really was. He would return to showing Tehya that there was no future to this, ever. That tonight was all they could ever have.
As the final pulses of her orgasm flexed against his tongue, Jordan slid back slowly, lapping at her, filling his senses with the sweetness of her before straightening, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to her bedroom.
He had been here only once before, when she first came to the Operation center. He had shown her to the small underground apartment, showed her around.
When they had stepped into the bedroom, tension had whipped in the air, even then.
It wasn’t much different now. Boxes were packed and awaiting transport rather than awaiting unpacking. The bed was larger, king-sized rather than full as it had once been.
He laid her in the center of the bed, narrowed his