Substitute Seduction (Sweet Tea And Scandal 2)

Harrison frowned as he tried to make out the significance of her expression. If he’d believed he had London all figured out, he’d been wrong. This was a new side of her. The woman who took charge when it came to her work was obviously capable of stepping up in the bedroom, as well. He found himself impatient to see what came next.

She stalked toward him and grabbed a handful of his boxers, tugging the cotton material over his jutting erection and down his thighs. He hissed as the cool air caressed his heated flesh, but the chill was short-lived as her fingers closed around him. The tight grip and firm stroke that followed felt out-of-this-world fantastic.

“On the bed, so I can get these the rest of the way off you.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

He did as she asked, admiring the way her breasts swayed as she stripped him bare. Like some sort of wild thing, she peered at him from between the glossy strands of hair that hung across her face as she tossed his briefs aside. Straightening, she put her hands on her hips, surveying him with a wicked half smile.

“Ready?” she asked, not waiting for his nod before bending over the bed.

“Drive me crazy with your delightful tongue,” he growled, his voice a guttural rasp.

One corner of her lips kicked up in a smirk. She scraped her fingernails up his thighs and his mouth went dry. She obviously wanted to steer the ship and he was dying to see what happened next. Fortunately, he didn’t have long to wait.

Lust blasted through him as her lips dropped toward the head of his erection, but instead of taking him into her mouth, she hovered millimeters above. The anticipation was almost too painful and it struck home that she intended to take her time with him.

A low curse passed his lips as she flicked her tongue out and swirled it over him. Harrison’s hips came off the mattress as she followed that with a long stroke down his shaft and then back up. Placing her hands on his knees, she pushed them wider before crawling forward to set up between his thighs.

For a second his breath lodged in his throat as she gently cupped his balls and then her mouth swooped down again, sucking him into a hot, wet tunnel that made him groan and shudder. She swirled her tongue around his erection and pleasure detonated through him.

Speaking...was impossible.

Thinking... Incoherent chants filled his mind.

He was tumbling, falling into an upside-down world where his desire and pleasure were less important than the sheer bliss of catching her gaze and realizing she was enjoying watching his reaction.

Although he longed to close his eyes so he could better focus on the sensations pounding through him, the picture of her hair splayed over his stomach and thighs, her lips locked around him, was a sight to behold.

Her blue eyes sparkled as she glanced up at him. She was filled with naughty surprises. Tremors rolled through his body as he realized she was enjoying this as much as he was. He curved his fingers around her head as his stomach muscles tightened. Skin on fire, he fought to hold on, to make the moment last. But the flames licked him, spreading through his veins, consuming him. Her tongue swirled around his erection and the first shock wave washed over him. Then another. Her mouth felt so damned good.

“Coming.” A curse ripped through his mind. “Coming hard.”

And then a climax barreled through his body, crashing wildly into bone and muscle and nerves. The unleashed power of it obliterated words and stopped his heart. For several seconds he rocketed through supercharged joy while aftershocks jolted him.

He wasn’t even aware that she’d released him until her lips trailed over his chest and slid into the hollow of his throat where his pulse slammed against his skin.

“Amazing.” His voice cracked on the one word.

Enough strength had returned to his muscles to allow him to gather her naked body against his. He drifted kisses along her hairline as he slowly recovered.

“Damn, woman,” he murmured, cupping her cheek in his palm and bringing their lips together. He kept the kiss light and romantic, showing his appreciation. “You’re good as your word. I think I blacked out for a second.”

“You’re easy,” she told him. “You seem to enjoy everything.”

He lifted his head off the pillow and regarded her in bemusement. “If by ‘everything’ you mean your gorgeous mouth on me, then you have that right. You make me come like I never have before,” he told her, echoing her earlier promise. “It’s different with you.”

She looked shell-shocked, and even as he watched, she began withdrawing behind her emotional walls. “You don’t need to say that...”

“Do I strike you as someone who says things he doesn’t mean?”

“No.”

“Then believe me when I tell you I’m in over my head here. I don’t know what you do to me, but I like it.”

“You do things to me, too,” she replied, her long lashes concealing her eyes. “And I like it.”

As she spoke, she stretched her lean body, making him keenly aware of her silky skin, renewing his desire. Harrison rolled her beneath him and tangled their legs, his lips finding that spot on her neck that made her shiver.