Forbidden Love with the Marine(34)
Bold, breathless, she lifted both hands to run them over his torso, paying attention to those oh-so-sexy nipples that made her lick her lips. She was fascinated by his textures of silk and steel. The pads of her fingers scraped against the edge of his nubs and she heard his breath snag.
“Do you ever let go of your iron control?” Makayla mused, her eyelashes fluttering as she looked through them at him. “I’ve been waiting all night for you to make your move. You look like a man with passion – unless, perhaps I don’t inspire any.”
He huffed, at last speaking though he kept his hands at his sides. “Trust me, Makayla, you inspire a whole lot of passion. In ways you aren’t even ready for yet.”
She pouted, tipping her head to the side in a flirty, girly gesture. Her right palm was sliding down his six-pack and memorizing every rippled dip and swell of rock-hard muscle.
“What makes you say that? I’ll have you know that I’m tougher than I look,” she said on a murmur. “You might be a former Army soldier, all grit and fire...but I think I can handle you.”
As she spoke, she eased herself on her knees over him, straddling his thighs as she pushed him until he leaned against the back of the couch. She felt his hands lift and rest on her waist, and his fingers dug in so hard it made her flinch slightly. Unfazed, her hips began to undulate seductively, rubbing her smoldering sex against the wedge straining against his jeans
“This...isn’t happening, Makayla.”
Makayla noted the rough gravel in his tone, and smiled. He was getting harder by the second; she could feel the swell of him nudging against the crotch panel of her now very moist panties. Her arms slipped around his bare shoulders and she tilted her face to reach for those sinfully inviting lips of his.
“Maybe that’s not your call to make, soldier,” she whispered against his mouth. Her eyes closed dreamily and she merged her lips with his.
She kissed Blade and it was all she could do to catch her breath.
She felt him freeze dead-still, but for her, everything around them spun. He tasted outrageously delicious, the feel of his lips making her want more. She tilted her head for deeper access and got a deep growl of pleasure in response as he finally thawed.
His hold on her hips made her gasp as his fingers dug into her tender flesh. She felt a flutter in her stomach which spread and blossomed till it became a pool between her shivery thighs.
Oh. My. A flush of warmth spread through her body.
His mouth parted, inviting her in. Bold arousal overtook decorum as Makayla plunged her tongue in, seeking his heat and sweetness. A bolt of desire almost ripped her in half, making her moan as he responded with a passionate though subdued hunger.
Makayla could feel him holding back, yet was just as conscious of the rapid pounding of his heart against hers. She clutched at the short, silky tufts of his hair, her teeth nipping gently into his bottom lip. Unable to help it, she rocked her hips and rubbed against the rigid tent in his jeans.
She felt his hands close around her shoulders before he broke the kiss far enough so that their lips were mere inches apart, hot breaths mingling, tantalizing, scorching.
“Makayla...I hope you realize this isn’t a game anymore?” Blade told her gruffly, and she blinked her eyes open to gaze down into his ferociously dark gaze. Her resolve faltered at the look of almost untamed desire in his eyes, warning her to tread carefully.
“Who says I’m playing?” she whispered, her confidence returning as she felt the need bubbling faster in her deepest folds. Every move seductive and deliberate, she slid off his lap, making sure to bump her ass one last time over his lap before backing away on her feet. She kicked off her heeled slippers, never taking her gaze off his. Next, she divested herself of her dress in one fluid motion before tossing it to the floor.
She felt a stab of triumph when she saw his blue eyes turn almost black with desire as he watched her, his body rigid and unmoving on the couch. Her hands slid down her unclad body, her secrets shielded only by tiny scraps of white lace.
“This is all yours, hot shot. Only, you have to come and get it,” she told him with a wicked little smile.
Spinning on her heels, she skipped quickly off, giving her curvy ass more than enough wriggle as she tossed over her shoulder, “I’m sure you know where to find me.”
Chapter Six
Makayla was naked, her lingerie scattered all over the bedroom floor. Her body trembled with erotic anticipation as she lay back invitingly on her clean, scented sheets.
Her door was wide open, her eyes glued to the doorway as she bit on her lip. Moments passed and a slight frown of worry suddenly struck her forehead even as she wondered at her audacity.
Tempting Blade, a former Special Forces soldier...was she insane?
Getting up the nerve to come on to him so strongly spoke of how badly he’d broken down her walls of self-collection. But if he ended up ignoring her blatantly provocative offer, then she’d just...God! She didn’t even want to think of the mortification.
She wanted him so badly to walk through the door that suddenly, each second felt like an hour. Doubts overwhelmed her.
Common sense was slowly returning and Makayla was just about ready to spring off the bed and put on some clothes when Blade appeared.
Makayla looked right into his blue-black eyes which held fiery promise of things to come. Slowly, he shut the door behind him and Makayla gulped audibly, her seductress mode somewhat shaken by that predatory look on his face.