Page 52 of The Darkest Knight

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Are you going to stand there all day ogling, or are you going to do something about it?” Reese nibbled her bottom lip, watching several expressions flicker across Seth’s features before settling on one of heavy tension. After their stint in the barn, she couldn’t wait to take up where they’d left off.

After most of the guests had left, she’d snuck into his cabin, undressed, and waited for him. And now here he was and she hoped he was still as primed and ready as he had been earlier.

“I had wondered where you’d taken off to.” His thick voice spoke of his inner turmoil.

“I’ve been here, lonely. It’s not nice to keep a girl waiting.”

“Well, in my defense, I didn’t know you were here, otherwise I’m sure I would be too.”

Strolling across the short space dividing them, confident in her scanty bra and panties, she took his hand and led him to the overstuffed chair in front of the fireplace. She’d managed to get a nice fire started and the warmth surrounded them as well as a golden glow from the flames. She’d even lit a few candles to add to the ambience. She’d never been much of a romantic, but living here at Landing Knight she found herself motivated by the dreamy atmosphere.

When she nudged him back into the chair, he didn’t resist, but just looked up at her while a grin tugged at the corner of his lips.

She had a strong hunger to taste him.

“What’s up, sweetheart?” The gruffness in his voice was proof he knew exactly what was about to happen.

“I can’t wait to find out.” She lowered her eyes to his zipper and rolled her tongue along the curve of her bottom lip.

Lifting her gaze, she held his as she lowered before him, positioning herself between his knees. He blew a long breath through his tight lips and she smiled, gliding her hands up his steel-hard thighs.

“You’re killing me, woman.”

“Now that would certainly kill the mood.” She busily unsnapped his jeans. “Have I ever mentioned to you that I love alpha men?”

“N-no, I don’t think you have.”

“I’m only telling you this because I’m not one of those women who can’t take the heat in bed, if you know what I mean.” She wagged her brows. “Got it?”

His hand ripped through his hair. “Loud and definitely clear.”

She toyed with the band of his underwear, stretching them far. “I hope that doesn’t disappoint you…me liking it a little rough at times.”

“Not in the least.”

“I didn’t think so.” Easing his boxers down just enough so that the head of his erection was uncovered, she salivated. His scent, spicy and masculine, made her crave him more. Blowing a breath on his tip, he jerked and moaned. “You’ve made me want you more than should be humanly possible.” She couldn’t wait to see all of him.

Dragging his underwear down a bit lower, she took her time, exploring each tantalizing inch. She slid her tongue over the bulging, thick vein on the underside of his cock, following the swollen path until she reached his tip and licked the slit, only a flick to gather the salty dew. Desire bounced through her, making her nipples swell and her core tingle.

He cursed under his breath.

“If anyone knocks on that door, they’ll pay the price,” she said against his mushroom- shaped head. “Interruptions are becoming ridiculous. I’m beginning to understand why you love being out here alone.”

“I’ll hang them up by their toes.” His voice shook. “Being alone didn’t include this. I like this, by the way.”

“That makes me happy. Now let me make you happy. I’m a bit rusty, but I’m a fast learner. Don’t be afraid. I don’t bite, hard.”

He moaned and quivered. “Damn!”

“You need to relax, Seth You’re awfully tense.” She grinned, nibbling the underside of his erection very gently.

“I think you’re getting a lot of pleasure out of teasing me,” he said in a throaty tone.

“By all means, let me help put you out of your misery.” She tugged his jeans and boxers lower, he wriggled his hips to help in getting the obstruction off faster. Her mouth watered at what was to come soon and her nipples throbbed. Truth was, she was in a hurry to get her mouth on him, over him. Once his erection shot up in freedom, she fisted the thick girth and pumped him, measuring the length and the weight of him. He was solid steel in her palm.

She couldn’t put this off another second.

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