Brushing her lips over his nipple to even the score, Maria marveled at how it peaked under her teeth. Who knew a man reacted the same way a woman did?
Having every intention of finding other similarities, she kneaded the flesh in her grasp. The soft skin of his buttocks contradicted the hard muscles underneath that tightened, as if Kayne was deciding whether or not to pull away.
When his hips were planted more solidly against her, she knew any indecision had fled.
Her tingling nipples were tight, and her clit was swollen in need with Kayne’s unforgiving torment.
Could a woman orgasm with having her breasts played with? Maria had no idea. But, unless Kayne stopped, she was going to find out.
Jerking one hand out of his pants, she placed her palm firmly on his chest. “Stop.” Panting, she tried to get herself under control.
Lifting his head, his golden eyes bore down into hers. “Why?”
“You know why ….”
Kayne’s eyes glowed like he knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from her lips.
“Tell me.”
Damn. Maria bet he had the best-behaved classroom in the school if he used that tone of voice with his students.
Holding herself together and threatening herself not to come became more futile by the second, he ignored the hand on his chest and began sliding his mouth downward toward her flat stomach, passing her diamond belly ring before going even farther to find the waxed and smooth area that she’d had no idea he would discover.
Her hips unconsciously thrust upward as he built her desire to a breaking point without giving her anything to make her tumble off the precipice he was leading her toward. She wanted him to throw her off and follow her down into a well of desire that neither of them would survive without losing their minds.
Unable to bear the anticipation, she rose to sink her teeth into his shoulder, not caring if she left a mark. Maria wanted him to hurt as badly as she was, if not more. Why should he get off scot-free just because he was the one with the most experience?
Kayne’s chest heaved as he reacted to the bite by raising golden eyes filled with wicked determination.
She trembled at the mock retribution she could see glinting in his eyes as he sucked a piece of lip guarding her center, tantalizing her with a small nip that gave a hint of pain as payback for the bite she placed on his shoulder.
Arousal had her wanting to buck against him to move his mouth where it would do the most good, but she was too afraid to move. She wasn’t a girl into pain, unless she was the one inflicting it on someone who she deemed worthy of her fury.
Her patience almost gone, she snaked her hands out to unbuckled Kayne’s pants, determined to show him that he wasn’t the only one who could drive someone insane.
His sexy body had her feeling her heartbeat in the lower regions of her body. Once she managed to get him nude, she wanted to return the favor … if she could ever get the fucking belt to cooperate! It seemed that, just as she was about to succeed and pull the leather strap out of the metal buckle, it refused to cooperate.
“Need some help?”
Maria hated to admit failure for anything she attempted but, on the bright side, if Kayne helped, he would be naked that much faster.
“Yes.”
At her soft admission, Kayne levered himself upward until he was standing at the front of the bed.
Sitting up, Maria watched as Kayne slowly unbuckled the stubborn belt and, with a flick of his wrist, easily sent it sliding free from the trousers.
“Fuck me,” Maria muttered at the splendor at seeing his nude body. It was more of an unconscious response than a demand. Fortunately, Kayne misunderstood.
“Are you sure?”
She swiped her tongue along her bottom lip as she nodded. The hot teacher was about to get his socks blown off … if he had been wearing them.
The incredible body that Kayne hid under his lame-ass clothes hadn’t done him any favors. To be honest, a five-thousand-dollar suit wouldn’t have, either. Some things were too beautiful to be covered, and Kayne’s physique was one of them. Damn, he was more than hot … he was … fucking fire.
Trying not to ogle him as he climbed back onto the bed, Maria turned to her side to make room for him, patting the spot next to her, showing him without words that she was more than sure … She was ready.
Impatiently waiting, it seemed like several agonizing moments. And right when she was about to drag him down to the spot she desired, the worst fucking thing imaginable happened …
She woke up.
Waking up sexually frustrated for the first time in her life, she screamed into the pillow, cursing the sandman for waking her up right before greatness.