Page 43 of Hunted Hearts
A shiver rippled up and down her body. She reached for his waistband, yanking with more boldness than he expected from her. But Juliette knew what she wanted and how to get it.
And he let her.
When she unzipped his fly and skated her fingertips over the swell of his erection, his eyelids drooped as he watched her draw her bottom lip between her teeth. She curled her fingers around his length through his boxers.
He wouldn’t last if he let her continue.
He eased her down on the bed, linked only by their mouths. When she was gasping for air and small moans burst from her lips, he hooked a finger in the tiny string of her panties arching high on her hip.
The fragile fabric snapped.
“Theo!”
Her sweet scent drew him in. He nudged the ruined silk aside, exposing her slick, bare pussy.
He dipped his head, mouth open. She stifled a cry and dug her fingers into his scalp.
For a beat, he let her feel the heat of his mouth. Then he delivered a slow lick, from bottom to top.
Her cry was gasoline on the flames of his desire. He planted his hands on her knees and pressed them up and back, spreading her for his questing tongue.
Her sweet juices made his head spin with want. His eyes slipped shut but only for moments because he had to see her face when she shook apart for him.
* * * * *
Theo’s mouth was burning her alive. With sucking pulls on her clit, he commanded her body.
She arched off the bed, her insides clenching tight, tighter. Like a string about to snap.
No man ever took her this way.
Without apology.
Like he owned her.
Her eyes were wide, fixed on his. While she watched him suck her clit between his lips once more, she cried out. Her pussy flooded.
Theo’s eyes darkened.
Her body pushed into his lips and tongue with a will she had no control over. His rough fingers traced over her inner thigh, moving downward. When he skimmed one longer digit over her entrance, she bit back a cry.
In one smooth glide, he filled her with his finger. With juicy thrusts, he began to fuck her over and over, curling his finger to press into her G-spot.
“More!”
He rumbled against her pussy, shooting sparks through her whole body, and plunged two fingers inside.
She began to climb the steep ridge of ecstasy. It was like the sun out there hovering over the mountain, within view but out of reach.
As she writhed against his mouth and fingers, she watched that intensity claim his rugged features again. His focus seemed to tune into her every moan, every twitch of her hips.
“Thee-oo!” Her voice broke on his name as her body took the leap.
And he was right there, guiding her through the turbulent chasm. Her release struck hard and fast, stealing her oxygen and her mind along with it. Pulsations melded with the throb of her heart until she had no clue of where she was in time or space anymore, only that she was in Theo’s control.
A harsh shudder tore through her, and then he was hovering over her again, lips gleaming with the juices of her orgasm.
Gasping and shaking, she met his dark gray stare.
