Page 35 of Wretched Soul
The paper flutters to the floor. “I know,” he whispers just before our mouths clash once more.
I close my eyes and savor the kiss that goes from desperate, to slow and considered as our hands get to work undressing each other. I’ve managed to unbutton his shirt while he’s still figuring out how to unfasten my dress.
I’m smiling as I pull away. “At least this is one competition I can win,” I say, tugging his shirt down his shoulders.
When he shrugs out of it, I have to swallow back a groan. He’s beautiful. Every contour, every ripple of muscle, and every swirl of black inked into his skin is exquisite. I’m drawn again to the eagle’s head looking over his shoulder, and this time I glimpse the dark feathers of a wing that disappears over his back.
My hand trails across the snake woven around heraldic weaponry inked across his chest. “No hearts and flowers?”
“Do I look like a hearts and flowers kind of guy, Lily?”
“No.” I bite my lip. He looks like danger and heartbreak. Whatever this high is, it won’t have a soft landing.
“My turn,” he says, stroking my neck down to my chest. His fingers dip inside my cleavage as he waits for instruction.
I lift my left arm and rest the back of my hand on top of my head. “The zipper’s on the side.”
Shade trails his hand over the top seam of the bodice, fingertips continuing to explore my flesh as he moves to thezipper. “I like you in red,” he says. His eyes flick up to mine. “It matches all the red flags I’ve been waving in your face.”
“I bought it with you in mind,” I reply. I’m in too deep to heed his warning now.
Shade pulls down my zipper, and it’s his turn to groan as the dress falls open. The built-in support means I’m not wearing a bra, and my exposed nipples harden from the intensity of his gaze. And then he lurches forward and takes a hardened peak in his mouth. His lips seal around the sensitive bud, and I cry out as he sucks hard enough to send a jolt straight down to my clit.
I rake my fingers through his hair as I grind against the steely shaft trapped in his pants. My jaw is set so tense it’s hard to speak. “The– The lights,” I remind him.
Shade reaches over to a console while his mouth remains sealed over my nipple. The lights dim. This man has full control of everything he touches. His tongue trails up to my neck, beneath my jaw, and then his lips are wet against my ear.
“Time to get naked, Lily,” he whispers. His hands press against my thighs, guiding me off his lap. “You first.”
The tinted windows allow only muted light into the limo. As I crouch in front of Shade, I can see the outline of his body against the cream leather seat, but the tattoos across his chest and arms have been reduced to rivers of ink. His face is in shadow, but his eyes sparkle as I push my dress over my hips and step out of it. My thong comes off next, leaving me completely naked except for my strappy sandals. They stay on.
Dropping onto my knees, I rest my hands on his thighs. My fingers are splayed as I slide my palms upwards. Shade leans back, and I explore the contours of his erection. His cock twitches. “Your turn.”
“With pleasure,” he replies, unbuckling his belt.
I take over when he pulls at his zipper. This is my prize. I tug his pants down to his thighs then I slip my fingers beneath theelastic of his boxers. As I peel them down, Shade lifts his hips, and his cock springs up in front of my face.
With his pants around his ankles, I settle between his legs. I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, guiding his cock towards my open mouth. I keep my eyes on Shade’s fixed expression as I play the tip of my tongue around his glistening crown, lapping up his salty precum. My lips cover the head of his cock, and as I take him further into my mouth, he releases a hiss and his eyes close.
As I work my lips and tongue down his velvety shaft, he fists my hair and rocks his hips forward. His cock hits the back of my throat, and I tighten my grip on his base.
Sealing my mouth around him, my cheeks hollow as I suck my way back up to the crown. I explore the ridges of his cock with my tongue, then flick his tip. Shade’s groan catches in his throat when I plunge downwards once more. Determined to take him deeper, I relax my throat and my lips make contact with my fist.
“Fuck, Lily,” Shade groans. “Keep doing that and you’re going to milk me dry.”
The conflict in his voice makes me go down on him again, but when I come up, he pulls my mouth off him.
“And I promised naked,” he says gruffly, already straightening up. “Now stay where you fucking are.”
Shade slides along the seat so he’s no longer in front of me, and there are two thuds as he kicks off his shoes. His belt buckle clangs as he drops his pants and kicks them off too. When his boxers and socks are added to the pile, I almost regret making him turn off the lights, but I don’t think I’d get much of a chance to admire Shade’s body because he positions himself behind me.
“Hold on to something, Slayer,” he warns as he presses a palm to my back and bends me forward.
My arms rest on the warm seat he’s vacated, and I wrap my hands around a seatbelt. I look over my shoulder as Shade’s hand explore the back of my thighs and my ass, but I catch only a glimpse of his outline as his body dips. What’s he–
“Oh, god!” I cry out as his mouth crashes against my pussy, and his tongue dips into my entrance. “Shade!”
Fingers slide along my center and find my clit. I bite down on my lower lip as raw pleasure ties me in knots.
