The Scandal (Billionaire's Beach Book 4) - Christie Ridgway Page 0,60

voice, this time, but her own. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the hem of her pull-on shirt.

Not fast enough for Joaquin. He was there, now naked himself, and he jerked the fabric over her head then attacked the clasp of her bra. Without taking time to give attention to what he’d bared, he went for the fastening on her pants and drew them and her panties down her legs, her flip flops springing free at the same time.

Then he crawled over her, his knees on either side of her hips, his eyes burning trails over her sensitive flesh as he surveyed her nakedness. She took in his as well, the wide shoulders, the pumped pectorals, and the rippling abs. He exuded masculine energy, and her blood ran hot in response.

One of his hands crawled up her belly to her breast and he cupped it, weighed it, rubbed his thumb in an unhurried manner over the nipple. She shivered, biting her lip to keep from begging.

“I’m going to get you so wet,” he said, in an almost idle tone that ratcheted up her desire. “And then I’m going to swallow all that sweet cream down. The best kind of dessert.”

She was shaking in need now, both scandalized and stirred up by the stark words in the lazy tone of seductive promise.

“How many times have you come in a row before, doll?”

Her gaze jumped from his caressing hand to his face. “Um…one?”

His smile spread slow and wide. “I think we can do better than that.” Then he leaned down to take her nipple into his mouth and nipped her there.

She yelped, even as fire burst over her skin. He chuckled against the soft side of her breast, nuzzling a moment before giving her another tiny bite. Her hips jerked high, and she felt moisture gush between her thighs.

I’m going to get you so wet.

He moved his hot mouth to the other breast, biting and sucking, and then coasted his lips down her torso to tease her belly button. She moaned as he dabbed his tongue into the tiny whorl. How could he make even a navel erogenous?

Then his heavy muscled shoulders made a place for themselves between her thighs. She felt vulnerable, stretched so wide, and even more so when he used his thumbs to open her there. His breath on her intimate flesh made her lose her own and her hand went to his hair, whether to push him away or pull him closer, she didn’t know.

But Joaquin knew what he wanted.

“So wet,” he said, glancing up, satisfaction on his face. “And I’ve not even tasted you there yet.”

At the words, Sara’s nipples tightened to even harder points and she felt a spasm in her womb. She was mad for him, mad to have him touch her, taste her, anything and everything.

“Do you want my mouth, Sara?” he asked, thumbs tenderly stroking her inner lips. “Because I’m desperate to eat you right up.”

She felt frantic, held open yet not possessed by him. Her heart slammed against her ribs with every rapid beat, and she moaned his name as her fingers tightened in his hair. Then he pursed his lips and kissed her clit, the peck a brief tease.

As she moaned again, he laughed, the sound wicked and knowing. “Tell me you want my mouth, Sara.”

Could she even speak? She swallowed, her throat dry, but the delicious taste of him still on her tongue. It gave her courage. “I want…” Everything. Your mouth, your cock, the whole of you near to me for the rest of my life. She closed her eyes tight against the truth of that. “I want your mouth.”

And then he gave it to her. Short laps and long drags of his tongue. His lips pressed to hers like other kinds of kisses. Then he ate at her soft flesh with a playful growl, and she spread her legs wider of her own volition, offering herself as the feast.

“Hold back your knees,” he said, the words vibrating against her flesh.

The move tilted her hips, and she might have been mortified by the blatant pose if he hadn’t then speared his tongue, piercing her channel while making wet, hungry sounds of pleasure.

Lust made her dizzy and need made her cry out. “Joaquin,” she said. “Please.”

One hand crawled to her breast. He tweaked the nipple as his mouth moved toward her clit. Her entire body was strung tight, and when he worked the sensitive bud with his lips and