Sinful Desire (Sinful Nights, #2)(38)

She reached a hand behind her and grabbed the orange hem. She lifted it up and a groan ripped from his throat when he saw her in the panties he’d bought for her.

The hottest item of clothing in all of creation.

“Nothing has ever looked better on any woman in the world,” he said, as he fell to his knees in the dirt, and pressed his face against her rear. He flicked his tongue through one of the crisscross sections that exposed her creamy white flesh, and she gasped. He gripped her cheeks in his hands, squeezing her as he smothered her barely-covered bottom in kisses. Oh, the things he wanted to do to her. The ways he wanted to touch her with his tongue, fingers, and his cock. Lick her, touch her, f*ck her, and taste her.

His dick throbbed in his pants, begging to be set free, to be inside her gorgeous body.

“They were made for you,” he whispered as he worshipped her ass with his lips, and she squirmed under his touch, rocking her body back into him. He licked the outline of one of the diamonds, flicking the tip of his tongue over her skin, and she moaned his name.

“I bet you’re soaked right now,” he said, in a hungry voice.

“I bet you’re right,” she answered in between erratic breaths.

The world around them was dark and quiet. There was only the slightest rustle of an evening breeze. They were all alone on the turnout at the side of the road, and he was going to f*ck her good and hard.

He slid his fingers between her legs and groaned when he felt how damp she was. Nothing was better in the entire universe than when a woman responded to a man like this. Her body told him everything—from the way she stretched her arms, to how her belly pressed flat to the metal, to how her ass was raised in the air, the skirt all bunched up by her hips.

She wanted him. She gave herself freely, and he was utterly consumed with a deep and potent longing for Sophie. He’d intended to f*ck her, but with his face so close to her sweet center, he decided on an appetizer first. “Don’t move,” he said, as he pulled the panel of her panties to the side. Keeping her in place would keep him in control of this ravenous desire that raged inside him. “Stay still as I eat you.”

“I won’t move,” she answered, digging her heels into the ground.

He stared between her legs, where she glistened. His breath came fast as raw desire overtook him. “You’re so f*cking delicious,” he said, then licked.

She trembled and sighed sexily. The most enticing sounds floated from her lips as he licked her sweetness. Her clit was a hard stone under his tongue, and with each flick, she trembled but remained still. She’d taken his order to heart and hadn’t moved an inch. She followed directions like a perfect student, and she tasted like heaven on earth. He buried his face in her slickness, his hands gripping her luscious ass as he devoured her.

She flooded his tongue and moaned her pleasure. “I’m so close, Ryan. I’m so close. Can I please move?”

Please.

Oh hell, it was like a direct line of desire to his cock. He ached to fill her. That simple word spurred him on, making him want her even more. “Yes,” he said roughly then gave her an order. “You have permission to f*ck my face now.”

She followed it to the letter. He continued his assault on her * with his lips, thrusting his tongue inside her heat, as she rocked into him madly. She went from frozen to frenzied in no time. Her thighs tensed, and as soon as he felt her quiver, he slid a finger inside her.

Her soft walls clenched around him, and she cried out into the night as she came on his tongue, his lips, and his chin.

She tasted divine. Absolutely intoxicating all over him, and he was hooked on her, on her taste, her scent, her body. Everything. He lapped up her wetness as the aftershocks moved through her. He placed a palm on each thigh, steadying her as he kissed the backs of her legs, then lapped up a bead of wetness that had slid down her skin.

He stood up and raked his eyes over the gorgeous sight of her bent at the waist, soft and warm from her first orgasm. “I’m just getting started, beautiful. There’s so much I want to do to you.”

She looked at him and smiled, a tipsy grin that made his heart pound and his dick ache. Rabid desire raced through him again, and the need to take her overwhelmed him. Her feet were planted on the ground. He nudged the inside of her right leg with his foot, then kicked her legs open wider.

“Spread your legs for me,” he instructed, and she inched her feet apart into a more perfect V.

His fingers traveled along her spine and up her neck to her hair, grabbing it, turning her so she looked up at him. Her eyes were hazy and full of a lust that matched his. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked harshly.

“I think I do.”

“You are under my skin,” he whispered, as he kept her pressed against the warm hood with one hand, then slinked his other hand down to her waist, and unfastened the slim, orange belt. “And in my head,” he continued as he snapped the belt free. “And I can’t f*cking stop thinking about you.”

“I can’t stop either,” she said, and in a flash he wrapped the belt around her wrists, knotting it, twisting it, and tying her hands together with her own accessory. She allowed him, offering up her wrists to be bound. She was a willing hostage.

“That turns me on even more,” he growled in her ear, as he stretched her tied arms along the silver hood.

“Tying me up?”