Page 107 of Dangerous Temptation
It encouraged her to continue. She wanted to show him her love and her desire. They could make this work if they joined forces as a team.
They had to take chances. Experience life and all its dips and thrills.
She took him inside her mouth and her tongue glided over him. His groan had turned into a steady sound and his hips began to twitch. She sucked him harder, taking him in deep and then pulling back. The sensation was exquisite for her, but torturous for him. She caressed his chest and felt his heart thudding like a racehorse’s.
The stud wanted to be turned loose.
Closing her eyes, she took off the reins. Her hands worked him, rubbing and gently squeezing. Dropping her head, she began an insistent suction.
He jerked, pressing deeper into her mouth. She was surprised, but she relaxed her throat and took him. Reaching over his head, Alex caught at the cushions. His muscles flexed as his hips rolled.
‘Look at you,’ he growled. ‘All professional and businesslike in that suit.’
What she was doing wasn’t very businesslike at all.
His head rolled back and the ligaments in his throat pulled tight. ‘So damn hot.’
He lost control then, and Elena loved it. She loved that she could do that to him, push one of the world’s most feared business leaders over the edge, knowing that she’d catch him.
They moved together, his hips thrusting upwards and her head bobbing down. He took her mouth with authority, and she sucked him in deep. He was getting harder, impossibly thicker. She could feel the energy snapping all around them. He was trembling against her lips.
His hand cupped the back of her head, and the clip that held her hair loosened. The strands spilled forward, draping over his lap. They caressed his belly and his hips, and he let out a shout.
His body arched, locking in a chiselled pose. Warmth hit Elena’s tongue and she lapped it up. The connection was hot and wet. Intimate and naughty. And so private it made her ache.
She needed this. She needed them. Together.
He finally sagged back onto the cushions. His eyes were narrow slits that glittered bright. He was still for a dangerous moment, and she saw the wolf lurking.
She let out an excited squeak when he pounced.
Alex wanted more. He wanted all of her.
He followed her to the floor and manoeuvred her so that she was kneeling with her back to him. There was a rending sound as he yanked up the skinny black skirt.
‘Ah,’ she gasped.
‘Katrina can fix it,’ he growled.
He pulled the skirt all the way up to her waist, but stopped when he realised what he’d uncovered. He spread his hand wide over her bottom. The material didn’t cover all of her curves, and it was snug tight. ‘The leather?’
She moaned, and her bottom wiggled into his palm. ‘I wanted to feel strong and confident.’
He slid his fingers under her panties and traced her curves to her hip. ‘I see how these would do the trick.’
She squealed when he tugged the leather outwards and let it snap back into place. Reaching around her, he unbuttoned her jacket. Her hands were already there. Together, they worked it off. The expensive garment flew across the room, leaving her in only a sexy bra.
He cupped his hands over her breasts, lifted them even higher. It was a pretty picture, with his necklace settling deep within her cleavage. The paw print was like another touch of his upon her, one she accepted eagerly.
He used his weight to bend her over the sofa. The necklace dangled, but the bra held her breasts tightly.
It could stay.
‘I need you,’ he murmured into her ear.
‘But you just …’
He was already hard again. She’d been gone from his life for too long. He’d thought he’d learned about the intricacies of time during his stay at Otisville. He’d thought he’d understood how it could expand and contract, but he’d entered a time warp when she’d walked out his door. Seconds had turned to minutes. Minutes became hours. And days?
