Page 51 of Pure Seduction (Chamberlin Brothers 1)

Laurel moaned and rocked a little harder against my hand. “Yes.”

“Feeling a little needy?”

“Aren’t you?”

I grabbed her ass and thrust my hard cock up against her. “What do you think?”

Laurel smoothed her hands up behind my neck. “I think you want to get under my dress.”

I groaned at her boldness, but I wasn’t shocked. Any woman that could wear the dress she had tonight had confidence in spades. But just so there was no mistake, I gripped the edge of the material and began to inch it up her thighs.

“You’re right.” When the tight hem was bunched up high under her sweet ass, I traced a finger around her leg to the inside of her thigh. “I do want to get under there. With my fingers, my mouth, and my cock.” I slid my hand higher, and when my fingertips brushed up against her soaked panties, she sucked in a breath. “So let’s get started.”

I crushed our mouths together in a savage kiss. The second our tongues touched and tangled, I stroked my finger over the wet lace covering her hot flesh, and Laurel thrust forward against my hand.

I growled with pleasure. She gripped the back of my hair and tightened her thighs.

“There you go,” I said. “Use me.” I rubbed the delicate lace between her swollen lips, and Laurel moaned her approval into my mouth.

“More… I need more.”

I pulled her panties to one side, and the second my fingers touched her bare flesh, Laurel bit into her lower lip and arched forward into me.

“Christ, you’re fucking sexy,” I whispered against her cheek, then I licked a path right up to her ear. “And I bet you taste real sweet.”

Laurel gasped, and her breasts pushed against my chest as her breathing increased. It was clear she wanted what I’d just promised. When I grazed my thumb over her clit, she clutched at my shoulders for purchase.

“Let’s get you off your feet, yes?” Her eyes flared as I slowly removed my fingers. Then I cupped her ass and said, “Hang on.”

I hitched her up my body until her legs were around my waist, then I turned and shoved the seat beside mine out of the way and set her down on the table. The second her ass hit the oak she sucked in another breath, but then she leaned back and rested on her palms.

Her dress outlined the curves of her breasts as though painted on, and her nipples were all but begging to be sucked. Her bare legs were swinging down off the edge of the table, and when she slowly parted them I reached for my cock and squeezed it—hard.

“Fucking hell, Laurel.”

This was definitely not the sweet girl I’d once known. It appeared I was faced with a siren sent to torture me, as she reached down with her right hand and cupped herself between her thighs. I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants, and when I reached for the zipper, Laurel moaned.

My dick was impossibly hard now. I shoved my hand inside and pulled myself free, and Laurel’s attention fell to my erection.

“You want this?” I gave myself a couple of good tugs and smirked. “I don’t know if I believe you.”

Laurel raised a sexy eyebrow that made my dick throb even harder. When I hooked my foot around the leg of the chair and tugged it in behind me, her daring eyes widened.

“Why don’t you spread your legs a little wider and prove it?”

The second my ass hit the chair, Laurel sat up a fraction in shock. But I wasn’t about to have her back out now, nor did I want her thinking too hard. I smoothed my hands up and down her calves. As she began to get used to the idea, I draped one of her legs over my shoulder and kissed her knee.

I hummed as I kissed my way up the inside of her thigh. I could smell her heady arousal, and it was as intoxicating as it was arousing. “Now this is what I call a good choice for a tasting.”

When I reached the top of her leg where her dress was bunched, I took her hand and sucked her index finger into my mouth. Fucking delicious. Then I winked.

“How about you hold this sexy dress out of my way, so I can really enjoy my meal?”

And before she could answer, I lowered my head and flicked my tongue across her swollen clit.

26

Laurel

THE CHANDELIER TWINKLED like a million stars as I lay across the dining table and sank into the overwhelming sensations flooding my body.

I was grateful in that moment for the cooler temperatures of the caves. My blood felt like liquid fire as it ran through my veins. With my dress hiked up around my waist and one of my legs draped over Noah’s shoulder, I could only imagine the picture I made as he teased me mercilessly. He had one hand resting on my upper thigh, holding me wide as he kissed and licked the soft skin of my leg. Then he’d return to the apex of my pleasure where he’d sucked on my clit, making me cry out.

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