The Vessel - Jenika Snow Page 0,39

said low, barely audible. “The panties and bra. I want to see all of you.” His voice hitched on that last word, as if he were trying really hard to keep his shit together. I watched his chest rise and fall a bit faster as he watched me obey, as I took the bra off first, his eyes riveted to the flesh I revealed.

As if his gaze alone could draw the tissue taut, I felt my nipples pebble even tighter, painfully so. The blood rushed just below the surface of my skin, and I felt my entire body flush. I gripped the edge of my panties, holding my breath as we stared into each other’s eyes. And then I started to push them down, not thinking too hard on the fact I was actually doing this. I lifted my knees, shifted slightly to get them off, then was about to set them on the floor when he held his hand out. I knew what he wanted without him asking for it.

I gave him my panties.

The chilled air hit every part of me as I watched him bring that strip of material to his nose, his eyes unwavering as he watched me, and he inhaled deeply. The groan that spilled from him seemed to be a mixture of pleasure and pain. He tucked the panties into the back pocket of his slacks, and I let my gaze travel down the length of his body again, admiring the tight V of muscles that disappeared beneath his slacks, and then swallowed hard when I saw his erection seemed to be straining even more against his zipper.

“Come here.” His voice was pitched low and deep, and when he crooked his finger at me, I found myself moving that few inches that separated us, staying on my knees, finding the fact so arousing. I swore he could hear my heart beating, could see it slamming against my ribcage. I tipped my head back even more to stare into his face, feeling my breath come in short, hard pants. His eyes seemed to be riveted to my breasts, and when he licked his lips, I was the one moaning now.

I lowered my gaze to what was right in front of my face, felt my throat tighten, my mouth dry. Lucius lifted my chin with his finger, and I was caught in his bright-blue stare. I was drowning in the depths.

Our combined breathing was harsh, and I knew there had never been a point in my life when I wanted someone as much as I wanted Lucius.

“Elise.” My name from his lips sounded pained. He cleared his throat and lifted his hands to push my hair off my shoulders. The touch was gentle, caring, and despite the erotic, obscene position we both were currently in, I felt my heart do a warm patter behind my ribs.

I didn’t wait for him to be the one to make the move this time. I took a shuddering breath and pushed all my uncertainty aside. And so when I lifted my hands and undid his belt, sliding it through the loops, and then went after the button, I held my breath and felt strength move through me.

When everything that could have obstructed my access to his dick was out of the way, I licked my lips. I heard Lucius groan above me, and I lifted my gaze, tilting my head back so I could stare into his face. His eyes were heavy-lidded, his mouth parted as he breathed hard. He looked fierce from his need… for me.

“Fuck. Elise.” His voice was this serrated sound from his mouth, from deep in his chest. “Go on, baby, take it out. I know that’s what you really want.” He smoothed a finger down my cheek. “I know that’s what I want.” His breath was a low whisper.

My hands shook, and I curled them into tight fists as I stared into his eyes.

“Get it, Elise. Put my dick into that pretty little mouth of yours and suck me.”

I exhaled and lifted my hands, gripped the base of his thick shaft, and heard him groan. Lucius was a large man, not just in height and muscular form, but his cock was monstrous, so big my throat tightened. It was a little ridiculous to think it, but I couldn’t help but wonder if something that size would fit comfortably inside me, not just my mouth, but in my pussy too. I squeezed my thighs together as if