Maverick (Elite Ops 2)

“I’m yours,” she whispered, feeling his hands cover hers, his fingers working hers against the sensitive flesh of her breasts.

“All mine,” he agreed, rising, sitting up, his lips moving between her breasts. “Come to me; be mine, Risa. For this night, all mine.”

Forever.

Her head tipped back as he pulled her hand from a breast. His lips covered the tight peak, sucking her inside with a hungry groan as she tightened in his arms and cried out his name.

She could feel that caress over her entire body. Her hand moved to the back of his head. Her other hand caressed her own flesh, following the direction of his fingers as he taught her how to pinch her nipples, how to make the pleasure hotter, wilder.

Sensation twisted over her, around her. Risa lost all sense of fear as the arousal became a conflagration of flames that left room for nothing but his touch.

“My turn,” he growled.

His hands gripped her hips, lifted her, then lowered her until her back touched the bed.

Risa shuddered as he spread her thighs wide and moved between them. His head lowered, there was no hesitancy in his actions, no caution. His sexuality, his command, blazed around her until she was arching, lifting her hips to his devouring tongue and begging for more.

“Play with your nipples.” His voice was rough black velvet stroking over her senses. “Let me see you pleasure yourself, Risa. Take your pleasure, sweet. All of it.”

All of

it. She wanted all of the pleasure. She wanted to explode in his arms again and again. Feel him thrusting inside her, coming inside her.

“Micah!” she screamed out his name as his tongue plunged inside the silky wet confines of her pussy.

He had never done that before, not with his tongue. The licking strokes were destructive to her senses. He lifted one leg, holding it high as he fucked her hard with the wet velvet of his tongue, rasped against sensitive nerve endings, and sent her senses spinning.

She writhed beneath him. She felt the edging darkness approaching and she welcomed it. There was ecstasy in the darkness, not fear. In the loss of control there was a rapture she could never have imagined.

“More,” she cried out, desperate to feel him inside her. “Please, Micah. I need more. More.”

She needed to feel him stretching her, burning her with the heavy width and length of his cock surging inside her. She wanted it now. She didn’t want to wait.

He groaned as he pushed his tongue inside her again, lapping at the juices that ran from her as though the taste of her aroused him as much as the taste of him had aroused her.

“Micah. Please.” She lifted closer, her fingers pulling at her nipples now, imagining his lips there, his teeth tugging at them.

Her head thrashed on the bed and perspiration covered her flesh. The room was too hot. There was too much heat burning inside her and around her.

When his tongue moved from the clenching inner muscles to her straining clit, she swore she would lose her mind. When his mouth covered the tight little nub and sucked it into his mouth, she exploded.

The darkness crashed in on her. Light sparkled in the inky darkness, then radiated and exploded around her as she tried to scream his name.

Her hips bucked in his grip, and she couldn’t keep them still. Her nails dug into the back of his head, and she couldn’t force herself to release him. She was locked in a cataclysm that she couldn’t seem to escape.

She was twisting in the destruction of her senses, holding to him, keeping him to her, demanding, desperate for every ounce of pleasure she could experience, every touch, every cry, every spark of release that shuddered through her until she collapsed on the bed, panting and needing more.

“Now,” she moaned, staring up at him as he came to his knees between her thighs and leaned over her, reaching for the drawer in the nightstand.

Where he kept the condoms he had never used. But he was prepared.

“No.” She caught his hand, staring back at him as he watched her in surprise, his gaze narrowing on her. “I want to feel all of it, Micah,” she pleaded. “I’m protected; I swear it. Please, I want to feel it all.”

He froze, staring back at her for long, endless moments before easing back.

“You haven’t tested your protection, Risa,” he warned her.

“So test it,” she whispered raggedly. “Please, Micah. I want all of you.”