Chapters (24)
- Book Description
- About J. Kenner
- Also from J. Kenner
- An Introduction to the Lexi Blake Crossover Collection
- Acknowledgments from the Author
- Table of Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Epilogue
- Discover the Lexi Blake Crossover Collection
- Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
- Tame Me
- On behalf of 1001 Dark Nights,
What he hadn’t expected was for his theory about her deeper nature to be proven right so quickly and dramatically, and the trust that she had lain at his feet humbled and amazed him.
And speaking of surprise…
He groaned, his eyes rolling back as she shifted position, going from licking him like a lollipop to closing her entire mouth on his cock and taking him deep. With one hand, he reached up and pressed against the roof of the car for leverage. With the other, he fisted her hair, stealing some of the control back as she worked his cock, taking him closer and closer to the edge.
“Touch yourself,” he groaned. “Come on, baby. Slide your fingers between your legs and play with that sweet pussy. I’m so damn close, and I want you to come with me.”
She made a raw, feral sound, then moved the hand that had been on the seat to give her leverage. He couldn’t see that low, but as her other hand tightened at the base of his shaft, he was certain that she’d obeyed. Her sucking became wilder, filled now with the dual need of giving and taking pleasure. And the wild, animal noises she was making had the effect of pushing him right to the edge.
He held on, trying to hold back. Wanting her to come with him, but also wanting to hover at the edge for as long as possible. But soon he had no choice, and he let himself go, keeping his eyes open as he shattered, emptying himself in her sweet, sweet mouth. Watching as she took it all, her eyes opening as he finished to reveal a wild heat and something that looked like pride.
God, he loved her. More than that, he realized, he’d always loved her.
And now, as she teetered on that precipice, too, he bent forward and unzipped her bustier, then pulled hard on the middle of the chain, tugging both clamps off her nipples.
She cried out, a throaty moan made up of pleasure and pain as the blood rushed back to her nipples even as her fingers on her clit pushed her that final distance over the edge.
Her eyes were on him, but he could tell that it wasn’t him she was seeing—it was light, stars, the expanse of the universe. And when he pulled her back up on to the seat beside him, she curled against him, and murmured only two words. “So good.”
Content, he stroked her hair, letting her doze until they turned onto her street.
“We’re here,” he said softly, smiling as she blinked up at him.
“That wasn’t fair, you know. I was supposed to be the one treating you.”
“Not fair that we treated each other?”
“I think you destroyed me,” she murmured. “In the best possible way, of course.”
“You’re welcome,” he said, making her grin.