A Little Wicked (The Bewitching Hour Book #4)(36)

“You know,” said Sam softly, “I shouldn’t be here.”

He frowned. “Claire is right below us and we don’t know when Abigail will be coming after her.”

“No, I should be with her. But not with you. Or Parker. You two have nothing to do with magic. Dragging you into all this is just a whole other level of evil.”

“No one controls what I do but me.” Derek inched closer. “The only one to blame for you being here is me, understand?”

She pursed her lips together as she looked at him. He tried to get a read on her green eyes, but it was hard. “Everything you’re saying makes sense,” she finally said. “But every time we’re about to die or my family is doing something horrible around you, all I can think is how selfish it is that I keep dragging you into this. I’ve done a lot of bad things in my life, but this makes me feel a little wicked.”

Derek nodded as he pushed up and hooked a leg over Sam’s hips until he straddled her. “If you want wicked, I’ll give you wicked.” He rested his weight on his palms on either side of her head.

He saw her catch her breath, but he didn’t want her to know what was coming next. She was so on edge and inside her own mind right now. He wanted to keep her guessing. He wanted to keep her mind as far from her reality as possible.

So he bent down to press a quick kiss to her neck as he adjusted his weight to move a hand beneath the hem of her tank to touch the bare skin of her flat stomach. He could feel her breathing increasing, and then he moved a knee to slide between hers.

She slid open for him and he pressed his thigh tightly against her core, and she immediately arched her back to press against him. As her chest went up, his mouth went down, tracking her collarbone and then toward the valley between her breasts.

The second her shirt got in the way, he started to pull it up. She sat up so they could get the offensive material away from her as quickly as possible, and he immediately hooked a hand behind her and made quick work of her bra clasp.

As soon as her breasts were bared, he didn’t hesitate. He closed his mouth over one taut peak and then she gasped; he could feel the vibrations, and it seemed to echo right down to his cock. He forced himself to focus on her and used his free hand to run the pad of his thumb over the other nipple, working it to a tight little point before he moved his mouth over there.

She let out a little moan as she lifted her hips against his thigh once more, setting her own little rhythm. But he didn’t want her to be setting anything. He reached between their bodies and slid his hand in the waistband of her leggings and panties.

She was so wet already, Derek had to take a calming breath to keep himself from stripping her naked right then and there and taking her as hard and fast as he could. She continued to writhe against his thigh, and he rubbed against her hot sex with increasing pressure. As she started to move faster, her fingers bit into his shoulders, and he worked his thumb over her clit as he slid two fingers inside her wet heat.

She gasped and tensed against him, but that wasn’t enough anymore. He wanted her to come for him. So in a flash, he removed his hand from her, hooked his fingers in her pants and panties and pulled them down in a fast, jerking motion. Before she could get her bearings, he moved down her body and caught her clit in his mouth.

She started to bolt off the bed, but he held her down, refusing to offer her an escape from what he was doing to her body.

“Don’t.... Don’t stop,” she breathed as she reached down to run her fingers through his hair. She gripped the short strands tight and he wasn’t sure whether she was going to pull him away or pull him closer, but it was more as though she just needed to hang onto something. So he continued his assault, driving her higher and higher until he could feel the orgasm rip through her.

She was still trying to catch her breath as he pulled the leggings the rest of the way off. She managed to weakly lift a leg to help him but didn’t move much besides that.

Finally, Sam pushed up on an elbow and ran a hand through her dark-blue hair and bit her lip as she looked at him. “What was that for?” she asked as he climbed back up her body.

His lips brushed over hers in a barely there kiss. “I can’t have you in my bed and not touch you. It’s against the laws of nature.”

A smile tugged at her lips. She ran a hand over his cheek and rested it at the base of his neck. “You’re trying to distract me,” she accused.

“I’m offended at the accusation.” He ducked his head down to nip at her neck.

She jerked in surprise even as she let out a laugh.

Derek smiled against her skin, but when she moved against him, it was a startling reminder to his cock how much he wanted her and exactly how naked she was....

He ran a hand down the curve of her breasts and the dip of her waist until he hit the flesh of her ass.

He ducked his head down and leaned his forehead against her shoulder as he turned her in his arms. There was a slight tangle of limbs before she was on her hands and knees in front of him, which was a sight right out of his X-rated fantasies.

He leaned over her and pressed a quick kiss to the base of her neck where her spine poked out just a bit. When he’d first met Sam, she’d been skinny almost to the point of emaciated, but she’d filled out in all the right places.

He ran his hand along her spine, enjoying the dips and curves, until he ran over the curve of her hip. But he could only look for so long. He unzipped his pants and his erection practically sprang free. Immediately he was happy he’d kept his pants on so long, because the second his cock hit the cool air, he was desperate to be inside her.