Page 108 of Leading Conviction
A wicked grin slanted his lips as he bounced the second shoe to join its partner.
“Like this—”
He tugged her jeans off in one swift motion. A laugh shrieked out of her before she had a chance to clap her hand over her mouth. Her eyes widened and shot to the door, but an amused rumble brought her attention back to Hawk.
“Soundproof, dove. Laugh, scream, moan…comeas loud as you want to. Lift for me, baby.”
His calloused fingertips hooked around her panties and she lifted her hips so he could slide the fabric over her curves. A thrill rushed over her, racing after his touch as it left her skin, making her shiver.
After he threw her panties to join her shoes, he scooted back on his knees and nestled between her bare legs. His gaze was entirely focused on the apex of her thighs as he scooped them over his shoulders. One finger slid down her center and he licked his lips as he swirled the digit around her core, driving her mad.
“Goddamn, I’ve missed this pretty pussy. I got to drink you yesterday, but you’ve got me hooked again, Hannah. I don’t want another day to go by without getting a taste of you.” He tapped her clit with three fingers, sending a shock of pleasure to her core.
“Hawk!”
“Mmm, you’re so wet already. Do you want me to taste this pussy, baby? Make sure it’s soaking for me before I finally get to be inside you again?”
She moaned and nodded, watching intently as he slowly bent lower. His gaze captured hers as he swiped his long, pink tongue up her center. She tried to keep her eyes on him, but her head fell back with a panting moan at the sensation. He pointed that dexterous muscle and twirled it around her clit until she vibrated with pleasure. She reached out, needing to feel him, and caressed the soft waves of his fade with her fingertips.
Not wanting to miss another second of her sensual view, she rolled her head forward again and propped herself up on one elbow. Hannah watched, enthralled as Hawk plunged inside her core and coaxed a keening whimper from her throat. She cupped the crown of his head and began to ride his skillful tongue before she could stop herself.
He drank her in and lapped up her center ending with a swirl around her clit. When he delved inside her again, she whispered encouragement, telling him how much she craved him.
“Please,mi cielo, make me come. I want you inside me already.”
“Happy to do it, dove.”
She felt him smile against her entrance before he dipped two fingers into her core. They immediately feathered up against her G-spot, not making her wait any longer. On the outside, he flicked his tongue over that bundle of nerves at a relentless pace. His free hand gripped her butt as her core tightened. Her fingers dug into the quilt beneath her and her nails scratched his head as she thrust into his mouth, mindlessly racing to the top of the bliss his skilled muscle promised.
When he wrapped his full lips around her clit and sucked, she saw stars and cried out his name. Her ass cheeks tightened in his punishing grip and every muscle in her body tensed, ready for that beautiful moment when…
“¡Mi cielo!” she screamed as her body released wave after wave of euphoria.
His fingers never slowed and his lips kept sucking while his expert tongue continued to pulse against her clit. Her muscles contracted and released, squeezing his fingers inside her until the ecstasy ebbed.
Hawk freed her clit and gave it a kiss that made her giggle. He withdrew his fingers and sucked each one before sitting back up on his knees.
“You taste so sweet, dove.” He pulled one long finger from between his lips. “Want a taste?”
For her answer, she grabbed his shirt at the chest. He let her pull him down to collide in a shattering kiss and she dove her tongue between his lips, tasting herself on him. His fingers tangled in her wavy hair, pulling her scalp in a delicious mix of stinging pleasure as he devoured her mouth with the same fervor he did her pussy. She bit his lips, seducing a moan from him before she let go. When he attempted to lift the hem of her blouse, she shook her head.
“Not yet. Now,Iwant to tasteyou,” she declared, loving the way a spark of excitement lit his charcoal gaze.
Without wasting another moment, he sat on his knees and grabbed the back of his shirt collar with one hand to tug it over his head.
The tempting taperedVpeeking out of his jeans caught her eyes and her spent pussy fluttered back to life. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as each one of his lickable, chiseled abs was slowly revealed by his rising shirt—
Her eyes narrowed at his torso to examine the design inked across his midsection. When he shrugged off the rest of his shirt, she looked closer. Recognition crashed into her as she gasped and sat upright.
“What?” Hawk asked, a tinge of worry in his voice as he balled his shirt up in his hands.
Hannah’s eyes watered. She pushed his fidgeting hands to the side so she could trail her fingers over the colorful ink tattooed over every inch of his skin.
“Dios mio,mi cielo,your tattoo is gorgeous,” she whispered reverently. The colors were animated with his moving muscles as he set his shirt aside. “Is it on the back too?”
As he twisted cautiously, his voice broke like he was nervous. “Yeah.”
She stroked the peaks and valleys across his spine before he rotated to face her again.
