Big Easy Temptation (The Perfect Gentlemen #3)(34)
He knelt on the floor and turned her to face him as he settled in, his big body twisting until he wedged his shoulders between her thighs and found a place for himself at her core. “I want to make you fly, sweetheart. I want to be the only man you come for ever again, the only man who gets to see and taste and touch you.”
He lowered his head and licked his way through her wet flesh to her clitoris.
Holland groaned, reached for him. Need pounded through her. She let her head fall back as he parted her flesh even more and licked her again, spearing her with his tongue. Another flash of lightning heat sizzled her, scorching along her skin until all that mattered was the pleasure he gave her and the intimacy they shared. He unwound her polite fa?ade, obliterated her protective walls, and reduced her to a trembling bundle of need. And she knew that he alone could put out this fire and save her.
He slid his tongue deeper inside her before replacing it with one of his thick fingers.
“You want more?” His husky murmur taunted her just the slightest bit.
When she looked down her naked body to find him staring up at her with a decadent grin, he tantalized her by rotating his finger deeper inside.
She nodded.
“No, you have to ask me,” he chided gently. “Ask me to make you come, Holland.”
He was a bastard to make her beg, but she was too far gone to fight him. “Please. Dax, please make me come.”
“My pleasure,” he growled against her needy flesh.
He picked up the pace, adding another finger as his lips closed around her clitoris and began to work the little button hard. His fingers curled up inside her, rubbing and exploring while his tongue worried her sensitive nub. Holland clutched at the pillows around her as her head thrashed. Dax’s big body held her down or she might have come off the couch as he found some magical place inside her body that had her gasping with a growing ecstasy she could barely fathom. Between his fingers inside her and his mouth all over her, she couldn’t fight orgasm a second longer.
Pleasure swamped her, hard and fast, and as she splintered, she cried out his name. Her body shook and stiffened as the orgasm became her everything. He didn’t let up, forcing her higher and higher. She could have sworn her peripheral vision began to fade, narrowing her whole world to just Dax.
Finally, he let her go and she relaxed, limp and satisfied. Her blood flowed through her system in a pleasurable thrum. He scooped her up and stood, cradling her to his body. And she felt both delicate and adored in his arms.
Holland let her head roll onto his chest and she listened to the speeding gait of his heart with a punch-drunk smile. “Now I know why they call you Captain Awesome.”
His eyes flared as he marched toward her bedroom. “Oh, sweetheart, I haven’t even started showing you how awesome I can be.”
Holland sighed. If the last few minutes hadn’t been the peak of her day, then she just might have found heaven. She should have known Dax would be the one to take her there.
SIX
Dax was fairly certain his libido was running on a short fuse. He was set to explode at any moment, and he would be damned if he came all over Holland like a seventeen-year-old kid with his first woman. He’d had to apologize profusely to Gabi Webber, a pretty senior at the girls’ school near his prep school alma mater, Creighton Academy, because he’d ruined her uniform. Not happening tonight. He would give Holland the best he had. His past, his thoughts, his heart . . . they all led him right to this woman. He belonged with her.
He forgave her for refusing him all those years ago. She’d been young. Hell, he probably hadn’t been ready, either. He would have expected her to be a good Naval wife, to stay home and have their children. But Holland needed a career every bit as engrossing as his own, and asking her to live alone and eventually single parent wasn’t entirely fair. He understood that now. She was driven and needed to achieve outside the home, and he would do everything he could to make that possible for her. This time, they were both ready for something more, something lasting. Nothing was going to tear them apart. He would make sure of it.
He stepped into her bedroom and eased her down to the bed. The room was functional, the furnishings comfortable and feminine without the frilliness of other women’s bedrooms. All grays and creams with a hint of peacock blue. He liked it. He felt at home in her tidy apartment.
He’d definitely felt at home when he’d been between her legs, his mouth on her pussy. She’d been so hot, the feel of her around his fingers had singed him. He’d tasted her sweetness as she shattered against his tongue. It had been everything he’d fantasized about and so much more because Holland was real—stubborn and smart—and she’d chosen him. She’d spread her legs and welcomed him inside.
Now he intended to brand her with pleasure so profound that she’d ache deep inside whenever they were apart. He would feel it, too. Neither of them would be complete unless they were together in every way possible.
She turned over, bracing her head in her hand, that glorious body of hers laid out. “Do you know how much I want to see you naked, Captain Awesome?”
He didn’t want to get into that shit. “Just Dax.”
She sighed. “Dax, could I please see you naked? I’ve wanted to for so long. Unlike some of your friends, you’ve been careful about not getting caught by the press with your pants down.”