Page 62 of Keeping Collette

“Not as much as I want you.” Her hand went to the side zipper of her dress and the motion was enough to stop him in his tracks.

“Wait!” His barked order had her pausing mid-slide.

“What? You’ve changed your mind?” Her teeth worried her bottom lip, and he cursed himself for being so loud and forceful.

Deal climbed onto the bed next to her, placing his fingers over hers where they rested on the zipper. “Never. I want to do it.” Together, he pulled the zipper the rest of the way down.

His slipped between the opening that had been created and touched her warm flesh, his dick twitching in his pants.

“I will never change my mind when it comes to you, Collette,” he whispered against her mouth.

“Neither will I, Kayce.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Every time she said Deal’s given name his eyes widened, as if he wasn’t used to hearing it. And maybe he wasn’t. In all the time she’d been in Alliez’s office, she’d never heard anyone address him as “Kayce”.

Now wasn’t the time to ask him what he preferred she called him. His fingers were trailing fire along her flesh from where her dress was parted. She wanted that burn all over her. “Take it off me,” she whispered.

With excruciating slow movements, he pushed the fabric up over her body, until it was off and she was laying there in her bra and panties. They didn’t match, but they were both lacy, and she didn’t think Deal cared, not with the way he was looking at her body as if she was an ice-cream he couldn’t wait to lick.

And if she was honest with herself, she wanted to do the same to him. The second he’d dropped his shirt, her mouth had watered at the amount of flesh on display. His body looked as if it had been sculpted by the finest artist. The tattoo on his arm was an intricate ivy swirling from mid-forearm, up over his shoulder.

He was lightly tanned, no doubt from working out every morning. He had a well-defined six pack, and that alluring “V” that disappeared into his pants. Pants that were unzipped and lowered a fraction. She couldn’t miss the rigidness of his cock pushing against the cotton of his underwear.

Reaching out, she ran a hand down his muscled body, stopping at his waistband. Her index finger trailed across the edge of it. Not slipping inside, but teasing him.

“Fuck, honey, you’re going to make me blow my load without even touching me.”

His honesty shocked her, but she couldn’t deny she reveled in the knowledge that she was pushing this former Navy SEAL to the brink of his control.

“Do you want me to stop?” she asked, looking enticingly up at him from beneath her lashes.

His answer was to follow the scalloped lace edge of her bra, before brushing his thumb back and forth across her nipple, causing it to push against the fabric. Her eyes drifted shut at the shaft of desire arrowing through her, and she couldn’t stop the moan from escaping her.

She jolted when the warmth of his mouth covered the distended bud. “Yes,” she hissed out, giving over control to Deal. Her body was his to command, and she didn’t doubt that command it he would.

He shifted so that he was lying beside her, and she became aware that his legs were bare. Somehow, he’d managed to remove his pants without her knowing, so lost in what he was doing to her that all her focus was on the sensations he was building within her.

Deal kissed his way down her belly, as one hand slipped around her back and deftly unhooked her bra. As his tongue swirled around her belly button, he slipped the straps down her arms, and the scrap of lace whispered to the ground.

Her plaster clad arm wasn’t going to inhibit her from enjoying this moment. Nor stop her from touching Deal. Although all thoughts of what she would do to him escaped out of her mind as he hooked his fingers into her panties and drew them down her legs.

Warm breath puffed against her slick folds. Would he kiss her there? Or was he turned off by the scent of her arousal? She didn’t think she’d ever been as wet as she was right now.

As if he read her mind, he licked her pussy, and her hips lifted off the bed. “God, that feels so good.”

“You taste amazing,” he murmured against her, before he moved her thighs apart so he could settle between them.

Her fingers gripped the sheets as he nipped, licked, and sucked her. He worshipped her in a way she’d never been worshipped before. His focus and attention was on her pleasure and nothing else.

A slow tingle built at the base of her spine before it spread, and the tension inside of her snapped as her orgasm slammed into her. She bucked and cried out against his mouth as he licked his way through her release.

Boneless was the only way to describe how she was feeling. She’d never had such a strong orgasm in her life. Not that she’d had a lot of opportunity to sleep with the opposite sex, but when she had, she’d had releases, just not as forceful as what Deal had given her.

“You okay?” he asked as he swirled his tongue around one nipple, while he massaged the other one.

“Never better.”