Page 54 of Mated to the Enemy
“I got it.” Grabbing frantically, she pulled it over her head, but Klaue didn’t wait.
He was already kissing her collarbone and down to her chest while her arms were still high in the air. The savage and unrestrained nature of his attack on her body didn’t stop there. Klaue whirled and pressed her up against the cool wood of the door to his study. Jess gasped at the contrast between that and the heat roiling off Klaue in waves.
“This needs to go,” she said, pulling at his own shirt. Together, they awkwardly removed it one sleeve at a time, giggling amidst their joined passion as they attempted to strip him without setting her down.
It wasn’t fast or sensual, but they did it together, as a team, and that more than anything had her wanting him more. At some point, she reached back and unhooked her bra, attempting to let it fall to the ground. Klaue had other intentions, as he all but ripped it from her and hurled it across the room with a happy growl.
“Behave,” she said with a playful slap to his shoulder.
Klaue responded by taking one of her nipples into his mouth and gently swirling it around. Jess went rigid, fingernails digging deep into the skin on the back of his head. Damn that felt good! Although she’d expected that sleeping with Klaue would be fun, she realized almost instantly she’d been doing him a disservice, by only thinking of him visually.
I should have given him some credit at being good at what he—oh shit!
With one shift of his arms, Klaue slipped a hand up through her legs, his reach so long he could come around and still find her, somehow zoning in on it even through two layers of clothing.
“This needs to come off,” she said, surprised to hear that she was already half-panting, the sheer intimacy of the moment stealing her breath.
Klaue just nodded his affirmative, carrying her across the room and through the door to his bedroom like she weighed no more than a feather. Laying her back on the bed with a gentleness that seemed out of place for someone so large, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her remaining clothing and stripped it off her.
Suddenly feeling judged as she lay back, completely exposed for him to see, Jessica almost tried to slip under the covers. Klaue’s reaction stopped that.
The growls that had been so quiet before multiplied tenfold as his eyes roved freely over her, and she saw his pants grow tighter in front of her eyes. Muscles at his shoulders and arms bulged ever so slightly as they became engorged with blood. The blues of his eyes were nearly swallowed as his pupils dilated.
“You are so beautiful,” he said with only the barest stammer. “Unbelievable.”
“Well are you going to stand there and look, or come closer?” she teased.
“I could do both,” he whispered, but his fingers were already fumbling with his belt.
“Here, stop that,” she laughed, reaching up and swatting his hands away. Jessica kept looking up, fingers working by feel alone. Moments later, his pants fell away and she tugged his boxers down as well. Although she was more than curious to see what lay beneath, she kept up with the eye contact, enjoying how close to him it made her feel.
Wrapping one hand around his shaft sent her eyelids skyward as the size registered. “Oh, my,” she said slyly, using both hands to stroke him slowly.
Klaue’s face was etched with permanent arousal as he watched, and when she bent low and licked the tip, still staring right at him, she thought he might faint—his eyes rolled so far back into their sockets.
“Jess,” he groaned, repeating her name again.
One meaty hand slid down her back and grabbed her ass while she sucked him, massaging it and even giving it a firm but playful spank that sent tingles up her spine. Jess loved his hands on her. Anywhere. Everywhere.
Apparently, Klaue did as well, because he took her by the hands and gently pulled her away. She gave him the slightest pout at being interrupted but didn’t fight when he pushed her down into the thick covers, climbing on top of her. Jessica sank into the bed, absorbing the press of his body, even as he supported much of his weight.
They lay like that for an unknown time, kissing and simply basking in the presence of the other. At one point, Klaue slipped onto his side, freeing up a hand that he used to stroke her body with. Staring at her neck, he made slow, looping circles across her skin, until, with a lightness that snatched her breath away, he gently pushed her legs apart.
Her body had been ready and aching for his touch since the early afternoon when they’d almost had sex. Now it was on a razor’s edge and, in what felt like seconds, Jessica cried out and grabbed onto his neck, her hips bucking quickly against his hand. Klaue growled and made other excited noises as he kept moving his fingers until she sagged limply against him.
“Fuck.” It was all she could muster.
He smiled and climbed on top of her. “That was so hot.”
“Yeah it felt g—what are you doing?” she asked, but it was a rhetorical question, more out of surprise than anything as he started kissing down her body, replacing his hand with his mouth—and then adding his hand back in as he slipped first one, then a second finger inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned, feeling uninhibited—that wasdefinitelythe wine speaking, but she didn’t care. It was fun. Being with Klaue wasfun, and they were deep in his quarters. Nobody was going to hear her unless they were eavesdropping on purpose, and if they were, well, who cared?
“Right there,” she gasped suddenly, electricity shooting up through her body. Whatever he was touching, stroking, kissing, it was amazing. She’d never felt anything quite like it before and— “Don’t stop. Klaue. Oh, my fucking Goddd!”
Part of her felt silly at being so vocal, but Klaue wasn’t being silent either. He was making sounds, encouraging her on, clearly anxious to pleasure her, and that just pushed her restraints to the side, making Jess feel comfortable with it. It was fun, and dammit, she didn’twanthim to stop!
Arms splayed wide, she grabbed fistfuls of the covers as her world went white. Unbelievably intense pressure spread out across her body in sharp waves that ripped the control of her muscles from her. Klaue gripped tight with his free arm, holding on while she writhed wildly in his hands, wrapped up completely in the ecstasy he was inflicting upon her.
