Sweet Temptation (Sweet #4)(54)

“You ready to head back home?” he asked softly when she looked up at him with sleepy eyes.

She smiled and nodded. “Thank you for today, Micah. It was nice to get away for a while, to escape reality for a few hours.”

Unable to resist the soft, tousled look she presented, he kissed her lips, then the corner of her mouth, then her jaw and down to her neck. He nuzzled her ear and then worked his way back over her cheek and up to her eyes. He pressed the lightest of kisses to each of her closed eyes and then dropped a playful peck on her nose.

“Come on, sunshine. Time to get you home and in bed.”

She stretched and stood, taking his hand as he started for the truck.

CHAPTER 26

“We have company coming over tonight,” Micah said.

Angelina looked up from her perch on the couch. “We do? Who is it?”

Micah smiled. “It’s a surprise. But we need to get you ready.”

Her eyebrow went up, and her pulse leapt. In the weeks since they’d moved into The House, Micah had kept them secluded. They’d slipped into a comfortable relationship that extended beyond sex and his complete mastery over her body. She’d grown used to being with him, to having him to herself, a barrier to the outside world. Now their sanctuary was being breached, but she found herself excited and intrigued instead of resentful of the intrusion.

He walked over to her and held out his hand to help her up.

“First a shower. I’ll wash your hair. Afterward I’ll dry and brush it out for you. Have I ever told you how much I love your hair?”

She swallowed, her nervousness—no, anticipation—tightening her throat.

“There’s no reason to be afraid,” he murmured as he touched the pulse point at her throat.

“I’m not afraid,” she said huskily.

“Good.”

He pulled her with him up the stairs to the bedroom. As soon as they got past the door, he started undressing her. His movements were slow and measured. The calm and precision in which he touched her excited her.

He was exceedingly gentle, almost as if he were truly afraid of frightening her. This puzzled her because before he’d always been quick to demand, impatient and forceful. This ... this was a side to him she hadn’t seen but had always longed for. She’d seen how render he was with Hannah. She knew he was capable of such caring and love. Could he be softening toward her?

The last of her clothes dropped to the floor, and he cupped her shoulders as he stared down at her.

“Go lie down on the bed. On your stomach. Get comfortable.”

She was curious, but she didn’t question him.

She settled onto the bed and rubbed her cheek on the soft comforter. A few moments later, the bed dipped and he crawled onto up next to her.

He placed his hand on the back of her knee and ran it up her leg and over the swell of her bu**ocks. He stopped there and gently kneaded the soft flesh.

His fingers dipped low, and he ran his thumb over the seam of her pu**y, down to her clit. He toyed with it for a minute and then rubbed gently over her folds, pushing inward then withdrawing.

“Has anyone ever had your ass, Angel girl?”

She swallowed and shook her head.

“I don’t want your first experience to be with another man. I want to ease you into it. I don’t want to hurt you. A lot will happen tonight. I want you to be prepared.”

She shivered at the promise in his voice.

He bent and kissed one cheek of her ass, then nibbled playfully at it. His thumb worked up from her pu**y, over the tight opening. She flinched and tightened reflexively.

“Relax,” he murmured.

She forced herself to go limp under his coaxing hands.

He kissed her other cheek and then slid his mouth up to the small of her back. All the while, his thumb worked back and forth over her anus. It slid easily, dipping into the opening, and then she realized he’d used lubricant on his fingers.

“You have a gorgeous ass. I get hard just watching you walk. You could hypnotize a guy with that sexy swing of yours.”

She smiled and remained still, relaxing further under his sweet seduction.

“I’m going to push you tonight, Angel girl. I don’t think it’s anything you can’t handle. You’re a lot like me. More than anyone else I’ve known. We like the same things. We’re into the same kinks. Now I want to see just how far I can push you.”

Oh God. Chill bumps raced across her back, and he chuckled softly as he ran his tongue up her spine.

“You’ll be powerless tonight. I expect you to obey. I want you to trust me, but at the same time, if it becomes too much, all you have to do is say stop.”

“I do trust you, Micah.”

“You’re beautiful, Angel, and tonight I’m going to share that beauty. I’m going to watch other men possess that beauty. I’m going to offer what is mine because it’s mine to give.”

She let out a small moan as his thumb pressed deeper, slipping past the natural resistance of the opening.

“I’m too possessive to allow another man to be the first,” he admitted. “I don’t want to chance another man hurting or frighrening you.”

He kissed the area just above where his thumb probed, and then he slid his thumb in to the knuckle. Her fingers curled into the blanket and formed tight fists at her head.