A Deal with Demakis

A lick of fire burst into life in his eyes and a curse fell from his mouth. The sound of it cocooned them in the room.

He dipped his head again. His hair tickled her jaw, his fingers tugging the silky lace down. Rough fingers traced circles around her nipple, again and again, sending shivers of pleasure through her. Finally, he flicked the taut, aching buds, pinched them between his fingers. And the throaty sound of her moan filled her ears.

He took her mouth in a stinging kiss. “Next?”

“Suck...” She was wet just thinking it. If his plan was to drive her crazy with lust, he was succeeding.

He smiled against her mouth, before tugging her lower lip between his teeth. She clutched her legs tight together, a pulse of need vibrating at her sex. “Yes?”

She closed her eyes and shamelessly pushed herself into his touch. “Please, Nikos.”

“What. Do. You. Want, Lexi?”

“Suck my nipples into your mouth.”

In response, he tugged her up until she was straddling his knee. His hard arousal rubbed exactly where she needed it. She moaned and moved. And then his mouth closed over her nipple.

His tongue laved it and then he sucked it into his mouth. A white-hot shaft of pure sensation arched between her legs. She moved, needing more. He straightened his leg, and she would have crumpled to the floor if he hadn’t been holding her up. She whimpered aloud, just short of begging.

“What next?”

She opened her eyes and looked at him. Twin streaks of color highlighted his sharp cheekbones, and his features were stark, his gaze ablaze with lust. He was just as far gone as she was. If she could reduce this powerful man to this, there was nothing she couldn’t do. She felt absolutely, powerfully feminine in that moment. She widened her legs just a little and pulled her skirt up. “Touch me between my legs, Nikos,” she said, owning the words, owning the desire she felt.

His nostrils flared, his eyes were the deepest brown she had ever seen. “No please?”

She shook her head, her pulse vibrating in her entire body. “No please anymore. You want to do it just as much as I want it.”

The most gorgeously sinful smile curved his mouth, digging deep grooves in his cheeks. “Take off your panties.”

She reached under her skirt and tugged her panties down.

He took them from her shaking fingers and threw them behind him, the sight of her white panties in his rough hands erotic.

She was not naked, but under his scrutiny, she felt hot and exposed and all kinds of sexy.

“Don’t look down.” Nikos whispered the words into the curve of her breast.

Every inch of her skin hyperaware, Lexi kept her eyes on him, the languid curve of his mouth, the tight cast of his features, the way his breath hissed in and out....

She could stand there and drink him in all night.

Slow, sinuous need tugged in her lower belly. The hot rasp of his roughened palm on her skin was a searing brand as his fingers crawled up her thighs, his mouth trailing wet heat between her breasts. Her nipples knotted with need.

His long fingers finally found the folds of her sex. He stroked and tugged, pulled with a relentless pressure that had her moaning his name, tension coiling in her lower belly.

She clutched his shoulders and he traced slick, maddening circles around her nipple. “Now what, yineka mou?”

His voice was gravelly, coarse and deep with hunger. She sank her hands into his hair and pushed the words out. “I want you to move your fingers, Nikos,” she whispered. Her wanton desire tightened her need.

His fingers pushed inside her and she threw her head back. It felt intrusive, erotic, nothing like she had ever experienced before.

It was unrelenting, intense. “What do you want now?” he whispered, his words abraded and slow.

“Faster, Nikos.”

He laughed and increased the pressure.

Nerve endings she didn’t know existed bloomed into life. He tugged and stroked her, whispered words in Greek that only added to the havoc he was wreaking on her.

He pinched the tight bundle of nerves at her sex, just as his mouth sucked at her nipple, and she came violently, the waves of her orgasm unending as he continued the combined assault of his mouth and fingers.

She shuddered against him, her breath hitching painfully in and out.

She opened her eyes and stared into eyes darkened to a molten black with desire. He licked one long finger and the sheer eroticism of the act sent another wave of jagged sensation to her sex.

She felt alien in her body, a fierce freedom running through her veins.

“What do you want, Nikos?” she said, more than a hint of brazen challenge in her tone.

He didn’t answer her. Fingers digging into her hips, he lifted her off the ground. Her thigh muscles still quivering from aftershocks, she wrapped her legs around his waist.