Noble Scoundrel - Amy Sandas Page 0,82

whispered word. That her naked body could draw such an unfiltered expression from his lips was nearly as exciting as the way his low-textured voice formed the word.

In three long strides, he reached her. Wrapping his arms beneath her buttocks, he lifted her high against him. She gasped at the heat and smoothness of his skin against hers, touching her from her breasts to the tops of her thighs.

Looking down, she watched him take one of her breasts fully into his mouth and suckle. Hard. Her head fell back and her spine went soft as she braced herself against his wide shoulders. The luscious tug and the wicked edge of his teeth on her nipple made her mindless.

She didn’t even know he’d carried her to the bed until he lowered her upon it, releasing her as soon as her back hit the mattress. His strong hands gripped her thighs, parting them wide as he settled his shoulders between them. Tensing in surprise, she lifted her head to see his harshly handsome face drawn taut with a look of reverence and animalistic hunger.

“Gorgeous.” The heat of the harshly breathed word bathed her sensitive flesh a second before his mouth covered her with an open kiss.

The sensation was unbelievable. The wet and the warmth. Then the hot flick and thrust of his tongue, the gentle suckling. All accompanied by the demanding sounds of pleasure he made deep in his throat. As though the act aroused him as much as it did her.

She didn’t know how that could be possible.

His mouth was pure magic.

She never would have guessed this was what he meant when he’d suggested she’d be shocked to know where he wanted to kiss her.

But he was wrong.

There was no opportunity for shock when every lush glide of his tongue along her sex sparked such delicious sensations. Every suckling, demanding tug on her soft, swollen folds sent molten heat through her center. His large hands gripped hard to her thighs, holding her firmly in place as her legs began to tremble and a restless, reckless urging rose higher within her. Tingling jolts of pleasure shot out from her core, up her spine to the back of her skull. She clutched and released the bedding in a mindless attempt to stay in place while everything in her threatened to spin off into the wild storm he’d created.

“Bloody hell, woman,” he snarled against her flesh. “You taste like heaven and sin. I can’t get enough of you.”

“I can’t...” she panted. Arching, she pushed herself more firmly to his mouth, and he responded with swift thrust of his tongue. “I... Oh, God.”

Reaching down, she grasped his head, holding him to her.

“Don’t worry, luv. I know what you need.”

With a husky groan, he covered the bud of her sex with his mouth, suckling sharply before soothing with a twirl of his tongue then a long, flat lick. He continued the torment. Until her body tensed and strained. Until she could no longer think. Until all she knew was intense, deep-searing pleasure. Until that pleasure exploded with a blast of tingling light rushing along every nerve, leaving her trembling and gasping for breath.

As she lay with her legs shaking around his great shoulders, he shifted to press a tender kiss to the softness of her belly. After dipping his tongue into the sensitive well of her navel, he trailed his lips along her ribs until he reached her breast.

Katherine could barely breathe. She felt like he’d scattered her into a million pieces and she could do nothing but lie there as she reformed beneath his tender kisses.

That he could be so wonderfully attentive after displaying such a ravenous hunger stirred something deep in her soul. Despite his denial, there was a great deal of gentleness in him. A wealth of it, and he was bestowing every ounce upon her.

He spent long, lovely minutes lavishing her breasts with attention, and soon the tugging heat of his mouth began to angle down to the still throbbing flesh between her thighs. The restless yearning returned to her blood. She shifted her legs against his hair-roughened thighs. Then tilted her hips upward to where his abdomen rested, forcing her legs wide as she ran her hands ran up and down the hard planes of his back.

With a final, teasing flick of his tongue on her aching nipple, he shifted higher along her body.

Her eyes fluttered open to see his broad, handsome face hovering close above hers. His lips were parted