Page 100 of Reckless Dare

His mouth twisted slightly. “For now, I’ll keep it above your waist. I will kiss you and taste you between your legs when we have more privacy and no one can hear you shout.”

Her face was on fire as she imagined the shocking visual of him kissing her between her legs.

Oh God.

Her core clenched in arousal along with nervousness.

She shouldn’t have goaded him. And now, she knew he would torment her even more. She was both terrified of what was to come and also waiting in anticipation for it.

“Let go of your dress, Ava,” he ordered softly.

She bit her lip. Then looking at his dark gaze watching her intently, she loosened the grip on her dress until it fell to her waist. Cool air from the semi-dark room fell on her bare chest.

His eyes glittered when he lowered them to her breasts. She could see that his face had darkened with passion.

Shivers ran down her arms at the intensity of his gaze.

“Beautiful,” he said while he watched her.

And then, without giving her any warning, he leaned forward and caught the tip of her breast into his mouth and sucked.

She let out a shocked cry as her body caught fire.

“Oh God,” she moaned, her head falling back.

It felt as though live electricity coursed through her body, the rippling shocks moving to the place between her legs.

She gripped his shoulders as he continued sucking on her breast. He caught her nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue over the sensitive tip.

Her eyes fell close at the intense sensations. Her breaths came out in whimpers as he continued to cause havoc on her body. Gripping her waist firmly, and forcing her to arch back slightly, he moved to her other breast and repeated the same passionate torture.

She couldn’t hold in her loud moans or whimpers even though she bit her lips to stop them from escaping. He didn’t pause or care. He was too gone to reason.

He held her hips and grinded her against his hardness, making her cry out at the hot electric currents passing through their cores.

“Abhi!” she called out.

She was worried they wouldn’t be able to stop. Her body was screaming at her to get rid of the clothes between them and let him do what they both wanted.

But she knew they couldn’t. They would definitely get caught.

With trembling hands, she held his face. He looked obsessed as he tasted and explored every inch of her skin while grinding her against him.

“Abhi, stop!” she said desperately.

His dark, passionate eyes finally rose to hers and he must have seen the panic in her eyes. Even though his face was flushed with desire, he paused.

His breathing was fast and heavy and loud in the room. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth before he opened them again.

“Next damn weekend, we are going to the beach house,” he said.

The beach house would offer them privacy. There would be no one for miles together. Just the two of them. Her heart raced knowing what would happen.

“Yes,” she whispered.

He stared at her for a long moment, the look in his eyes making her already trembling stomach tremble even more with nervousness and excitement about the upcoming weekend.

The sound of laughter from outside the room made her jerk. She quickly got off him and stood up. She tried to straighten her dress, but she couldn’t reach behind her to retie the knots. He had to help her.

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