Indecent Danger (Danger Incorporated #3)(51)



Every inch of her was infinitely precious to him and the thought of anything bad happening to her squeezed his chest painfully, making it almost impossible to breathe. In fact, the entire room had to be at least ten degrees hotter than a few minutes ago. He was breathing shallowly and a fine sheen of sweat decorated his skin. If his libido had its way he’d be balls deep within her this very minute. But that wasn’t going to happen. Not yet.

She was everything and he’d waited a damn long time to find her. He wouldn’t let her go without a fight. Luckily she seemed more than content to make her future with him. He’d even mentioned marriage and she hadn’t bolted for the hills as he’d feared.

“Turn over, sweetheart,” he said in a voice like gravel, the words sticking in his too tight throat. “Time for your front.”

Travis hadn’t thought this through.

Aubrey was lying before him like the most sumptuous buffet he could imagine. His erection became painful and his balls drew up closer to his body and he hadn’t even been touched yet. This was going to be a long night. Every ounce of blood in his body had rushed to his shaft and now he was gazing at her, probably looking dumbstruck as if he’d never seen a naked woman before.

Snap out of it. Fuck, it’s like a furnace in this bedroom.

He gathered more lotion in his palm and ran his hands up and down her legs, her eyes fluttering closed and her lips parted on a sigh of pleasure. He avoided any contact with her most private parts, skipping up to her shoulders and arms but that didn’t stop her from writhing under his touch, her hips lifting in invitation. He’d wanted this to go on for much longer but he wasn’t sure he could hold back another minute. His mind wasn’t working properly and all he could think about was how it was going to feel when she was hot and tight around him, their bodies joined as intimately as possible.

Christ, I’m a mess. Take a deep breath and be patient.

“Travis,” Aubrey breathed, her voice a mere wisp of sound that tugged mightily at his heart and farther south as well. “I need you.”

“You’ve got me, baby.” He massaged lotion into her full breasts, the nipples tightening under his palms. “Every bit of me.”

Plucking at the pale pink tips, he lowered his head and drew one into his mouth before laving it with his tongue, the vanilla scent from her skin wrapping around him. Aubrey hissed with pleasure and her fingernails dug into his shoulders, sending a rocket of pleasure and pain straight to his already aching groin. He was hot, hard, horny as hell, and he only had himself to blame for being frustrated. He’d started this game and he needed to see it through.

After lavishing attention on her nipples he kissed a trail over her belly while he pushed her legs farther apart, situating himself between them. Her fingers curled in his hair, tugging deliciously as he licked up and down her slit, avoiding the one spot she wanted him the most.

Flames coursed through his limbs and settled in his abdomen as his tongue traced patterns around her clit but never giving her the rhythm she needed to go over the cliff. Her legs shook as she pressed her thighs to his head and he dipped two fingers in her tight channel, coming back drenched in her honey.

“Do you want to come, baby? You need to tell me if you do,” he cajoled, his fingers slipping deep inside of her and finding that sweet spot that made her wild.


“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her head thrown back and her eyes closed in ecstasy. He f*cking loved seeing her like this knowing she was feeling the same things he was. Their lovemaking was more than sex. It bonded them together more closely each and every time. “Please, Travis.”

“Whatever my lady wants, she gets.”

Flattening his tongue, he swiped it back and forth over the top of her clit before sucking it into his mouth, his teeth lightly scraping the sides. Her response was swift and vocal.

Arching her back, her channel walls tightened on his fingers and a rush of honey drenched his hand. She called out his name over and over as the waves made her body tremble and quake. Travis wasted no time, not letting her come down completely from her high. He ripped off his sweatpants and boxers, impaling her in one deep, soul-destroying thrust.

Groaning, the pleasure rushed from his hard length, down his balls, through his legs, and up his spine. Tight. Hot. Wet. So f*cking perfect. He began to move and she rocked her hips in time, her fingers digging into his buttocks.

“Harder. Faster.”

He sped up, the sweat pooling at his lower back and his jaw clenched as the pressure built at the base of his spine. Holding back was pure torture but he wanted Aubrey to fly apart one more time before he let himself go. She wrapped her legs around his waist as they set a punishing pace, every stroke rubbing against her already sensitized clit. He felt her clench around him and knew she was almost there.

“Come for me. Let go, I’ve got you.”

And you’ve got me.

He was relentless, pistoning in and out of her like a metronome, the sweat pouring off of him and the pressure in his balls turning to excruciating agony. He thought he might burst a blood vessel but then her walls fluttered and clenched, her back arching and his name on her lips.

Her climax wrung his own from him, black spots dotted his vision and it felt like he was being turned inside out as his seed shot from his balls and deep inside of his most perfect woman. He groaned a few words that he couldn’t even understand and collapsed on top of her, his breath coming in ragged chunks as he sucked air into his starved lungs. Her fingers trailed up and down his damp spine and he heard her sigh of satisfaction. They stayed just like that as the world ceased to spin around them, time having no meaning as their lips met one more time in a kiss of love and tenderness.

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