My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(54)

Pressure against her cervix had the same effect. She had known this from past experience, but no man had ever let her have her way to this degree so she could experiment to see what felt best. She was sure all the buildup she’d had over the last day had contributed as well.

Even as Dex pulled her nipple between his thick index finger and thumb, he bucked his hips, spearing his cock inside her to hit her cervix hard enough to send an erotic jolt through her system. She ground against him again, torturing herself, and, if she could judge by the anguished sound that escaped from Dex, torturing him as well.

He nuzzled her ear, his hot breath sending gooseflesh marching across her already heated skin. “You’re in trouble, woman.” His voice held equal parts dark promise and anticipation. The former sent arousal shooting along her nerve endings and made her core tighten around him further.

“Look at me.”

She immediately snapped her gaze to his, drowning in the dark brown depths.

“I want to feel you come. To convulse around my cock. The first of many times tonight.”

A shudder ran through her at the erotic image he described, and she was nodding before he even asked the question.

“Do you think you can do that for me?”

She had just begun to attempt an answer when he grabbed her hips and began to guide her up and down his shaft. Bringing her down hard with each thrust as he raised his hips and drove up into her at the same time.

She held on to his bare shoulders, her fingers digging into his firm flesh as she rode the amazing flood of pleasure churning inside her.

At Dex’s urging, the rhythm became faster, then faster still. Her mind lost all ability for coherent thought as she gave herself up to the overwhelming sensations that continued to tighten deep inside her pelvis.

The orgasm slammed into her, stealing her breath. The only thing anchoring her to this world was her death grip on Dex’s shoulders as he continued to pound inside her.

Seconds, minutes, or hours later…she was too far gone to tell…with one final thrust, Dex called out his release and settled her tightly against his body, his cock still buried deep.





Chapter 16


Kate woke cocooned between two warm bodies.

She lay on her left side with Rusty curled tight against her stomach, and she was spooned back against a very warm and very tall man, if her first impressions were correct.

Every facet of last night came back to her in a steady stream of memories. A large smile lifted the edges of her lips. She felt so light and free that she thought she might float away, except for the heavy arm draped over her hip.

She remembered asking Dex to stay last night, and him answering that he would see if he could still walk when he was done with her. Kate would be surprised if either of them could walk without a noticeable wince in their gait today. But damn, had it been worth it.

She was glad he’d stayed. And glad that she now knew how wonderful it felt to fall asleep in Dex’s arms.

Many of her muscles ached from the workout they’d received last night. Several places on her body were tender from whisker burn, and there was a delicious ache between her thighs.

As for the rest of her, she felt amazing.

After the past few days, and especially last night, she should be exhausted, but anticipation and energy perked inside her.

She glanced at her nightstand, and the glowing green numbers on her digital clock read 4:44 a.m.

Crap!

She needed to finish one of the Merestone pages before seven a.m. her time. She still had time to finish, but never liked to leave work until the last minute, in case technical difficulties arose on either side.

The light in her bedroom was still murky. She hadn’t closed any of her blinds last night like she normally did when she went to bed, so the windows let in the weak glow that was constantly generated by life and business in L.A.

Loath to give up her very comfortable position, she reminded herself that her reputation for always exceeding expectations, including deadlines, drove her word-of-mouth business. That was one price of being self-employed.

After a deep breath, she gently stroked Rusty until he woke and stretched, fixing her with an accusing golden glare before he hopped down off the bed. Then she slowly slid out from under Dex’s hand, stepping out of bed onto the cold hardwood floor.

She glanced back at Dex’s sleeping form to make sure she hadn’t woken him.

His breathing remained deep and even, the sheet pulled up over one hip, showcasing his muscular bare chest and arms. She had to silently scold herself to keep from reaching out to trace the winding rose tattoo on his upper arm. She hoped one day she would get to do it, but right now, she needed to finish her work. Then she could come back to bed to enjoy the last few hours of being curled up next to Dex.

Once again she was tempted to put off her trip to visit Phoenix next week, but she knew that was leftover hormones talking. While Dex was amazing both as a Dom and as a man, they shared a love of great sex and kink. Not to mention that she hadn’t known him long enough to even consider putting her plans or her life on hold for him.

She’d made the decision that Los Angeles was no longer a good place for her, and she had decided on the next steps to move forward. The logical thing to do was to continue on as planned and see what happened.

She grabbed her silky robe from her closet and slipped it on.

A large smile curved her lips as happiness burst through her. If she completed her work quickly, she might still be able to slip back in bed under that warm hand, as if she had never left.