Tell Me You Want Me (Search and Seduce 2)

At least for tonight, she’d take all she could get and revel in the feeling.

“You’re smiling again,” Dex said against her mouth.

“You inspire tantalizing thoughts.”

“That right?” he asked. He rolled her over enough so that she was on her other side, back against his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I want to hear these thoughts you’re having.”

She swallowed hard. Could she really tell him what was on her mind? Granted, at the moment it was him. His body. His taste. How he made her feel a little naughty.

“I’m waiting, princess,” he said, his deep voice rumbling against her neck.

“I was thinking of you,” she started honestly.

His hand that was resting on her hip started to move over her stomach while the other hand barely skimmed up her shirt. The smallest touch of his fingertips against her belly button made shivers break out over her skin. She was surrounded by him. Wrapped up in his strength. And his hands were coming at her from both directions. Question was, where would they land?

She was dying to find out.

“I was thinking about how strong you are,” she continued a little shyly. It was enough of an admission to get those hands of his on the move. One skimmed up her shirt, tickling her skin as he reached the lacy cup of her bra. The other moved back and forth, back and forth, along the band of her jeans.

She wiggled, silently trying to get those fingers to dip into her pants. He held firm, but when she wiggled again, her bottom pressed even harder into his erection, and he groaned.

She realized that she could use more of her surroundings to her advantage. Because for whatever reason, he was going slow, and she was already on the brink of internal eruption.

Time to be bold.

Use my surroundings to make my situation better.

“You feel so big,” she whispered, arching her back, causing her ass to really press against the steel r

od currently prodding her. “I mean, look at you…” She gripped his forearms and ground against him harder. “Tall, muscular…”

“Big?” he said, repeating her word, and this time, he ground against her as that teasing hand finally popped open her jeans and dipped inside.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“I don’t know if that’s a good thing, princess,” he said. His fingers slowly ran between her folds. He gently brushed over her sensitive bundle of nerves, and she jerked in his arms. When he dipped his fingertip inside, she moaned. Instant heat engulfed her from the inside out. “You feel small,” he said, playing her game of innuendo.

“I’m not,” she assured. “I can handle whatever you’ve got.”

She felt his laugh against her neck. While one hand slowly moved up and down along her sex, gathering moisture and rubbing from her clit to her opening, his other hand snaked under her bra and cupped her breast.

“I don’t know about that. You’re a delicate thing. Soft. Timid…”

“Boring?” she finished.

“There’s not a boring thing about you from where I’m lying.”

“Then tell me more,” she said, arching into his touch, trying so hard to get him to go deeper. But he kept his touches light. Teasing slowly and driving her nuts. “You wanted to know what I was thinking. I told you. Tell me what you thought when you kissed me.”

He slowly rubbed her clit, her pleasure coating his fingers more and more with every sweep of his skilled hand.

She moved her hips, creating more friction with her ass against his jeans-clad cock. Judging by the groan he let out, he wasn’t complaining.

“I was thinking how ripe you are,” he said, and there was a predatory air in his voice. “Licking and biting your mouth, I could taste your sweet, raw need. Like pure fucking honey, all the richer because it’s wild and untapped.” His hand moved faster. Rubbed harder while he massaged her breast in the other. “I was thinking that I was drinking down vanilla while you were biting at my lips looking for the flavor.” He pinched her nipple, and she gasped. “I was thinking that you wanted to get your hands dirty, have a rough and fun tumble. And I was thinking I could more than give that to you.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“I see we understand each other then,” he growled. With that, he bit down on her neck while flicking her clit so fast and hard, she came.