Burn (Breathless #3)(65)

He leaned down, fusing his mouth hotly to hers. Their tongues met and slid sensuously over one another. Rough then soft. Hot, damp, electric.

He wanted to show her, but she also wanted to show him. Wanted to make love to him. Let him feel what he meant to her.

She braced her palms on his shoulders and then slid them up to the column of his neck. She pulled him lower, meeting his tongue with hers, tangling them breathlessly. She tasted him. Wanted more.

Her fingers trailed down his shirt, tugging impatiently. “I want you naked,” she complained.

He chuckled, the sound vibrating over her mouth. “I want you naked too. What do you say we both do something about that?”

“Race you,” she challenged, a broad grin attacking her lips.

“Oh hell no,” he said with a laugh when she rolled, tearing at her clothing. “Cheating little wench.”

She laughed, yanking at her clothing while Ash ripped at his. She kicked the clothing away and stood by the bed, palms upturned as she smirked at him.

“Took you long enough,” she taunted when he kicked away his pants.

He yanked her to him, hauling her into his arms. She landed with a thump against his chest.

“If you think that took a long time, wait to see how long it takes me to get you off,” he said in a silky voice.

“You wouldn’t,” she breathed out.

He cocked an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t I?”

“You said you weren’t into punishments,” she pointed out.

“Who said it would be a punishment? I can’t think of anything more pleasurable than taking my sweet time teasing and taunting you, making you hold off until you’re screaming my name when you come.”

She moaned and leaned into his chest. “Stop. You’re torturing me, Ash. No matter what you call it, that is most definitely punishment.”

“Well, then, what do you say we do a little role reversal?”

Intrigued, she glanced up at him, cocking her head to the side.

“You on top. You calling the shots.”

“Mmmm, I’m liking this idea. Definitely has merit.”

“Then get to it, baby. Take your man to bed and ride him.”

She leaned up to kiss him, palming his face in her hands as she held him for the lusty, hot kiss.

“Mmmm,” he returned, mimicking her sound of pleasure. “My beautiful little submissive likes the idea of being in charge for a night.”

She loved those words from his lips. His beautiful little submissive. The way he said it. So much tenderness and affection in his voice. And she knew what he was doing. She loved him even more for it. He was wiping away the thoughts of Michael. Of her relationship with him. The fact that he never gave back anything he took.

Tonight Ash was offering her the most precious gift she could receive. Himself. His trust. Him relinquishing control to her.

This was not a man who ever handed over control or dominance. And she didn’t delude herself. She was in charge but he would effectively be topping from the bottom. Because she knew he would still be in control. He would just be controlling her being in control.

“Get on the bed,” she said huskily. “Flat on your back, head on the pillow. I want you to be comfortable.”

“Baby, I have to say, you on top of me with me deep inside you? Doesn’t matter where I am. I’ll be comfortable.”

She smiled and caressed his jaw before turning him toward the bed.

Who was she kidding? She had no idea how to do this. Didn’t even have a strong desire to be the one in control. But it was what he wanted and what he wanted to give to her, so she’d do it without reservation.

He did her bidding, stretching his long frame over the bed. His c**k jutted upward, reaching for his navel as he lay on his back. It was straining, utterly rigid, the head dark plum and liquid already seeping from the slit.

She crawled onto the bed between his legs and slowly made her way up his body on her hands and knees. She dipped her head and licked over his sac, rolling the balls with her mouth.

He moaned softly and twisted, adjusting his position so she had better access. She tongued the sac, sucking it lightly into her mouth before nibbling her way up to the base of his cock. Then she swiped her tongue up the underside, tracing the thick vein all the way to the head.

When she got to the top, she hesitated a brief moment, circling the tip with her tongue. Then she sucked him deep in one swift motion. His hips shot off the bed, arching up, pushing him farther into her mouth.

“Goddamn, Josie. Feels so good, baby. That mouth of yours is pure sin.”

She grinned. “Glad you approve.”

His hand tangled in her hair, holding her down to meet his thrust. Yes, he’d relinquished control to her, but he was still very much in command of the situation.

For several long moments she sucked and licked, enjoying the way he twitched and quivered beneath her. Then he pulled her head away, his hand still wrapped tightly in her hair.

“Baby, if you’re going to get on, you need to do it now. I’m close, and I won’t last much longer. Want you with me when I go.”

She raised her head, freeing her hair from his grasp. Then she swung one leg over his, straddling him. She inched forward until his erection was nestled at the juncture of her thighs.

Leaning forward, she planted both palms on his chest and levered herself up.