Page 23 of Infatuation

“Yes, in the top right-hand drawer of the dresser.”

He retrieved a couple of scarves and set them on the top of the dresser. Kade turned and smiled at her. It wasn’t a huge smile, like the ones she was used to, but it was something. Even as frustrated as she was, it made her heart happy to see it.

“Come on,” he said, offering her a hand for support. “Up, off the bed.”

She did as ordered, excited to see what he would come up with next. Kade positioned her in front of the mirror.

“Look at you,” he said, his voice deepening, and his accent thickening. She did as ordered and was struck by the image of them together. Her light brown skin against his lighter, tanned flesh. He stepped closer, his cock against her ass. He placed his hand against her stomach. She was so tuned in to his touch that the simple gesture had her body reacting. It was hard not to as he moved his hand up to her breasts, caressing the underside of them. Frustration built.

“I can tell from your face that you’re not happy with me.”

It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t respond. It was hard to even think at the moment. With each delicate touch, he had her blood pressure rising, her body becoming more and more in tune with him. He slipped his hand down to her pussy. Using his index finger, he traced her labia. She was dripping wet, slick with her desire, but he didn’t say anything about that.

“Watch my hand.”

She was already doing that, but she understood he wanted to see her expression. He dipped his finger into her pussy, and she sighed.

“What a pretty sound.” He was still in control, but she heard the heat simmering in his voice.

As soon as he said it, she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Don’t worry about showing your pleasure. The sweetest sound is hearing you moan my name.”

He teased her for just a few more seconds before he pulled away. He took the first of the scarves, a red one with black designs on it, and slid it over her breasts. Her skin was so sensitive to his touch that it almost hurt as the delicate fabric slithered over her nipples. Kade’s gaze was glued to the scarf as he moved it over her, his lips curving in satisfaction as she shivered.

He stepped beside her and slipped his finger under her chin and turned her face to him. Bending his head, he gave her a kiss, a soft brush of the lips. It had everything in her yearning for so much more.

When he pulled away, he said, “Spread your legs a little more, then place your hands on the dresser.”

She did as ordered, and he slid the scarf between her legs. The slither of silky material against her sex almost sent her over the edge. It was barely a touch. He pulled the material tight against her.

Oh, God. She was going to come. He moved the scarf back and forth slightly as he nuzzled her neck. His cock was hard against her hip, and she knew he wanted her. But he was controlling himself, controlling her. She wasn’t an innocent by any standards, but this was beyond what she had ever tried. He tightened the scarf more, the material separating her pussy lips.

She moaned as it rubbed against her clit, pressing ever so slightly but not enough to give her relief. He only gave her so much before he was tugging the scarf away and pulling her to the bed.

“On the bed,” he ordered. He had seemed under control, but the deepening of his voice told her more. He was close to the edge, too.

Kade grabbed the second scarf. “Hands over your head.”

She complied without thinking. She wanted him to touch her again, wanted his hands on her. He wrapped it around her wrists then threaded it through her iron headboard. After completing the task, he stopped and looked down at her. His gaze slipped down her body, and she felt as if he was touching her everywhere.

In the next instant, he scowled. “Dammit. Condoms.”

She smiled. “Bedside table drawer.”

If anything, his expression turned darker.

“Oh, good lord, I had to talk.”

“It’s not that. It’s the fact that you had condoms ready. Been seeing someone?”

She rolled her eyes. “They’re the ones from Hawaii.”

He didn’t say anything as he pulled open the drawer. After grabbing one, he ripped open the package and then joined her on the bed. He set the opened package beside him. Then he settled between her legs and leaned down to give her pussy one long lick.

He smiled up at her. “Remember, don’t come unless I give you permission.”

He drove her crazy. He slipped his hands beneath her rear end and lifted her to his mouth. Then he attacked her. Over and over, he thrust his tongue into her pussy. When he took her clit into his mouth, he hummed against the bundle of nerves.

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