Wicked All the Way (Wicked Lovers 6. 5)

“These are beautiful, baby. I’m going to want my mouth on them a lot. You’ll see. ”

That sounded like heaven.

He repeated the process with her other nipple, suckling her so slowly, she wanted to throw her arms around him and scratch his back, force his head farther onto her breast—something. The cuffs assured she could do nothing but take the slow climb of arousal he dished out.

And Caleb dragged i

t out, forcing her to wait, to take the pleasure until she was restless and writhing under him. Then he stood and shucked his jeans and boxer-briefs, exposing the rest of his lean, sculpted body, along with that large, jutting masculine flesh she prayed would fill her soon. Dios, he was beautiful.

He wrapped his hand around his staff and caressed it slowly with a slight turn of his wrist as he neared the tip. As he threw back his head and hissed, Carlotta felt her mouth water and thought she might go insane if he didn’t do something soon.

“I need…” She panted, trying to catch her breath and keep her wits.

“Tell me, Lottie. ” He continued with that maddening stroke up and down his erection, teasing her, toying with her wishes until they became desperate.

“I need you inside me. I need to feel you deep. I need to feel like yours. ”

Caleb climbed back on the bed and settled himself between her legs as he spread them wide, his gaze roaming her well-loved nipples, her soft belly…her slick flesh that ached for him.

“I’m going to thrust inside you and I’m going to fuck you deep, baby. You’re going to know you’re mine. ” He grinned. “But if, after that, you’re still not totally convinced, we can do it again. ”

Lightness and a ridiculous overflowing of joy filled her. “I might need a lot of convincing. ”

“My pleasure. Let’s see if we can give you some, too. ”

He clamped hot hands around her thighs, electrifying her with his touch. Her body jolted.

“Shh,” he soothed. “I’ve got you. ”

Yes, he did, and she gratefully let his palms drift up, until his seeking fingers prowled through the slick flesh between her legs and he rubbed slowly at the bundle of nerves there. She wanted more of the orgasms she knew Caleb was capable of giving her, but she also wanted to join with him so very much…

“Please,” she whimpered.

“Let it build a bit, Lottie. Trust me to know what to do. ”

She didn’t even have to answer. He proved very quickly that he knew exactly how to arouse her. His teasing fingers plied over her little button and the pleasure clawed through her body until she arched and wailed and spread her legs wider.

“Pleeeaaassseee…”

“I like to hear your begging. Soon. Really soon, I promise. God, your pussy is so pretty, all deeply rosy and pouting. And so wet. I know you’re going to be tight. You’re going to kill my self-control. I’ve waited forever for you, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to make sure you enjoy this. ”

“I will,” she swore, all but begging. “I am sure. Whatever you want…”

Caleb chuckled. “Exactly what I wanted to hear. ”

Before she could reply, he slid two of his fingers on either side of her bundle of nerves, creating a new sensation, exciting her with a whole new friction. Her breathing hitched, and she clenched her hands into fists. Frantically, she lifted her hips to him.

He pushed them back down. “You can’t make me give this to you any faster. A little at a time. Let it burn slow, baby. ”

“It is so. . . overwhelming. The burn, it almost hurts. ”

“What hurts is the prolonged wait. Have you thought about me in the last few weeks?”

She nodded desperately. “Every day. ”

“Every night?”

“Yes. ”

“Did you want to call me?”

Goodness, more than he knew. “Many times. ”

“Did you miss me?”

“Every moment. ”

“Did you want me in your bed? In your pussy?”

No man had ever spoken to her this way, and she found it aroused her unbearably. “Constantly. ”

“Did you touch yourself and think of me?”

She flushed. How could she be honest about that?

He pulled his hand away, ceased that constant, sweet stroke on her most sensitive flesh. “Lottie, I asked you a question. ”

The burn turned hotter, hurt more.

“Yes. ” She felt as if the word had been wrenched from her soul.

He resumed stroking her, this time a bit faster, as if in reward. “Did you come?”

“Yes…” she whispered.

“I jacked off every goddamn day thinking of you. I came to Lafayette tonight because I knew you would be here. I’d planned to finish putting together the dungeon, then shower up and head to the kids’ apartment. We were going to have dinner and talk, then I was going to take you somewhere—anywhere—and fuck you until you admitted that you were mine. ”

“I am yours. I said it earlier. I say it again now. ” She twisted her head from side to side, her voice a high-pitched pleading. “I will say it tomorrow and every day you will listen. Please!”

He eased down to her side, his fingers never leaving her except to slide two inside her and part them wide while his thumb rubbed her clitoris. The sensations were even more dazzling, and she felt the rush of orgasm begin to gather between her thighs, the bliss flooding her body. Every muscle tensed. She held her breath.