Tell Me You Crave Me (Search and Seduce #3)(28)

She sank down on him, taking as much of his impressive cock as she could into her throat, then slowly came back up.

On her way down again, she glanced up to gauge his reaction. His eyes were heavy and watching her, and once again she felt seen. So damn seen, in fact, that she almost shook from the intensity of his gaze. And it gave her confidence.

She moved her tongue along the crown of his cock as she watched his face.

He liked that.

Then she sucked hard at the tip, while moving her tongue…

He really liked that.

Then she sucked and sank down again, faster and faster, sucking harder each time and pushing herself to go just a fraction deeper. His chest heaved, and she watched him grit his teeth. His hands stayed gentle on her face, but his whole body was wrought with tension.

She wondered if he was feeling what she had just felt. That painful need for more. Deeper, harder, more. But he was staying gentle, not pushing or even moving, as if he was concerned, maybe.

Maybe he didn’t see her as lover material and was trying to spare her? Because only a few nights ago, he’d smacked her ass and f*cked her hard against a wall, and now he was holding back?

Oh hell no.

East had never once let her hold back. And she wouldn’t be “Little Natalie” or his buddy’s baby sister. Not now. She would show him exactly what she was capable of. Because that way he made her feel? Like she was seen? She wasn’t ready to give that up. Not just yet.

He didn’t want to move? To reach out? Fine.

With a small smile, she let her lips come to the crown of his cock and linger for just a second. She took a deep breath, reached out, and gripped his ass with both hands.

With her nails digging into his muscled flesh, she yanked hard and made him f*ck her mouth. She moved her head and pulled him deep on every thrust, urging his hips forward to pump into her throat.

“Holy, shit, Natalie…I’m gonna come. Oh God, you have to let me come.”

Oh, she’d let him come. And she was ready for him. Easton wasn’t going to hold out on her, not this time. He tried to pull out, but she didn’t let him, just grabbed him harder and held him close.

With him deep in her mouth, she felt his release hit her tongue, and she drank him down and continued to take him over and over until his groans turned into a yell and his body was shaking. Just like he’d made hers shake.

Serves him right.

When she could tell that he was humming and his pleasure was coming down from the high, she slowed her attention and finally let him fall from her mouth. He looked almost in pain from the intensity. And she knew exactly how that felt.

She rose to stand, faced him and adjusted her clothing. East looked stunned, half asleep and half confused, but one hundred percent blissful.

I put that look on his face…

And she felt pretty proud of that.

“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to my cupcakes.” She moved past him and headed toward the back, right as the ding of her oven timer went off for the final batch of cupcakes. The last thing she’d seen was East with his jeans around his knees and a look of shock on his face.

She couldn’t help but feel exceedingly powerful and utterly stupid.



Stupid.

Natalie was going with the feeling of “stupid.”

A few hours ago she’d gone all tasty time with East, and she was pretty sure she’d gotten in deeper than she’d meant to. Which was why she’d nearly burned the last batch of cupcakes and hadn’t realized she was almost out of cocoa for the frosting, so she’d had to run out to the store—perfect, another delay. In addition to the chocolate cupcakes, she still had thirty un-frosted vanilla cupcakes waiting to be frosted because once again, East had distracted her. And after that little sexy session of “Let Me Taste Yours” she had a hard time even looking at frosting and not getting hot and bothered.

It was going to be a long night. She juggled the grocery bags of cocoa and cream as she opened the door to her shop. And then she gasped.

“What the hell…” She set the bags down and looked at the large cart full of cupcakes.

Frosted vanilla cupcakes.

All of them were done.

She took out the tray and examined one, then another.

“My God, they’re damn near perfect.”

They didn’t have any of the flair she usually added, but the lines were smooth, neat and well done. Just like she’d shown…

Easton.

This was his doing. He must have snuck back in to “help.” And as she looked at all the completed cupcakes, she smiled.

Easton Ambrose cared.





Chapter Six


“You look like a pile of ass,” Dex said as East walked through the door of the S and R office.

“How are you still dating Michelle with compliments like those?” East shot back. Yesterday had been a hell of a day. It had started with him attempting to help Natalie, which led to him helping himself to her delectable body, and ended in the best blow job of his life. And then he’d been dismissed by said baker. But he’d gone back, like the glutton for punishment he was, to frost her cupcakes for her.

Because he’d gone to help, damn it. And if it made her life easier, then he’d follow through at least once.

“First of all, Michelle is my fiancée. I’m not dating her,” Dex said. “And second, Michelle never looks like a pile of ass. You’re…” His buddy looked him over. “You just look like you haven’t slept.”