commanded was his fingers caressing her legs from her feet, all the way up her thighs, then slipping across her wet heat. He didn’t secure her legs, but continued running his fingers up and down them, and then sweeping lightly across her stomach and breasts.
Elena’s body reacted to Dalton’s masterful touch as she squirmed beneath him. He climbed onto the bed and retraced the path of his fingers with his tongue, making her cry out.
“Shh. Hold it in,” he told her as his mouth latched onto her nipple, and he sucked hard before nibbling on it like it was a tasty treat.
She had to bite her lip to keep the moans from escaping as he continued exploring her body, inch by beautiful inch, bringing her close to orgasm before withdrawing, making her want to whimper in agony.
He didn’t touch her lips, which was probably good since she was biting the bottom one so hard it was swelling. A hungry growl escaped him as he slid down her body, kissing her stomach before his lips tasted her near where she throbbed the most.
She thought he would tease her again, move away, but then his mouth was latched on at her core, his tongue diving inside her, and she couldn’t prevent the cry of pleasure from rumbling out of her.
This time he didn’t silence her, though. Placing his hands beneath her butt, he lifted her up, making his access to her core easier as he devoured her wet lips and sucked on her throbbing center.
“Remember the pleasure, Elena. Focus on the pleasure,” he told her, breaking his lips away for only a moment before he dove back in and swept his tongue repeatedly across her center.
He knew every time she was ready to release because he moved away at the last moment and nibbled on another part of her heated core before coming back and licking her again and again.
She was nothing but a mass of heat and desire. There wasn’t one place on her body not throbbing with a mixture of pleasure and pain. She wanted release, but she didn’t want the seduction to end.
Her head turned from side to side on the bed as she groaned, wishing she could reach out and grab him, hold him in place so he would complete what he kept starting.
When she thought he was going to send her over the edge, though, he pulled back again, but this time didn’t latch his mouth back on, making her cry out her frustration. He had left her before without an orgasm. She didn’t think she could possibly bear it if he chose to do that to her now.
He sat back and looked at her, triumph in his eyes as he reached down and gripped his thickness, the tip soaked from his own pleasure. He rubbed his palm across the end, wetting it before he rubbed himself while looking at her.
“Are you mine, Elena?” he asked, his voice husky as his hand stroked up and down his thick shaft.
“Yes.” She didn’t hesitate, hungry for him to fill her.
“Will you obey me?” he asked again, his eyes fixed on her wetness instead of her face.
“Yes, Dalton,” she said, her voice weak from need.
With that, he released his grip on himself and crawled over her. There was no need for protection as he’d made sure she was on birth control long ago. There was nothing to prevent them from being skin to skin as he entered her.
“You are mine now, Elena. Don’t forget it again or you won’t like the consequences,” he told her before finally lining himself up with her. She could fill his thickness resting against her hot core, and she whimpered again as he bent over her without thrusting inside.
Instead of uniting them, he leaned back and then grabbed one of her legs, lifting it higher and higher until it was over his shoulder, stretching her wider than she’d ever been stretched before.
And then he was centered against her again, her core opened to him, his thickness more than ready to plunge inside. She’d never wanted him more than she did right then.
“Please, Dalton . . .” she whimpered.
It must have been what he was waiting for, because his fingers