Page 46 of Combust
He grinned, a feral flash of his white teeth, and buried his face between her thighs. He devoured her like a starving beast, his tongue lapping at her as if she were sweet as honey.
Maggie cried out, her hips thrusting up, offering herself to the delicious torment. Her arousal wound ever higher, a steel spring stretching taut in her belly.
Then Cade’s hungry mouth found her clit, and he fastened on it, sucking it hard between his lips as his tongue swirled.
Her release slammed through her like a tidal wave. She screamed hoarsely and squirmed beneath his ruthless caress.
She’d never climaxed this intensely, or this long. Her orgasm went on and on, lifting her on ever-higher waves of ecstasy as he continued to work his magic on her.
When her climax finally subsided into ripples of residual pleasure, she melted limply against the sofa cushions.
“Oh. My. God,” she breathed, panting.
Her thundering pulse began to slow.
He lifted his head, and met her eyes with a smug expression. “Liked that, did you?”
“Amazing,” she managed.
He rose, seated himself next to her, and gathered her onto his lap. She draped herself willingly over his hard thighs and rested her head against his broad chest. Warm, honeyed satisfaction bathed every part of her body. She wondered if she’d ever be able to move again.
“Well, now,” he said, putting his arms around her. His breath stirred her hair. “That was fifty percent of what I was aiming for.”
Maggie released an incredulous huff. “Only fifty percent?” She added, with total honesty, “I think a hundred percent might have killed me. But I would’ve died happy.” She paused. “What was the half that was missing?”
He kissed the top of her head. “You screamin’ my name. Clearly, I need to put a bit more effort next time. You tell me when you’re ready to go again.”
Her giggles returned, rising like champagne bubbles from her chest. She’d never thought of herself as the giggly type before, but she felt tipsy with pleasure…and beautiful.
Cade’s every kiss, every look, every caress told her that he truly meant it when he’d called her gorgeous. It was humbling and warming at the same time.
I don’t deserve him.
She became aware of his hard length, digging into her hip. With a guilty pang, she realized that he’d been so completely focused on satisfying her that he hadn’t gotten anything out of their encounter.
Her bear presented her with a tempting vision of straddling him, sliding herself down onto his impressive cock, and riding him until he came.
The fantasy rekindled her arousal, though she knew that the sly beast was only trying to trick her into sealing a mating bond with Cade.
Patience, she admonished it.Maybe after we’ve gotten to know each other better, and not just in bed.
It sulked but retreated.
With an effort, she shook off her post-orgasmic relaxation and wriggled off his lap. Cade released her, though his hands lingered. “You need something?”
She smiled up at him and tucked herself against his side. “Yes. I have some unfinished business to take care of.”
He inhaled sharply as she cupped his rigid shaft between her palms, and stroked. It felt like a heated steel rod inside a soft, velvety sheath.
“So, what will it take to makeyouscream my name?” she asked, shooting him a wicked look from beneath her lashes as she brushed her thumb over the tip of his cock.
He groaned. Then, his voice guttural and eyes blazing gold, he said, “Keep doin’ that, and let’s find out.”
Maggie decided to up the stakes. She slipped out from under his arm, bent over his lap, and took him into her mouth.
His fingers curled and dug into the sofa cushions. She heard fabric tear as she set to work, fisting the base of his cock, using her tongue to drive him crazy.
As she did her best to return the pleasure he’d given her, her own arousal roared back to heated, pulsing life.
