“Bringing you to climax.”
“Ah, well then it won’t be a problem. Believe me, it’s gonna be over in two ticks.”
He laughed. She stared, stumped at how young and carefree he appeared. It filled her with wonder how at ease they were with each other, especially since for months, they’d been fighting and hissing at each other like feral cats. She now knew it had all been a game of brinkmanship to hide their mutual attraction for each other.
“That remains to be seen.” He fisted a hand around the triangle of lace. “But first, let’s get rid of this delicate piece of lace, shall we?”
“NO!” she cried, only to stare at the torn remains discarded so unceremoniously on the floor. “Those were my favorite panties!”
“I’ll buy you another pair.”
“That’s not the—”
“Silence. We begin. Now.”
Jordan’s skin suddenly felt too small for her body, her muscles reacting to every subsequent touch of his large hand over her thighs and hips. He brushed his fingers over her mound and toggled her clit until it throbbed with need.
Her hips canted towards his hand, desperate for a more intimate touch.
“I told you not to move,” he growled as he bit into the base of her neck. A hoarse gasp floated through the air as she jerked wildly. “And no sound, my pet.” It took a mammoth effort to bite back the protesting whimper as his hand drifted away. “That’s better,” he praised, relenting to stroke teasingly around the swollen nub, never touching, as he drew a figure eight around it until she broke and the word, ‘please’ fell from her lips.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
“I warned you not to talk,” he said as the sound of the stinging slaps against the swollen nub echoed in her ears. They scorched her skin painfully but all it managed to achieve was to spark the lust already swirling through her to the point of combustion.
“I don’t believe it’s necessary to say this, kitten, but you don’t get to come until I tell you to.”
His gruff voice washed over her and soothed the submissive desperate to give in to his demand, to lean into his touch, to accept his domination and give him what he was after— her full subjugation. She blinked as she looked at him. His gaze was glued on his fingers tapping and teasing her clit. The tenseness of his jaw was a clear indication of the riot beginning in his own loins.
Brock was dazed by her spicy scent spiking his lust, swelling his thickening length taut as the hot flush of arousal radiated through his loins.
His feathery touch across the tip of her clitoris was so precise as to wind tighter the hot strands of lust around her core. He knew it took a valiant effort from her to heed his warning not to move. The way her thighs trembled and twitched under his touch was proof of the effect he had on her. It pleased him— immensely.
“You please me, little one and I’m proud of how you manage to control your needs.”
Jordan shuddered and sagged against his body, oblivious to their surroundings as she became submerged in the sway of the erotic dance that wrapped them in its embrace.
“Your passion makes you glow. It’s breathtaking to watch,” he murmured as he flicked open the buttons of her blouse and pulled the bra down to bare her breasts. He rubbed a nipple and then pinched the hardened peak, sending a shard of heat to prick her over-stimulated clit.
“Let me see if you’re as hot as I’ve imagined you to be, my pet.” His deep voice washed over her as he pushed knuckle-deep, a finger inside her hot pussy. Her cry coalesced with his growl as heat engulfed and coated his finger with her essence.
“Now, this is what I wanted to feel. Just this.” His eyes glowed as he stared at her. “I’ll even forgive you for that impulsive cry.”
Brock smoothed the warm, wet juices all over her throbbing clit, caressing the nub with long strokes. He tugged at a nipple, pulling, and then pinched it hard as he pushed his face into hers, watching her eyes while vibrating her clit with short rapid bursts.
“Ready, kitten?”
He pressed down on the fleshy nub, and caressed it with slow, smooth strokes, summoning all her hunger into one spot where he could pull the trigger and send her over the edge.
Unable to utter a coherent word, her only response was a soft moan as all her energy suddenly flowed between her legs. Hot blood surged through her veins setting her on fire.
Jordan’s orderly, disciplined world tilted— then shattered.
The nub swelled under his touch as he continued to draw sensual patterns over it, thrilled by how her body twitched and jagged as he kept fueling her climax.
“Beautiful, kitten. Abso-fucking-lutely beautiful.”
Jordan slumped against him, desperately drawing oxygen into her lungs as he brushed his fingertips in a gentle caress over her glowing skin.