Page 9 of Captured Desire

He yanked my zipper down and slid my dress off, leaving me naked except for my skimpy bra and panties.

“Goddamn,” he breathed.

“Wh…what?”

He raked over me with his gaze, lust simmering. There was something animal in his face and the droop of his heavy lids. A delicious shiver moved down my spine.

“You’re the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever had in my bed,” he said.

I laughed, heat creeping up my face. “I doubt that. You’re not exactly hurting in the looks department.”

He sank down beside me. His hand slid around and unhooked my bra, slipping it down. His gaze dropped and his throat bobbed. A faint sound came from his throat, almost a whimper as my breasts fell free.

“JesusfuckingChrist,” he said hoarsely. “You are a goddess.”

Part of me wanted to laugh, but the other part of me didn’t dare because he was deadly serious. His lips were parted in distraction and his eyes were flitting up and down my body. Taking it all in, absorbing it.

His hand came up and I saw it move towards me in slow motion and then his calloused palm closed around the soft skin of my breast.

Oh my, that felt good…that felt right. Like his hands had been made to cup my breasts. A deep shudder moved down my stomach, all the way to the apex between my thighs.

The corner of his mouth tugged up. “You sound so sweet when you feel good.”

My head sagged back. My eyes closed.

I had a feeling, he was going to be worth it.

CHAPTER THREE

DURAN

She was nervous, but her cheeks and nose were flushed with excitement. I hesitated, my hand still cupping her perfect breast. Perfect was an understatement. They were soft and warm, heavy with a little natural droop. There was just something about tits this shape that made the stupid part of my brain take over.

Why wasn’t I diving in? She was on her back, waiting for me. Eyes big and pink lips parted.

I’d done this so many times. But something was different about her and it held me back.

“Are you okay?” she whispered.

I nodded, sinking down so I was on my hands and knees over her. Her thighs slid apart to reveal the strip of silk between them. My eyes lingered on the damp spot on her panties.

Fuck, that made me rock hard.

Her gaze dropped and I knew she could see the rise of my erection beneath my pants. My mouth twitched. She was staring at it like she’d never seen a man get hard before.

“You can touch,” I said.

She bit her lip. Her hand lifted and grazed my stomach. Shockwaves moved down my thighs and my cock throbbed. Her fingertips slid down and she hesitated for a second before cupping me gently through my pants.

Oh God.

My jaw went tight and before I could stop myself, my hips thrust into her palm. Riding her hand. Her mouth fell open and her cheeks went dark pink, but she didn’t pull back.

“It feels big,” she whispered. “And hard.”

I sank down over her, resting my groin against her pelvis. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

Her breasts heaved and I thought she was going to back out. But she just slid her thumbs under her panties and pushed them right down her thighs. I moved off her, surprised. She was a confusing person. One moment I thought she wanted to pull back, but the next she was all in.

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