Attainment (The Temptation Series) Read Free Page B

her lips and how she has no control but
to moisten them with her tongue.
    “Good,” she smiles. “I’m looking forward to it.”
    Not wanting to waste any time, I slide my tongue into her
mouth, relishing her luscious warmth and silky feel. An uncontrollable growl
resonates from within me, intensifying our fervour and increasing my need to
bury myself inside her. To say I’m completely attuned to her body’s needs is an
understatement. I know what she wants...likes...needs.
    Now feeling her legs weaken, I release one of her hands and
hold her hip to steady her. Almost instantly, her newly freed hand finds the back
of my head. The tightened grip on my hair fucking exhilarates me.
    “Would you like sex up against the wall again?” I ask on a
whisper.
    “Yes, I’m fucking thirsty.”
    I pull away, entertained by her response. Obviously, I was
not referring to one of our favourite cocktails, the one which inspired this passionate
position in the first place.
    She notices my paused state, giggles, and pulls me back in
for a kiss. “I’m kidding,” she mumbles. “Now, get on your knees. If memory
serves me correctly, you were all about tasting not admiring.”
    I shake my head at her sassiness and begin to unbutton her
silk blouse, finding her perfect breasts with my hands. Kneading them with
heightened hunger, I allow my fingers to massage the plump flesh right before
pulling down the cup of her bra and taking her nipple into my mouth. The soft
peak hardens at my touch, eliciting my desperate urge to flick it with my
tongue.
    A sharp, uncomfortable, yet fucking sensational ache ripples
through my head as she suddenly grips my hair and tugs ferociously, indicating
her approval of my tongues use.
    “You like that?” I murmur around her wet nipple.
    “Uh huh.”
    “What else do you like?”
    Her hands glide down my shirt as she makes her way to my
belt, their journey south such a turn-on. She finds the buckle and, wasting no
time in unlatching it, has my cock in her hands within in seconds. “This...I
like this,” she answers.
    Fuck! The feel of her warm hands on my shaft stimulates
me even further. “So you fucking should,” I growl, a determined new hunger
rolling out of me. I allow her to caress my cock for only a few seconds longer before
my impatience wins over and I strip her of her clothes.
    Taking a step back and stepping out of my own pants, I
hungrily take in her gorgeous pregnant form. Her swollen belly is so fucking
beautiful that it has my dick twitching with excitement, knowing that in mere
seconds my hands will be caressing what I see in front of me.
    I raise my eye line to her chest. The rhythmic rise and fall
has me intoxicated, together with her eyes which have now become heavy with
desire. It is almost the exact same look she pierced me with the first time we
were in this position.
    “You still, and always will, fucking take my breath away,” I
say as I cup her cheek.
    She turns in to my hand and closes her eyes, and it’s this
small sign of pure love that has me dropping to my knees before her.
    Alexis’ hands find my hair, the corners of her mouth lifting
in a provocative grin. Fuck! That look does me in every time.
    “You want me to taste you, don’t you? To run my tongue in
between your legs while you tug on my hair?”
    “Yes,” she breathes out. “Yes, I do.”
    Grabbing my head, she threads her fingers through my hair
and coaxes me forward, her yearning desperation now eagerly prompting me to
spread her legs and nudge her clit with my nose.
    Alexis sucks in a breath and then exhales. “Oh, Bryce,” she
breathes, as her head drops back against the wall. “Yes, I do want that. I want
it now.”
    God! I fucking love it when she moans my name . The
sound of her quivering approval of my actions always gives me assurance.
    Sliding my tongue out, I drag it across her soft skin, sampling
her already aroused pussy, the taste—fucking delightful.  I could eat her
slowly all day, the