Into the Mist (Falcon Mercenary Group #1)(15)

She closed her hand around the base, warm, soft, yet so hard. “I hope you brought your own condoms this time, cowboy. I wasn’t exactly planning to run into you again.”

“If you’ll let go of that, sugar, I’ll run into the bathroom and get one. In case you didn’t notice, these highfalutin hotels come stocked with all the necessities.”

She eased off of him and sat on the edge of the bed as he got up. He strode naked to the bathroom, giving her a prime view of his ass. His very nice ass.

Tyana groaned and closed her eyes. Since when did she go around eyeballing a man’s ass? And why this man? Why was there such a powerful attraction? He irritated her, even as she wanted to bite him, lick him and explore all those nice sexual feelings he inspired.

She was determined not to analyze this. Just go with it. Enjoy it. The closer she got to him, the more she could learn about his stability and if there was a way to help D.

Satisfied with her reasoning, she reclined on the bed to await Eli’s return. Not that she needed a reason to have sex. She could enjoy it just like the other billion people on the planet.

“Shut up,” she muttered.

She looked up when she heard Eli. For a moment, she second-guessed her decision to indulge in sex with this man. Was it the end of the world? No. But she’d feel better if she just beat him to a pulp and pried what information she needed from him.

“Now where were we?” Eli said as he lowered his body onto the bed next to her.

She shoved him onto his back and resumed her position astride his hips. “I believe we were here.”

He held his hand out, the condom package between his fingers. “By all means.”

She tossed the condom onto the bed beside them, in no hurry this time. If she was going to indulge, then she was going to opt for more than a quick tumble. She wanted to touch, explore, experience what she’d been missing out on.

She scooted down his legs but kept her knees on either side. She placed her palms on his thighs and slowly moved them up his body, enjoying the roughness of his skin and the slight scratch of hair.

When her hands reached his firm stomach, she leaned down and gently blew over the head of his cock. He sucked in his breath—in anticipation? Her tongue darted out, and she tasted him. No condom interfered this time.

She ran her tongue around the blunt head and then down the length of his shaft. His hands balled into fists at his sides as he moaned.

Addicted to the feel of him against her lips and loving the sounds of appreciation he made, she became bolder and took him into her mouth.

She sucked deep and smiled as he arched into her. He filled her, and she wanted more. Her tongue stroked up and down as she continued to tease and taunt him.

His hands, no longer content at his sides, tangled in her hair, pulling her down to meet his impatient thrusts. She gripped his hip with one hand and curled her other hand around his cock. She squeezed and worked her fingers up and down, following the motion of her mouth.

“Jesus Christ, you have to stop.”

The statement sounded ragged. Like it had been ripped from him under duress. She stopped her upward motion and held the tip in her mouth as she looked at him. He stared down at her, his fingers gripping her hair. His eyes glittered with need and had an almost pained quality to them.

“Am I doing it wrong?” she asked huskily as she let him fall from her lips.

“God no. If you do it any better, I won’t be able to stay conscious.”

She smiled. “Well then, why did you want me to stop?”

He rose up and grabbed her by the shoulders, rolling until she fell under him. “Because, you little wench, it was about to be all over before it began.”

She hooked her leg over his and shoved, rotating them back over until she was on top. “That would be a great shame, since I plan to enjoy you for quite a while.”

He arched a brow and reached out to her breast. “I do believe I like the sound of that,” he murmured as he rolled a thumb over her nipple.

She shuddered and arched into his caress.

“Like that?”

“Mmm hmm.”

“Come here,” he said. He reached behind her and cupped her ass then pulled her closer to him. His hands smoothed up her back until they touched her shoulder blades, and he pressed her down so that his mouth captured her breast.

She closed her eyes as he licked and nibbled at one nipple and then turned his attention to the other. His erection was sandwiched between his stomach and her pu**y, and each movement, no matter how slight, sent spasms through her groin. Her clit buzzed and tingled, and she shifted, trying to bring him into closer contact.

“You want top or bottom?” he asked.

“I’m surprised you’re giving me a choice,” she murmured.

He rolled them again, until he was positioned over her. “I can go that route. I just figured you’d kick my ass if I got too pushy.”

She shoved and rotated until she was back on top. “Who says I won’t? I merely said I was surprised you offered.”

“You still haven’t answered the question.”

“Hmmm, why don’t I get the condom out and then we see where things lead?”

“Good idea.”

She reached for the wrapper and tore it open. Moving her body back until she straddled his knees, she reached down to roll the condom over his straining cock.