Page 64 of One Touch

His demanding words sent a fresh wave of desire coursing through me, settling between the moisture pooling between my legs as I moved for him. Stopping at his feet, I ran my hands up his spread legs and over his firm thighs.

Beckett reached down to catch my chin. His hand moved to cradle the side of my face. “Fuck, you look pretty on your knees for me.”

Emboldened, I held his hand and guided his arms back to the armrests on the chair. He settled back as I stood, towering over him, and continued my dance. I pulled out every trick and sensual move I could recall, letting the music take over my body. Every ounce of self-consciousness faded away as his appreciative eyes roamed over me.

I teased and slowly removed my jeans. Beckett’s eyes flared as he took in the equally sheer mesh of my french-cut underwear. My creamy silk blouse hung open, and I let it slide down my arms before gracefully tossing it to the side.

I desperately wanted to feel his hands on me, but drawing it out—the anticipation—nudged me dangerously close to the edge.

As the final notes of the song faded, I hooked one knee, then the other, around his hips and settled on his lap. Fisting my hands into the strands of his hair, I brought his mouth to mine.

When we broke our deep, sensuous kiss, Beckett’s voice was tight as he pressed his forehead to mine. “Princess, I’m going to tear you apart.”

TWENTY-TWO

BECKETT

Primal need tore through me.

I’d intended for our dinner on the warmly lit patio to be romantic. Tender. Sweet. I may not have been able to give Kate everything she deserved, but at the very least I could cook her a nice meal.

Kate on her knees, watching my cock push through the soft pillows of her lips as she took me deep was not exactly what I had envisioned.

But goddamn ...

No man could have resisted the most erotic, sensual lap dance I’d ever experienced. Throughout the song, Kate’s long limbs were strong and moved with elegance and grace. Her dance wasn’t overtly explicit but left just enough to the imagination to have me crawling out of my skin, begging to be buried deep inside her.

When I demanded she crawl to me, she not only listened but did so with a sexy little smirk on her face. I was done for.

As Kate licked and sucked my cock, I looked down at her, consumed with need. I held her steady, gently forcing her eyes to meet mine. She smiled, hunger shining back at me. A perfect match for mine. As I held her face, Kate turned, sucking two of my fingers into her mouth, her tongue working the digits.

“Fuck, you’d let me put anything in this mouth, wouldn’t you?”

A playful smirk bloomed across her gorgeous face as she tilted her chin to me and dropped her mouth open further, flattening her tongue.

I knew exactly what she wanted.

What she needed.

I willed her to understand everything I was aching to tell her. “You’re mine, Princess.”

I looked down at her lowered lashes and let my spit fall on her tongue. Her eyes closed with a throaty moan as I guided her mouth back onto my cock. The hum in her throat rattled through me as she took me even deeper. My hands held her hair and let her set the pace.

There was no doubt Kate was the one in control.

Despite my harsh tones—the way I took her body in any way she was willing to offer it—I was lost to her.

Determined to please her, I shifted our weight so I could stand, then swiveled Kate at the hips so she could brace herself on the chair. I sank to my knees, not bothering to take her gauzy underwear with me. Instead, I ran a finger down the thin elastic that trailed the seam of her ass. Pulling it to the side, I buried my face between her legs.

Kate’s cry floated out into the night air. I didn’t give a fuck if every neighbor within a five-mile radius could hear us—I would draw out every last drop of her orgasm before I stopped.

Let them listen.

I worked her with my tongue, using the gyrations and tilt of her hips as my guide to giving her exactly what she wanted.

When her legs trembled, I slowed my pace and lifted off my knees. Using my body weight, I guided her legs wider.

“Spread for me.”

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