Page 57 of Covert Vengeance

Through the haze of arousal she recalled the bruises all over him. Laying her hands on his shoulders, she smoothed her hands across his skin, gently running them over his back. She trailed soft, sexy kisses over his shoulder, up his neck until she could capture his earlobe in her teeth. “Want you,” she whispered.

“You’re gonna get all of me.” He grasped her jaw in one hand and slanted his mouth over hers in a kiss that wiped her mind blank and made her toes curl in her boots.

His tongue plunged between her lips to stroke and tease while his hands eased down her ribs to the top of her jeans. She lifted her hips to help him, almost lightheaded with the need to feel his touch between her thighs.

Jesse yanked the denim down her thighs, past her knees to her ankles, then pushed her knees apart. Cool metal met her ass as she sank back down. She braced one hand behind her on the hood, stroked the fingers of her other hand through the back of his hair as he gripped her hip with one hand and drew the fingertips of his other up the inside of her thigh.

Her muscles pulled taut, the breath catching in her throat as he paused for just an instant, the pad of his index finger hovering right over the top of her sex where her clit pulsed.

“Spread your legs more,” he commanded, his voice a low, hungry rasp that heated her blood.

She did, straining against the restriction of the denim trapped around her ankles, his hot stare setting her on fire. The confident, dominant way he handled her shot her arousal even higher. Her whole body was strung taut with anticipation, waiting for that first, sweet touch where she needed it most.

Jesse pulled the front panel of her panties aside, a low groan easing from him as he dragged a finger down her slick folds. She bowed into his touch and raised her hips, demanding more. Then his touch inched upward.

She had barely a second to absorb the pleasure that shivered through her when he stroked the edge of her swollen clit, then he sank to one knee, gripped her thigh and lowered his dark head between her legs.

“Oh, God, Jesse,” she gasped out when the velvet heat of his tongue touched her. She’d expected hard and fast, for him to try and claim and conquer. Not this slow, melting tenderness, as if her pleasure mattered to him.

Her muscles quivered, sensation punching through her as he covered her with his mouth and proceeded to drive her out of her mind. One hand held her panties aside, the other locked around the outside of her thigh while he stroked and sucked, plunging his tongue into her needy core before moving up to lavish attention on her most sensitive spot.

Her fingers knotted in his short hair, pulling him to her even as she rolled her hips against his wicked tongue. Then the pleasure stopped abruptly, cool air washing over her heated flesh as he rose to his feet.

She gasped. The sharp whimper of protest died on her lips at the stark hunger in his eyes as he grabbed her hips and pulled her off the hood, setting her on her feet before spinning her back around to face the car.

Chilly metal met the hot skin of her stomach, the hard hand between her shoulder blades urging her to lean forward as he yanked her panties down her legs with the other. Bracing her hands on the hood, she shifted her feet, arching her back and ass while she tossed her hair over her shoulder to look back at him.

Jesse’s expression was set, intent as he tore his jeans open and shoved them down his thighs along with his underwear, giving Amber her first view of the dark, thick length of his erection.

Hungry for the feel of him inside her, she reached back to touch him.

“No.” Jesse caught her wrist and pulled her hand back into place on the hood. “Stay like that,” he told her, the low command setting off another burst of heat inside her.

The rip of a condom packet followed, then he slid a muscled arm around her hips, his forearm protecting her from the hard metal, and the startling heat of his erection pressed against her ass.

She wiggled her hips, getting more frustrated with every passing second. “I need—”

“This.” His hand delved between her splayed thighs to cup her, two of his fingers snuggled up on either side of her clit. She caught her breath as he tightened them, began to slide them up and down slowly.

She could only nod, her entire body sagging under the sudden lash of sensation. God, the way he touched her. The way he held her spellbound, dying to see what he’d do next. It shook her even as it pushed her higher. “Yesss.”

He made a low sound of approval, his free hand coming up to grasp the side of her face as his long fingers slid down to curl around her jaw. “Now. Watch,” he ordered, making her heavy eyelids snap open.

With deliberate care he angled her face, directing her gaze to the mirror propped up against the far wall of the garage. “Watch us.” His lips caressed the tender spot below her ear.

Amber could only stare, spellbound, as the mirror reflected their positioning. Her naked body draped over the hood of the car. Him curved over the length of her back, one muscular arm locked around her and his hand grasping her jaw, his caramel-toned skin a stark contrast to hers.

She didn’t even recognize the woman staring back at her. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks flushed, eyes heavy-lidded with arousal and her parted lips swollen from his demanding kisses. It was like he’d transformed her, held her captive with his overwhelming sensual force.

Each slow caress along her clit had her panting, the hot, hard, tempting length of his cock against her ass making her frantic with the need to feel him inside her so she could come.

“More,” she whispered, angling her face to nip at his fingers as she rubbed her hips against him. “Give me more.” For the first time ever, shewantedto be claimed. Craved it, even, because he made her feel things no one else had.

It was so dangerous, but she couldn’t stop this and didn’t want to.

As if he’d been waiting for those words, Jesse shifted his body, and the heat of him pressed against her entrance. Those talented, stroking fingers kept pushing her closer to the edge, the tantalizing pressure of him lodged against her and the promise of fulfillment pulling a whimper from her throat.

“Watch,” he commanded again, his lips grazing her neck.

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