Page 144 of Deadly Betrayal
She rode his hand, pushing his finger indeeper. He rotated it around, searching for that spongy spot thatwould—
Azita cried out as her back came off themattress. He sucked hard on her clitoris, feeling the tension inher thighs, her ass. She held herself rigid, on the precipice.Kaden took pity and raked his teeth over her hard nub. She turnedher face into the pillow and screamed, hips bucking wildly againsthis mouth and finger. Her inner muscles contracted andsqueezed.
So beautiful. He couldn’t fucking wait tohave her, to sink deep inside her with one long thrust and feel herinner walls clamping onto his cock. Dizzy with need, he threwhimself beside her on the mattress and pulled her limp body intothe crook of his arm.
She smiled, her eyes dreamy and sated. Itmade him grin. At least he’d done something right tonight.
Kaden’s heart beat a steady rhythm beneathAzita’s ear. The strong, familiar thump-thump-thump soothed herbetter than any music. Her hand strayed across his damp chest,enhanced by a light matting of coarse blond hairs. He was differentfrom Faroukh, not just in size, but also in temperament. Her latehusband had not been unkind, just uncaring. Whether she’d enjoyedtheir marital relations had been of no concern to him.
To Kaden, her enjoyment seemed to matter verymuch. Her body buzzed with all the sensations he’d brought her. Theflesh between her legs was still swollen, still achy. She loweredher hand to his abdomen, tracing the V that pointed to the erectiontenting his underclothing. He had not attained release, and yet heseemed content to end the night now and go to sleep. Astounding.With all he’d given her, she wanted to give something back. Shouldshe use her hand again?
Her fingers curled over the waistband ofhis—what had he called them?—boxers. He’d said they’d exploretogether, learn together. And that’s what she wanted. When shetried to tug the elastic down his hip, he circled her wrist in agentle but powerful grip. “Azita?”
Tipping her head, she studied his face, theheightened color on his cheekbones, the dilation of his pupils thatmade the irises look like rings of gold. She wanted to give himsatisfaction.
“I want more.”
He grinned, his eyes teeming with amischievous light. “Naughty doctor. Have I created an insatiablesex fiend?”
“No. Well, yes…” Stammering, she lowered hergaze.
“Hey,” he whispered. “I’m teasing. You canhave whatever you want, whenever you want.”
“I can?”
“Of course. My body is yours. Your playingfield, so to speak.”
She sneaked a peek at his face, a smilecurving her lips. “I like the sound of that.” From what she knew ofthe relationships she’d seen, the ownership always went the otherway. “I want to explore the… um… field,” she said, almost chokingon the words. She hoped to please him in some way, if mortificationdidn’t kill her first.
Surprise widened Kaden’s eyes. He pushedhimself up onto his elbows. “You think you can handle what you finddown there, Doc?”
“Iamfamiliar with male anatomy,” shesaid dryly. Although her first experience touching an erect malemember had been only the previous evening. In the moonlight. Shehesitated a moment. It was much brighter here in the hotelroom.
“Go ahead then.” He gave a regal wave of hishand and fell back on the pillows. Except that he added a secondand a third one beneath his head. When he caught her watching, hegrinned. “What? I’m not about to miss the show.”
Azita didn’t know whether to run or hide.Kaden seemed to be settling in for some fun, while she had littleidea what to do. She examined his long hard body and let herdesires take control. Moving onto her knees, she skimmed herfingers along his wide shoulders, massaging the thick muscles thatled to his bulging biceps. Even the muscles in his forearms were ashard as stone. Reversing direction, she returned to his torso. Hehad the best-proportioned pectorals she had ever seen, not thatshe’d seen many male chests, but she knew perfection when she sawit. He’d make an excellent model for any male anatomy study.
Continuing along their downward journey, herfingers glided over Kaden’s abdomen. She took her time to enjoy thedips between each muscle as they flexed and contracted. He regardedher through half-closed lids that did nothing to hide the desireburning in his dark gaze.
She gulped. All that heat was for her. Couldshe handle it? Would she be enough for a man such as he?
Determined to learn how to please him, shepressed on. Her fingers had reached the last row of abdominalmuscles, the ones he’d used to push her fingers to the hungry fleshbetween her legs. At the memory, a throbbing started, a demandingpulse.
She hooked the waistband of his boxers andslowly began to tug them down. When Kaden lifted his hips to helpher, she smiled gratefully.
As she slid the black cotton down his legs,she very carefully avoided looking at his groin. For both theirsakes, she’d keep that for last. Settling between his spread feet,she massaged first one foot, then the other, paying specialattention to the arch and ball of the foot. When she dug deep withboth thumbs, Kaden groaned.
“God that feels great. They teach you that inmed school?”
His reaction eased her stress and allowed herto actually start feeling what she was doing to him. He had long,wide feet. His toes were straight and hairless, the nails clippedshort. There were small calluses below the first two toes, callusesthat had probably been earned through hours of marching in militaryboots.
She moved her hands up to ankles that werewider than her biceps. Sturdy. Strong. Like the rest of him. “It’sa technique I teach to mothers of infants who are not thriving. Thestimulation relaxes the child while aiding with blood flow.”
Kaden chuckled, then threw a clenched fistover his forehead when she gripped his calves. “I can tell youright now, it’s doing wonders formyblood flow.”
In her current position, kneeling between hisfeet, her hands squeezing his calves, she couldn’t help but seewhere the added blood had gone. His erection jutted proudly from anest of dark blond hair. Long and thick, the crown a dark purple,his penis appeared even larger than it had the previous night. Muchlarger than that of her late husband.
Could she take him?
