Page 30 of Right Where I Belong
Within moments, they were inside his room. The second the suite door closed behind them, she turned, and Aditya was already there. His mouth crashed onto hers, hungry and unrestrained. His fingers fumbled against her dress, pulling it off over her head until she stood in front of him in only her black strapless bra and matching panties. He stared at her for a long moment, his mouth parted, his eyes swirling with heat, and his lips curved in a smile.
He unclasped the strap of her bra, and her heavy breasts fell into his waiting palms. Hit by a sudden wave of shyness, she wrapped her arms around his neck and planted her mouth on his. She kissed him wildly, greedily, giving herself no room to think or doubt herself. She allowed herself only to feel the need pooling inside her, demanding to be appeased.
He walked her backwards, lips still locked, until the backs of her knees hit the bed. He paused then, just for a second. His eyes burned into hers, searching. Asking.
“Sabrina…” his voice was low, wrecked.
She reached for him, drawing him down on the bed with her.
“No thinking,” she whispered. “It’s just you and me… here in the moment. Nothing else.”
That was all the permission he needed.
His eyes seared into hers for a heartbeat, and then his mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss that stole the air from her lungs. Her lips parted instinctively, and he surged in, taking full possession of her mouth. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t careful. It was fierce. Consuming. Claiming. Heat scorched her skin as his tongue tangled with hers, demanding, tasting, devouring. Her stomach flipped at the sheer intensity of it, her body strung tight and thrumming. He finally shifted and stared at her. His gaze was hot as they skimmed over every bare inch of her.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, brushing his knuckles along her cheek, down her jaw, and across her collarbone.
His hands slid down her side, tracing her curves with aching slowness, like he was memorizing the feel of her. Her heart hammered. It was too much. No. It was toolittle. She needed more. So much more. Her eyes fluttered shut on a heavy breath, overwhelmed by everything.
And then… nothing. The absence of his touch was startling. Her eyes flew open, her breath catching when she saw the fire burning in his gaze.
“Eyes stay open,” he ordered. “I want you towatchevery single thing I’m going to do to you.”
Taking her wrists, he raised her arms above her head and pinned them to the mattress with one firm hand.
“And your hands stay here,” he ordered. “If you touch me, I will stop. If you close your eyes, I will stop. Do you understand?”
A tremor ran through her. She swallowed hard and gave a small, breathless nod.
His lips curved. “Good girl.”
The words slid over her like silk and heat, sending a bolt of anticipation straight through her core. She couldn’t think.Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move, even if she wanted to. Aditya hovered above her, his breath grazing her cheek, his body hard and strong above her. His eyes coasted over her lips, down her throat, and over the bare rise and fall of her chest. Sabrina trembled beneath him, her arms still pinned above her, just as he’d commanded.
He dipped his head, his mouth brushing the curve of her jaw. Feather light. Teasing. Then lower to her neck, where he pressed an open-mouthed kiss that made her arch off the bed with a soft gasp.
“I want to take my time with you,” he whispered against her skin, each word a brand. “I want to touch every inch of you. I want to learn what makes you sigh... and what makes youscream.”
Her breath hitched. Her legs shifted restlessly beneath him. His lips dragged across her collarbone, hot and slow, before one hand finally moved down her side and over the curve of her breast.
“Eyes on me,” he reminded, lifting his head just enough to meet her gaze.
She obeyed. And the moment their eyes locked, he captured her breasts with both his hands. Her head fell back against the pillows, a moan slipping past her lips.
He smiled. “We’re just getting started.”
He put his mouth on her breast and sucked. Hard. Fast. His tongue swirled and whirled over her nipple. His hand squeezed her other breast, while his mouth continued to play, licking, sucking, laving her breast. Lust slammed inside her.
“Aditya…”
He bit her nipple, and she arched off the bed yet again, a scream tearing through her lips. His mouth paid the same attention to her other breast, until she was writhing beneath him. Every thought in her head had vanished. What remainedwas this craving, this ache… this hunger for him that had taken over her mind.
His mouth moved lower, floating over her chest, down the valley between her breasts, down her stomach and pelvic bone. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her black panties, and with one sharp tug, he cleanly tore apart the delicate fabric, the sound loud in the quiet room. Her whole body trembled as he bared her to his gaze, his eyes roaming over every inch of her exposed skin.
“Perfect…” he murmured, his voice thick with desire, reverence, and something far more dangerous.
Goose bumps erupted on her skin at his words, and her stomach clenched hard. She pushed herself on her elbows, her breath catching as she watched this beautiful man devouring her with his eyes, like she was the most exquisite thing he’d ever seen. It was electrifying to see him fully clothed while she lay nude in front of him, completely at his mercy.
Then, without warning, he leaned in and swiped his tongue over her slit in one long, slow stroke.
