“Yes,” he murmured, staring at her full breasts. “I’m listening. And I swear, I’d look at your lips if I could, but right now I can’t stop thinking about running my teeth over your nipples.”
Her hands moved to her breasts, testing the full weight, pinching her nipples between her thumb and finger.
“Chad, do you like to watch?” Her hands traveled south to her hips, drawing her panties down her long legs. She stepped out, her underwear joining her dress.
Chad looked up at her face. “Lena, if it turns you on I’m game. I’m dying to touch you, taste you, but if you want me to watch, I will.”
She moved to the edge of the bed and sat. Leaning back, she spread her thighs wide, running one hand over the places he’d explored with the vibrator.
“Come closer,” she said, the words more command than invitation.
His fingers ached to touch her, but he couldn’t. With his hands still bound behind his head, Chad fell to his knees at her feet. If he leaned forward, he could replace her fingers with his tongue. But he didn’t want to stop there. He wanted to kiss his way up her body to her lips before making his way back down.
“Lena,” he murmured.
She lifted her hips up to meet his lips. “Make me scream, Chad. I want to say your name as I come.”
SHE WATCHED, UNABLE to look away as his lips touched her. His tongue brushed back and forth over her, teasing her clit. Slipping lower, he drew circles around her entrance, taunting her, before moving up, varying the pressure and rhythm in a wicked dance designed to drive her wild.
Then he stopped, damn him. And she whimpered, a foreign sound on the edge of begging.
“Say my name, Lena,” he growled. “Now.”
“I’m not ready to scream yet.” She stared down at the man who knelt by her bed, his arms bound behind his head. “You’re not exactly in a position to challenge me.”
His blew a slow, steady stream of air against the place that craved his mouth, and she moaned.
“I can keep going,” he said. “Teasing you, pushing you to the edge and then pulling back, or you can say my name as you come hard and fast. I can take you there, Lena.”
“Cocky,” she murmured.
“That’s a lesson for another day.” He smiled up at her, the position she’d chosen highlighting his biceps. Goodness, those biceps. She drew her lower lip into her mouth, wondering how they’d feel.
“What do you say, Lena? You want more?”
“Yes,” she said. “Please, Chad. Please.”
He lowered his head and started stroking her clit in earnest. As if he was using her needy, pleading sounds as a road map, he learned what she liked, how to vary the pressure to drive her out of her mind. Her hips rocked against his mouth, his tongue, silently begging for more. And he delivered, taking her to a place that felt free from everything but the pleas and the sound of his name.
Chapter 12
CHAD WALKED AROUND the helicopter. At one time, this tandem rotor, heavy-lift Chinook had ferried soldiers and supplies in a war zone. But it had spent the past few years hauling limber. And the California logging company that had gone belly-up thanks to the sluggish economy had stripped the bird down to the metal frame.
He ran his hand over the exterior. “Perfect.”
“Glad you approve.” Eric stood a few feet away, arms folded across his chest. “I sent the final payment yesterday. Moore Timber now owns two working helicopters, plus that heap of junk you insisted on buying for parts, and we still have only one pilot on staff.”
“I ran into Luke Murphy at the gas station this morning. He’s interested in picking up some shifts,” Chad said, struggling to keep his voice serious. After talking to Luke in the checkout line, he’d damn near skipped back to his pickup.
Not that Luke deserved all the credit. The memory of the beautiful woman on her knees with her lips around his cock played a large part in his good spirits this morning. And the way, Lena had screamed his name while he’d rocked her world; yeah that was icing on the cake that left him skipping like a giddy schoolgirl.
“Is he qualified?” Eric asked, drawing Chad’s wayward mind away from Lena’s orgasms.
“Luke flew in the air force, so I’m confident in his skills, and he grew up around here, so he knows the business.”
“Does he have a sister?”
“It shouldn’t matter now,” Chad said. “I took myself off the market like you suggested. I’m seeing someone.”