Deadly Attraction

He didn’t want to think of that at the moment. Instead, he swept her hair from her face and watched her tongue trail from base to tip, then swirl around the head, tasting him. His cock throbbed at her erotic touch and her natural instinct. She drew him into her mouth again, taking him deeper this time. His entire body ached for her.

Holding her hair back with one hand, he used the other to guide her palm to his balls. She gently cupped them, pushing him even further into risky territory. He tensed at the intimate gesture as excitement shot through him.

Jade had him worked up in a heartbeat and kept him in a frenzied state. She sucked him hard and a tremor ran through his legs.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Just like that.”

She continued with the thrilling pace and the massaging of his sac, pushing him to the edge. His hips moved with her rhythm and adrenaline coursed through his veins. She pulled him into her wet depths as far as she could, eliciting a sharp grunt from him.

“Jade.” He felt it only fair to warn her how close he was to exploding in her mouth.

Her ministrations continued, making him a little lightheaded and a lot turned-on. She worked him a few minutes more and then the tremors in his legs crept up his body. His cock pulsed with a wicked beat and then surged as he came, calling out her name.

She didn’t shift away. He rode out the orgasm while still in her mouth. His heavy breaths were the only sound in the room, save for the snapping of the blazing fire. The heat it provided, in addition to the inferno she easily created within him, had beads of perspiration popping up along his hairline.

When she finally released him, he chuckled, although it was a rough sound because he still hadn’t gotten his breath back. “You’re entitled to the Cheshire Cat grin.”

Her brows dipped.

“Not familiar with Alice in Wonderland?”

“No.”

“It’s a fairy tale,” he told her. “You should probably read it. You might identify with Alice.”

“My life is hardly a fairy tale.”

“It’s not that kind of fairy tale.”

“Oh. I’ll ask Lisette about it.”

His fingers brushed her temple. “Still counting the beads she gave you?”

She smiled. “We’re good.”

Darien instantly had her out of her clothes. Then he stretched out on her bed, not quite fitting, as he’d suspected. He pulled her down on top of him, then grabbed a fistful of blanket and sheet and tugged, dragging the linen from the other side of the bed to them, so it covered her.

He kissed her as his hands roamed her body. Her skin against his felt incredible and he knew he’d be hard for her within seconds, demon recovery time being what it was, and also the fact she so easily excited him.

Breaking their kiss, she straddled his hips and sat up. His hands moved to her breasts, palming them as he caressed the mounds, then teased the already puckered nipples.

He groaned. “You in the firelight… You’re so much more gorgeous and sensuous in person than I can conjure in my mind.”

She stared down at him. “You fantasize about me?”

“All the time.” Not an admission that helped their plight, he realized. But an honest one.

“I try not to,” she said in an honest voice. “I keep telling myself there’s no point to it. But then you magically appear in my mind, despite my best efforts. Unfortunately, it’s never the same as that first time—since you’re not wittingly participating. It’s just me…”

He guided her forward, until her forearms rested on his wide chest. His hands slid down her back. “I have to stay out of your head, we both know that. That doesn’t stop me from thinking about making love to you. Sometimes it seems so real. As though I can almost hear your moans and feel your body against mine.”

She gnawed her lip. “We’ve really dug a hole for ourselves.”

“Yes. But I wouldn’t change anything—pass up the time we’ve had together.”

“Neither would I.”

Jade stared into his eyes, her blue gaze glowing in the flickering light.