Tell Me You Crave Me (Search and Seduce 3)

She shivered as a ping of heat crept from her toes to her ears.

“Mmm, you’re close, baby.” He licked her, with long and purposeful strokes. “And you’re so fuckin’ sweet. Drenching my tongue.” He licked again. “Best damn dessert I’ve ever had.”

He sure knew how to talk, and how to back up that talk with some serious action. She slid her fingers through his hair, gripping the strands harder when he gently nipped at her clit. She wanted to come so bad. For him. Because of him. She wanted to stay in this moment of feeling wanted. Feeling everything except awkward. Because when East was near her, inside of her, she didn’t feel awkward. She felt like a woman.

“You ready to give it up to me?” he said between skilled licks and kisses.

“Yes.” And she was. So, so, ready.

“I want to feel all of it,” he said. His voice was husky with desire and a hint of warning. She didn’t exactly know what he meant. But when he brought his free hand to her opening, she got a pretty good idea what he intended.

He wanted to feel all of her.

“And I want to feel you buck and squirm while you come. Don’t you dare try to stay still.” He circled her entrance and every muscle in her body tightened. She was desperate to be filled, had never felt the need for anything so much in her life. She thought she would die from the wanting. In fact, she was certain. Death. That was the only thing that awaited her unless East let her come.

“I want to hear you say my name. Can’t have you forgetting who’s making you feel this way,” he reminded her.

He slid his finger ever so slightly inside her, and just like he said she would, she squirmed and groaned.

“Trust me,” she breathed. She tried to scoot her hips toward his finger, but he held her firm. “I know who makes me feel this way.”

She looked down and saw his intense eyes gazing up at her.

“Good,” he said. She watched his mouth settle over her clit just as he thrust his finger to the hilt.

“Easton!” She cried out his name, which only made him latch on and suck her harder. He thrust in and out, hitting deep and curling his finger to touch the spot inside that drove her wild.

She held on to his head like it was her lifeline, and her skin pricked with flashes of white heat so intense it felt like ice cubes shattering through her veins.

She came apart.

Her whole body shook so much she thought she’d fall off the counter, but East was right there to hold her. His insistent mouth just kept going, drawing out every last ounce of pleasure until she couldn’t see anything but a flash of light, or hear anything but her heartbeat in her ears.

Shuddering and aching and desperate for more, for less, for everything, her mind was gone and so was her sense of anything around her. Anything but East. She cupped his face and yanked him to his feet and kissed him hard.

She clawed at him and pulled on his belt so hard she almost whipped it clean off. She had to taste him. Had to have more of him while he was hers to have. Because he’d go back out into the world, and so would she, and neither of them belonged to the other. But right then, he was there for the taking, and she had to ride this feeling out for as long as she could.

She wanted to make him feel how he’d just made her feel.

She was frantic, ripping at his jeans as she scooted off the counter. Then it was her turn to hit her knees.

“Whoa, baby, you don’t have to—”

“Will you shut up?” she said. She unzipped his jeans and tugged them low on his hips, forcing his hard cock to spring free. “Stop assuming that I don’t want to do this… Because I do.”

She leaned in and licked him from base to tip.

“Oh…fuck…yes,” he said with a satisfied moan. He slowly traced his fingers along her face as she took the head into her mouth. But he didn’t force, didn’t move, just held her, as if he simply wanted to feel her mouth working him over at her own pace.

And she liked that idea. It was a small act that once again made her feel cherished. Like she wasn’t just some random woman, she was herself. And she was giving East pleasure—awkward Natalie could make him melt. He’d made such a point of reminding her and himself what they were doing. And despite all the reasons it could and would never work, in that moment she just wanted to enjoy him.

She sank down on him, taking as much of his impressive cock as she could into her throat, then slowly came back up.

On her way down again, she glanced up to gauge his reaction. His eyes were heavy and watching her, and once again she felt seen. So damn seen, in fact, that she almost shook from the intensity of his gaze. And it gave her confidence.

She moved her tongue along the crown of his cock as she watched his face.

He liked that.