Page 12 of The Perfect Wife
Davian’s jaw clenched, and I could see the muscles contract. Whatever it was, I wasn’t sure that he would ever share it with me, but he did. “Beautiful women.”
I knew he was lying, but when his lips came to mine, it didn’t matter. The insecurity about flying hadn’t disappeared, but that wasn’t what I thought about. It was his touch and warmth that surrounded me. My lips parted without hesitation, giving him passage to explore. It didn’t matter that we weren’t alone; all I wanted was to consume his scent and feel his muscular arms around me as he dominated the kiss.
Breaking our connection, Davian held on to me as he stood from the chair. “As I said before, Reyna… I am not an exhibitionist.”
Carrying me to the back of the plane, he pushed open the door to a room fully furnished with a queen-sized bed, a small closet, and two nightstands. It was awe-inspiring and very masculine. Very much Davian, based on his master suite at the Regency.
Davian lowered me, his eyes on mine. “I’m afraid we only have a little time.”
~8~
Reyna
Davian tugged the sash to my dress and slowly pulled it open. I was nervous, but more than anything, I wanted him. Placing my hand on his chest, I began unbuttoning his shirt when he pulled my hands away. “No, Reyna. This is about your pleasure, not mine.”
Dropping my hands to my sides, I stood before Davian, giving him the control to steer this further. Lowering the dress from my body, he allowed it to drop at my feet. My eyes were only on him. A smile decorated his face as he kissed the top of my shoulder.
“Beautiful.”
I wasn’t sure if it was a question or an observation on his part. Either way, I wasn’t, but he was making me feel like I was. Reaching behind my back, I unclasped my bra and allowed it to fall and join my dress. Other than my panties and my heels, there was no other clothing to take off. I had never been so exposed to a man, but with Davian, it felt right.
Davian’s eyes were on mine when he placed his hands on my shoulders and glided them down my arms to my hands. Taking each of my hands with his, he brought them to his lips and kissed them before placing them on his broad shoulders. The spicy musk of his cologne filled the space as he dipped his head and put his mouth over mine. Our tongues collided together in perfect harmony as he lifted me in his arms. A whimper escaped my mouth as he placed me on the bed. Davian said this was about my pleasure, and he was taking full control.
Taking hold of my arms wrapped around his shoulders, he placed them above my head and held them there as he continued to trail kisses from the tender spot behind my ear to the valley between my breasts. He had only begun, and I knew the moisture building between my legs would soon drip onto the satin comforter.
As he dipped his head lower, his mouth surrounded my nipple, tugging on the already sensitive top while caressing the other one with his hand. His mouth was magic as he sucked and lapped it into a hard peak. A moan escaped.
“Do you like that, Reyna? Do you like the pleasure I’m allowing you to have after your stunt at the hotel?”
“Yes, God, yes.”
The harsh words I’d said to him were out of line, but he must have gotten over it because this was heaven. Pressing his lips to my stomach, he sucked my skin gently between his lips and with every kiss leaving my body wanting more.
“You will not move your hands if you want more.”
Davian released the grip on my hands and lowered them down my body. His touch was whisper soft, and my back arched to the sensation he was causing. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to rake my hands through his hair as he continued his descent down my body. Lifting my hands from the comforter, they were so close to his body, but then his hands came up and gripped mine. “Reyna. We need to work on your ability to follow instructions.”
I did as he said and lifted my arms and resumed my position with my hands above my head. I would be stupid not to let him finish what he had started. Placing his hands beneath my knees, he lifted them from the bed and pushed them against my chest. I was completely exposed and I knew he would find me wet.
Pushing the material of my panties to the side, his magic tongue found my clit, licking and sucking the hard nub. I was so close to exploding. I knew everyone on the plane would hear me scream. Davian knew my body better than I did as he moved between my folds and back to my clit. My senses alternated between pain and pleasure as he teased my clit with his teeth, applying enough pressure to cause my body to react. It wasn’t the pain he had created. It was the way he was playing with my need to come.
Instead of giving me what I wanted, his movements stopped.No… no. Don’t stop.
“Please, Davian. Don’t stop.”
“Maybe next time, you will obey my instructions.” His words pulled me from my small slice of heaven as I could feel him push from the mattress.
“What the hell, Davian?”
“Get dressed. We land in 30 minutes.” His icy blue eyes were back, colder than ever.
His words stunned me. I was probably in shock as he opened the door and left the room. I didn’t need him to get off. Laying my head back, I moved my hand between my legs to give myself a much-needed release. I was so close when the door swung open.
“I guess I didn’t make myself clear. When I said, get dressed, that is exactly what I meant. NO one touches that sweet pussy of yours except me.”
Grabbing the pillow behind my head, I threw it at the door as it closed. “I hate you.” I wish I would have been quicker, so it hit him instead of the closed door.
No one had ever treated me the way he just treated me. Then again, I had never been with a man like him before or felt the way I did when he touched me. In high school, it was mostly kissing and fondling. It was a clumsy experience, and after my first encounter with making out, I decided my virginity could wait until something real came along. I just wasn’t sure if Davian would be the one.
