Page 97 of Dangerous Attraction

"Yes," I tell him breathlessly, moving one hand to the back of his head. "For the love of God, don't stop."

His mouth is back on me before I can even blink—sucking, kissing, biting.

Hands roam over my body, gently squeezing and caressing every inch.

My hips buck as I desperately grind myself against him, trying to relieve the pressure building.

Bringing his lips back up to the length of my neck, he places soft kisses against my skin before he draws back and stares at me with a smirk.

Slowly, he removes one hand from around my back, trailing it over my side, while gently coasting his fingers across the exposed skin between the hem of my top and the band of my shorts.

"Tell me you want this," he whispers, dark eyes holding mine.

Dragging my lip between my teeth, I nod.

"I want this."

A dark, pleased sound reverberates through him as his fingers make quick work of the button and zipper on my shorts.

Loosening my legs from around his waist, he steps back, his hands skimming down my legs until they reach my ankles.

Carefully, he slips off my shoes, letting them fall beside him before he steps forward again, repositioning himself between my thighs.

"Lift your hips," he instructs, tapping my legs.

Leaning back onto the cool felt of the table, I do as he asks, allowing him to tug the tight denim over my hips.

He slowly pulls the shorts down until they drop to the floor.

My breathing goes shallow as I lift myself onto my elbows, watching as his eyes roam up my legs. My cheeks heat when his gaze fixates on the skimpy thong barely covering me.

A fire blazes inside of me when his hands connect with my skin, fingers deftly making their way up the sides of my thighs while he lowers himself to his knees.

Looking up at me with reverence, he gently lifts each leg onto his wide shoulders, breath skating over my inner thighs as his hands wrap around them, opening them up enough for him to wedge himself closer.

Dropping his hooded gaze to between my thighs, his tongue darts out of his mouth, wetting his lips.

"Seems we have one last obstacle in the way," he mutters, as he leans forward and captures the scrap of fabric between his teeth.

I gasp when he tugs his head back, ripping my underwear away and humming in appreciation at the sight no longer hidden from him.

"That's better."

Discarding the item of clothing on the floor, his eyes lock with mine, and a promising smirk plays on his lips.

Holding my legs firmly in place, he lowers his head slowly as hot and heavy breaths ghost over my already sensitive clit.

Shivers burst through my body as he places a soft, open-mouthed kiss against the junction of my thighs. Moving his mouth lower, his tongue darts out for a teasing, fleeting taste.

My breath hitches, and I watch in fascination as his tongue swipes through my folds before he closes his mouth around me, sucking my clit into his mouth.

Head dropping back, fingers digging into the felt beneath me, I let a quiet moan flow from my lips.

"Fuck, you taste amazing."

He hums against me, the vibrations thrumming through my lower body, and I screw my eyes shut, lift my hips and push myself into him, desperate for more.

His strokes remain slow at first, his tongue flat and covering me entirely, but it doesn't take him long to gain confidence.