Cruel Fortune (Cruel 2)

I tilted my head. “Why wouldn’t I have?”

He arched one eyebrow. His other hand slipping to my bare thigh. Teasing the flesh on the inside of my knee. “I know what Penn meant to you. I wasn’t looking forward to that first interaction between you two. He’s a smooth bastard.”

“You thought I’d fall all over myself for him?” I asked in disbelief.

“You wouldn’t be the first.”

“I’m not a simpering idiot.” I pulled back, offended that he’d thought I’d be so thoughtless. “I haven’t forgotten what he did to me.”

“I don’t think you’re a simpering idiot. But I know Penn, and I know how women react to him. That the first time you saw him would be difficult. But see, you’re still here with me.” He released our joined hands and tipped my chin to look into his eyes. “After all that.”

Seeing it from that point of view, I understood why he was happy. Some part of him must have been preparing himself to lose me. Yes, I was attracted to Penn, and we had history. But I hadn’t fallen for his words. And the look Lewis was giving me then said everything else. I’d passed some sort of test. And now, he wanted more. He wanted me. Just me. All of me.

He tugged my leg over his own, sliding us closer and closer together. His hand fell into my silver locks, and then his lips were on mine. Tasting, testing, caressing. He was delving into me, taking all I would give him. And it was easy to give in. To let tonight slip away and be in the moment with this sexy man.

“Natalie,” he groaned against my lips. His hand ran from my knee up my leg, sliding under the material of my black dress and caressing my inner thigh. Up, up, up.

“Yes,” I breathed.

I trembled at the lightest brush of his knuckle against the thin material of my thong. The feel of a finger running along the outline where my skin met the underwear. He skipped over my hot core to trace the other side. I bucked against him, kissing him that much harder, deeper, needier as my body thrummed to life.

When I thought I would combust from anticipation, he hooked his finger under the material and tugged my panties over my hips before tossing them to the ground.

“Oh god,” I moaned at the first touch of his finger against my clit.

Desire flared through me, molten hot and unyielding. I released his lips and tipped my head back. My eyes closed in surrender as he slicked a finger through my already-wet center and then caressed me in slow, agonizing circles.

He slipped me down, so I was lying flat on the sofa, spreading me wide for better access. All conscious thought fled the second he inserted a finger into me. And then another. He stroked me from the inside, warming up my primed body. Then, he curled his long fingers into me, reaching depths that made me shake. It had been a long time since I felt anything besides the feel of my own fingers. And, oh dear god, this was infinitely better.

“Fuck,” I breathed desperately.

I was seeing stars when I felt the first kiss on the inside of my knee. My eyes flew open. He was just grinning at me as he placed a second kiss higher on my leg and higher. My pulse quickened. Thumped loudly in my ears as I watched his ascent.

Then those tempting lips were on my core. Kissing my most sensitive area. Licking the bud of my sex until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, and I lost all thought to anything but exactly where his lips were placed. The way he teased me with fingers and lips and tongue, drawing out my climax.

“Lewis,” I groaned.

I was so close. I was seeing stars. Stroking, moving, taking, needing, aching. I was on fire.

Lewis knew exactly what he was doing. It didn’t come as a surprise, but damn, he could work my body to a fever.

“Come for me, gorgeous,” he breathed. “I want you to take all of this pleasure. I want to see you come undone. To feel like you’ve never felt before.”

And, at his last word, my body hit the apex. I gasped as energy cascaded through my body. It radiated from my core all the way through my legs and down to my toes. My back arched off the sofa as I came apart at the seams. Then I collapsed backward, breathing heavily.

“God, you are so beautiful,” he whispered. He straightened my skirt and lifted his head to see the aftereffects of my dizzying climax.

I laughed as I came back from outer space. “That was…”

“Amazing?”

I smiled lazily up into his beautiful face. “Yes.”

“I could watch you come over and over and over again.” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I will tonight if you let me.”