Page 46 of Educating Arrogant Mr. Hunter

I slipped my fingers lower, grabbed the offending garment, and pulled it aside. “I want you to touch me.”

His green gaze glowed with ramped up desire. My words gave him permission to do what we both wanted. My eyes fluttered shut, knowing sweet relief was right around the corner.

Instead of the warmth of his fingers caressing me, my skin cooled from the sudden absence of his hand. My eyes snapped open.

He tossed me a rakish grin. “Is this what you wanted?” He caught my lips in a slow kiss.

I pulled away and shook my head. “Touch me.”

Beckett slid his hand to the back of my neck. A shiver raced through me when he nipped my earlobe and fisted my hair tight. “I am touching you.”

Frustration ate at me. He knew precisely what he was doing. Beckett was mercilessly teasing me, and strangely enough, it angered and delighted me. He kissed his way down the column of my throat, taking special care of the sweet spot he’d found the other night. “Am I warmer?”

He might not have been closer to where I wanted him, but my body still sent tingles to every place his lips touched. “You know what I want,” I growled, lifting my hips.

His gaze slowly, seductively caressed my breasts. It didn’t matter that my shirt was still on or that he hadn’t physically touched me where I wanted. My nipples seemed to get the visual foreplay and beaded so tight it was almost painful.

Beckett lightly traced my nipples with his fingertips. “I want to pinch and suck these hard buds until you don’t know if I’m giving you pleasure or pain.”

Hot damn. Now I also wanted his mouth on my heavy, achy breasts.

He lifted my shirt, pulled down my bra before he bit my nipple, and then rolled it between his teeth. Light pants pushed past my lips as the sensation bordered on pleasure and pain. He switched to the other breast, his teeth giving the same treatment as the other.

I whimpered.

“Too much?” he asked. His concern for me making him pause.

“No,” I burst out between shallow puffs of air being forced from my lungs. He was setting my body aflame with his strategic use of my body.

“I’m going to fuck your large, luscious tits one day with my steel-hard dick and come all over you. Do you want that?”

Moisture pooled between my legs. The answer to every one of his questions was yes.

His tongue traced a path down my chest and to my lower stomach. His fingers gripped my soft middle as he nuzzled his nose along my abdomen. He was finally going in the right direction. Not that I would tell him, but his detours were thoroughly enjoyable.

Beckett’s fingertips lightly ran over the cotton of my skirt and tugged at it until my knees were exposed. Still bent at the waist, he placed a sweet kiss on the inside part of my knee.

He laid his lips on my skin and licked and nibbled his way up to the juncture of my thighs. My hips bucked and writhed when his nose dragged along the outside of my underwear.

“Is this what you want?” His voice was a sensual caress across my skin.

I bit down hard on my bottom lip when his breath whispered across my most sensitive place. Sweat rolled down my back. I’d done nothing, yet I already felt rung out.

The palm of his hand reached up to rub me through my panties.

“I told you what I wanted.” The whine that came out of my mouth bordered on feral. What more did he want from me?

“I decided you need to beg for your orgasm.” I jolted when his tongue replaced his hand. My already wet underwear was now soaked.

“Beckett, please.” I wanted him with a desperation that clawed at me.

“Please what?” His eyes bore into mine, searing me with their heat.

I’d learned my lesson. A simple ‘touch me’ didn’t work with him. “If I can’t have your dick, I want your thick fingers to plunge into me hard and fast until I’m a writhing mess.”

“As you wish, Wren.”

He gripped the lace of my panties and jerked them to the side. With one little move, he breached the barrier of the one thing covering my core. I didn’t even care when I heard a rip or that these were one of my most expensive pairs. If this was the price to pay for his mouth on me, I would give it.

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