Wild Nights (Vegas Nights 3)

He went to her, his hands going to her knees, fingers curling around the panties so he could pull them the rest of the way down. Her nervous laughter died, her lips parting on a sigh as he ran his fingers along the back of her calves before yanking the thong over her feet and tossing it over his shoulder. He raced his hands back up her calves, over her knees, up her thighs, slowly parting them so he could see her. Pink and glistening. He could scent her, feel the warmth coming from between her legs, and he wanted to put his mouth on her. Lick and tongue fuck her into oblivion.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she asked nervously when he dropped a kiss on the inside of her thigh.

Noah positioned himself so he was lying between her legs, propped on his elbows. “Looking at you.”

She closed her eyes and draped an arm over them, like some sort of barrier from his intense stare. “Haven’t you looked enough?”

How could he admit he was thinking he could never tire of looking at her? That was way too damn serious. “I’m going to look all night, sweetheart. There’s so much pretty to see.”

She laughed, then whimpered when he started kissing her thigh once more. He wanted to taste her. Was dying to taste her. Would she let him?

Only one way to find

out.

Chapter Seven

Oh my God, Noah Wilde had his big, muscular body wedged between her legs and she swore he was going to…no way would he…yep, his mouth was coming closer and closer to that still-throbbing spot. She’d had an orgasm only a few minutes ago, yet she already felt on edge. Like she could break apart at any second.

“Don’t be nervous,” Noah said in that sexy-as-sin voice of his. She swore she could feel his warm breath brush across her skin, and she shivered. “I just want to make you feel good.”

I just want to make you feel good. Those words were magic to her ears. He was already doing that, to the point that she felt almost too good. His mouth moved along the tops of her thighs, shifting upward to drop a kiss to one hipbone, then the other. He kissed across her stomach, soft, barely there touches that were warm and damp, sending shivers cascading throughout her body. She moved restlessly beneath him, wanting something else, something more, but unable to put it into words.

“Shh.” He rested his hand on her stomach, his fingers sprawled wide, almost covering her abdomen entirely. “Relax, sweetheart.”

And then he put his mouth right on her sex, kissing her there, his hands pushing her thighs open wider as he slid his tongue down the length of her aching center. She dropped her arm away from her face and arched into his mouth, a soft cry escaping from her when he swirled his tongue around her clit.

Oh God, that felt so amazingly, unbelievably good. His tongue streaked across her sensitive skin with precise skill, searching her folds, toying with her clit, driving her mad. She clutched at the comforter beneath her, fisting the fabric between her fingers as he continued his gentle assault on her with his mouth. And when he slipped a long finger deep inside her entrance and started to thrust, shallowly at first, eventually picking up the pace, everything within her went molten hot.

“Just like that,” she gasped. “Oh God. Please. Don’t stop.”

She felt him smile against her as his fingers continued to move within her body, his other hand slipping beneath her butt and lifting her lower body, bringing her even closer to his mouth. She arched against him, closing her eyes, straining toward that magical moment where everything would come apart and she’d feel like she was flying.

Orgasms weren’t an easy achievement and she’d already had one. Was on the verge of having another in mere minutes. She didn’t understand what sort of power Noah held over her body, but he did. He so did. He knew exactly how to touch her, how to lick her, the right words to say to make her completely lose her mind. She’d been so uptight she figured she had a complex. She’d truly believed the problem was all her.

But maybe it wasn’t. Just maybe she’d been with the wrong guy.

Well, she’d had sex with only one guy, but she’d let a few slip their hands down her pants, to no avail. She even had one accuse her of being frigid.

The last thing she was feeling at this particular moment was frigid.

Noah added another finger inside her and she blindly reached for him, sinking her fingers into his hair, holding his mouth close to her sex. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, acting like this, but he made these encouraging growling sounds that vibrated against her flesh and made her shiver. His fingers pushed in and out of her body, his tongue wrapped around her clit, sucking it deep into his mouth, and that was all it took.

She came with a keening cry, her entire body shuddering almost violently. He continued to lick and suck her clit, his fingers stilling inside her body as the orgasm raged on, this one even more intense than the first. She chanted his name again and again, her muscles weak, her legs like jelly as they fell against the mattress. Her heart raced so fast she swore it would fly right out of her chest, and she could hardly catch her breath.

“Did you like that?” he asked, sounding smug as he withdrew his fingers from her body and dropped a kiss on the very inside of her thigh. She didn’t need to answer. He knew she liked it.

“It was—” Natalie panted, barely able to speak. “—all right.”

He laughed, the sound rich and sexy. “Just all right? Want me to do it again? Make it even better?”

“No!” she said quickly, sounding way too sharp. She cleared her throat, ignoring his continued laughter, and said, “I’m, um, way too sensitive at the moment.”

“Well, I’m hard as a fucking rock for you, sweetheart,” he murmured, grabbing hold of her hands and pulling her into a sitting position. She met his gaze, her entire body growing even weaker at all the intensity she saw blazing out at her. “And I can’t wait to be inside you.”

He yanked her into his lap, where she could feel his insistent erection beneath his jeans. She wrapped her legs around his hips and he slipped his arms around her, his hands gripping her butt and pulling her in even closer. He felt huge underneath the denim. Enormous. She couldn’t imagine him trying to push inside her, and she literally shuddered at the thought.

“Hey.” Noah slipped his fingers beneath her chin and lifted her face up so their gazes met. His lips were swollen, his skin flushed and his hair wild from her fingers. She’d never seen him look better. “Don’t be getting shy on me again. Did you forget I just made you scream my name while you came so hard you nearly passed out?”