Stealing His Heart (Shillings Agency 2)

“Don’t you dare move,” he commanded.

She stopped herself in the knick of time, biting down on her lip.

He nodded. “Now. Where do you want me? Say it.”

“In between my legs. Please.”

Tilting his head, he smiled at her obedience. He crawled between her open legs, nibbling a path as he moved higher. First, her ankle. Then the soft spot behind her knee. By the time he nipped her inner thigh, she whimpered and squirmed. And he was no less affected.

Gripping her ass, he lowered his head and inhaled deeply. “Fuck, you smell good.” He flicked his tongue over her clit. “Bet you’ll taste better.”

She moaned. “God. Do it. Now.” She paused. “Please.”

He trailed his pointer finger over her hip bones, moving up her body again. Away from the place she’d so kindly asked him to kiss. “Hmm. Not yet.”

She squirmed. “You said—”

He slapped the side of her ass gently, and she broke off with a soft cry. “Last time I checked, you were the one handcuffed to my bed. You submitted to me. Promised to obey me. You agreed. Right?”

Her nipples tightened. “Yes, sir.”

She tilted her face to his, and he kissed her. Her teeth dug into his bottom lip as she strained to get nearer, but he pressed closer. Harder. More. So much more. While pinching her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, he delved into her mouth with his tongue.

Ah, yes. That was more fucking like it. He rolled his tongue over hers, deepening the kiss as he toyed with her. She whimpered and arched into his hands. The sound of cuffs rattling the headboard filled the room, mingling with her quick breathing.

When he positioned himself inside the juncture of her thighs, rubbing the head of his cock against her warmth, the sheer need that hit him was almost enough to make him forget all about tasting her. Forget all about having her come as he licked each drop of her juices fro

m her sweet pussy. But he didn’t.

Because he couldn’t afford to forget his rules.

They were all he had left.

When he pulled back, ending the kiss, he nipped her lip. She moaned and closed her legs around his hips. “Fuck me now. Please.”

“Not yet. But thank you for asking so politely.” He disentangled himself from her legs and covered her body with his own, reveling in the sensation of her soft skin gliding against his. A guy could get used to this. Way too fucking used to it. “First, I’m finally going to taste you. Everywhere, like you asked.”

He sucked her nipple deep into his mouth, not bothering to start out gentle or slow. Now wasn’t the time for that. He took her in deep, scraping his teeth against the hard bud. Crying out, she arched her back. His cock begged to be inside her.

Begged for release.

He released her nipple and went after the other one, his fingers dipping between her legs as he did so. She was so fucking wet and ready for him. As he worked her breast, he rubbed two fingers against her clit in a wide, sweeping circle. A wave of possessiveness came over him when she cried out and moved against him, trying so hard to come.

Trying to find the pleasure he’d promised her.

As he shoved her panties aside and ran a finger down her slit, he released her nipple and watched her squirm. Her cheeks were pink and rosy. Arching her back wordlessly, she let out a tortured sound. He teased her with his finger, applying enough pressure to get her closer to the edge.

A strand of hair covered her eyes. He brushed it away tenderly. “What do you need, sweetheart?”

“I’m…” She drew in a shaky breath and pressed her heels down into the mattress. “I need you now.”

A brow inched higher, and he flicked his tongue over her sensitive flesh. “Please.”

“Please,” she begged.

He closed his mouth around her clit, digging his fingers into her soft ass cheeks. She cried out and moved against him restlessly, his name breaking out of her lips. “Jake.”

Fuck, he liked the sound of his name on her lips—all breathy, needy, and soft.