Noble Scoundrel - Amy Sandas Page 0,83

for his ragged breath and his eyes glittered wickedly. “I knew you’d love it.”

Despite the languid pleasure still flowing through her body, Katherine rolled her eyes. “Must you always be so arrogant?”

“Absolutely. There’s nothing more satisfying than knowing I’ve pleasured you.” He dipped his head to take her mouth in a hot, searing kiss. “But I’m not nearly done.”

“What—?”

He cut her off with a deep thrust of his tongue past her teeth. While he kissed her senseless, he shifted his weight to one side, allowing him to slide his calloused hand down the length of her body. Shivers coursed in the wake of his touch.

When he combed through the soft curls guarding her sex, she whimpered.

The soft sound of distress had him chuckling.

Katherine frowned, but anything she might have said in response to his humor dissolved as he ran the blunt tip of his finger along her wet seam.

She moaned.

He did it again and she rolled her hips. Even after the pleasure he’d already given her, she wanted more. The man had made her greedy.

“D’you want to feel me inside you, luv?” His voice was a harsh whisper, full of sinful temptation. He tapped the flat of his finger against her slick opening. “Here, where you’re so hot and wet for me?”

Her core tightened deliciously in response and another soft sound escaped her.

He circled the swollen bud of her clitoris. Increasing the pressure with each lush stroke. “Tell me,” he commanded roughly.

Katherine shuddered and curled her hand around his taut neck. Pulling him down until his mouth barely touched hers, she looked intently into his wicked green eyes. “I want to feel you everywhere.”

He grinned. “Everywhere?” He slid his finger between her folds, coating it in the wetness of her climax. Then he lifted his hand to spread her own moisture around the tip of her nipple in spiraling circles. “Here?”

“Yes,” she gasped, arching into his teasing touch as the peak of her breast puckered.

His murmur of appreciation was immediately followed by the swipe of his tongue as he lapped up her essence before it could dry on her skin. Then he delved gently between her thighs again, using two fingers to part her labia, to soften and massage them. His purposeful, skillful touch spurred her arousal as he gathered more of her slick heat.

This time, he pressed his thumb to the center of her bottom lip and gently drew it down, urging her to open her mouth. Holding her gaze, he slid one fingertip past her teeth. She instinctively closed her lips around him and held him against her tongue.

His eyes flashed bright and hot above her. “What about here...against your pink tongue?”

It was odd at first when she realized she was tasting herself on his finger. But the captivated look on his face and the urge to explore had her twirling her tongue around his fingertip before she nipped at the fleshy pad as he withdrew.

Only then did she understand what other part of his body she might explore with her mouth. The dawning understanding had a fierce blush heating her cheeks as a fresh rush of lust flowed through her blood.

“Did you enjoy that?” His roughened voice suggested he had. Very much.

She nodded.

His breath was ragged and short and his smile was tight, as though he struggled to retain his usual careless humor. Still looking in her eyes, he slid his finger along her sex again, pressing more intently against her core. “Would you like to feel my caresses here, inside you?”

Her reply was a trembling whisper. “Yes.”

With a gravelly moan, he took her mouth in a swift and passionate kiss. His tongue plunged and stroked along hers. Her fingers fisted in his hair as she answered every thrust then sucked his tongue into her mouth. His grunt of pleasure was empowering, and she released his tongue only to close her teeth on his full bottom lip, testing her hold on him.

He chuckled softly and countered with a sharp nip of his own, followed by the soothing attention of his tongue. He continued to tease and rouse and challenge with his kiss, engaging her fully until she felt the first bit of stretching pressure as his finger began to push past her virginal opening.

She broke from the kiss with a hoarse gasp at the unexpected discomfort. He immediately paused and pressed light kisses to the side of her throat. “Shall I stop?”

“No,” she answered quickly, clutching his forearm to hold his hand in place between her thighs.