free but the excitement in Nate’s eyes as he raked his heated gaze over her body sent a flurry of heat racing through her body. His grin was teasing but his rough command brooked no disagreement. He looked like a man with a purpose. A man who was not to be deterred.
His low guttural groan confirmed that he was as excited as she was. Laying back helpless against his knees, her arms captured above her head, Erin pressed her legs together to protect herself from his hungry gaze. To her surprise, he didn’t insist, instead focusing on her breasts. His gaze alone was enough to make the sensitive tips harden. At his husky chortle, she writhed against his knees, wanting his lips on her breasts. Her nipples tingled, her breasts felt heavy, full. Unable to hide from his hungry gaze, she moaned and arched her back pushing her breasts up closer to him, silently begging him to take them in his mouth. Instead he reached for the bottle of wine and poured two fingers into the glass.
Taking a lazy sip, his eyes gleaming he crooned, “God, Erin. Look at you. Your nipples are hardening just from me looking at you.” At her guttural moan, he teased, “What do want, baby? You want me to lick them? Maybe suck on them?”
She couldn’t hold back a groan. She squeezed her eyes shut and struggled against the loose bonds of her shirt twisted around her wrists trying to arch her back further, anything to get closer to his wicked mouth.
“Yes, Nate. Please.”
His murmur was low, a sexy command. “Then Erin, you’re gonna have to spread your legs at least a little or how else can I get close to the most beautiful breasts God ever gave a woman?”
Shaking at the sensations flooding her, Erin separated her legs to allow him access to her aching breasts stunned at the fierce need driving her. All she wanted was his mouth on her, his lips, his teeth. She startled when cool liquid splashed on her chest.
Nate chortled.
“Damn, honey. You moved at just the wrong time. Now look what I’ve done! Now you have wine here, on this nipple but it hardly seems fair to leave this beauty out.” He tipped the glass coating her other nipple with fragrant wine.
The combination of the cool liquid on her heated flesh and his sexy words had her wriggling in pleasure. God, if he didn’t suckle her soon, she was going to lose her mind. She struggled to free her hands. She wanted to reach up and pull his head down to her breasts, to push one tingling nub then the other into his greedy mouth. But he firmed his hold on her wrists and laughed at her gyrations.
“Honey, you are one hungry woman, aren’t you? But I would be remiss if I didn’t at least try to clean you up. And besides there is something about this wine mixed with the taste of your skin that is turning me on like you wouldn’t believe.”
At her guttural moan, he conceded and bent over her. With one hand he tightened his grip on her wrists, with the other he began to roll one taut aching nub between his fingers and thumb. At her ragged cry, he leaned over and took the other nipple into his mouth. He ran his tongue round and round the sensitive flesh. At her eager cry, he sucked on it making it long and hard then pressed it against the roof of his mouth as he pinched her other nipple. The mix of pleasure and small bite of pain sent a flash of erotic heat straight to her core. Mercilessly he ignored her needy cries and moved from one breast to the other, sucking, nipping, torturing the agonized nubs until she couldn’t hold back. The first time that Nate made love to her, he’d been as surprised as she was that she climaxed from his focused attention to her breasts. Feeling the rising waves of pleasure shooting from the sensitive tips straight to her core, she cried out.
“Oh, oh, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
His murmur was low, husky.
“God, no. I won’t stop. Not now. Not ever.”
When she didn’t think she could handle another erotic attack he twisted one nipple between