Page 89 of Stockman's Stormcloud

He gripped her hair, pulling her beautiful neck back as he followed with his hot mouth over the soft, smooth, slender throat. ‘I can’t hear you, Nurse Kitty?’

‘Yes,’ she breathed.

‘Louder.’

‘YES.’

His ego was getting off on this. He’d never met a woman so needy for him, but a woman who also made him feel so alive.

‘My sweet, sweet Sophie. What am I going to do with you? Hmmm…’ His nose nestled into her neck, that part just below her ear that made her body tremble. Her skin broke out in goosebumps, and she bit on her bottom lip to hold back a groan. It only turned him on even more.

But what surprised him was when her small hands gripped him. His whole body, including his brain, dropped into his groin.

‘Are you going to man up? Or are you going to tease me?’ And there was the bad kitty, with her small hands so warm and soft, strongly stroking his shaft to heaven.

But two could play this game, and he liked playing games with Nurse Kitty, and this playing board was their best one yet.He hoisted her onto the small bench beside them. Licking his fingers, he found the soft space between her legs, and his mouth eagerly found a breast.

Sophie leaned back and groaned, head tilting back, legs spreading around his body, as he suckled on one breast, driving his fingers deep inside her.

‘So soft.’ In that tight space, his fingers flexed, feeling her heat and wetness, preparing her. ‘So hot. So wet…’Breathing heavier, his mouth watered at the sexiest woman he’d ever met.

He could do so much more, yet what little control he had left was slipping fast.

He set to work.

His fingers worked on her soft nub until she squirmed, while his mouth gave attention to her amazing breasts. He lost himself in her body, truly relishing her reactions to his touch.

Her small, soft hands raked through his hair, then ran down his back like claws. She moaned in a way that he felt travel from her chest, as he felt her body shudder against his fingers, until she came over his hand.

‘That’s my sweet, sweet Sophie.’ Damn, she was sweet, but she was also naughty, and he was looking forward to bringing that side of her to the surface.

He brushed the hair free from her face, kissing at the sweat beading on her forehead. Her lips were red and rosy from their kisses, and her eyes held a look that made him want to make her come again. They were bedroom eyes, the kind of eyes that should only be shown to him. It was such an intimate look of unafraid trust in those clear sex-glazed bedroom eyes, he loved that look from his woman.

Now she was ready.

With shaky fingers, he rolled on the condom. ‘You can guide me in.’

Twenty-nine

Sophie’s whole body froze as she held her breath, facing a naked and beautifully powerful, gorgeous god.

Grateful to be sitting on the side bench where she rode the incredible high he’d so effortlessly elicited from her. It was crazy to think this dark and dangerous man wanted her. And just her. It only made her desires deepen.

She wriggled to the edge of the side-bench, with one hand on the back of his neck, her other hand wrapped around his rock-hard length. It was so smooth and strong, like the sinfully beautiful man before her. His powerful hands gripped her thighs, his mouth parted as if to kiss her, while his beautiful cock grew impossibly harder in her hand.

The control she felt was mind-blowing. She wanted to see him come apart. To see his glorious chest rise and fall with ease, for those amazing lungs of his to work harder, for him to breathe just for her. ‘Are you ready?’

‘Are you?’

They both held their breath.

But it didn’t last long.

She sucked in her breath, and he hissed when his tip bumped against her slit, already wet and aching to be filled by him.

Using his thighs to widen her legs, he pushed into her, making her entire body spread and stretch for him, making it so good he left her breathless. That’s when those strong, magnificent, hardworking hands of his gripped her hips harder as he leaned in to sweep a kiss across her mouth.

She couldn’t get enough of the way he felt inside and out. He was heaven. Hot, hard, and thick—the man who was turning her into a bad girl.

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