Wicked Nights Read Free Page B

about to tell him no. His fingers curled inside her, stroking her to the point she really didn’t care who he was or what he’d said. The moonlight created a soft ambiance around them, and Addison really hoped no one decided to go for a midnight swim in the gulf.
    He flicked his tongue over her clit, applying enough pressure to make her squirm. She lifted her hips, pressing her against his face while he continued to finger-fuck her. God, she never did anything like this. The last time she’d had sex was underneath the blankets with the lights off in a bedroom. She’d never even dreamed of fucking a man’s face on the deck of his beach house.
    His tongue settled over her clit and she let out a moan. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, stabbing it into her. Addison gripped his head, eyes half-closed as he continued to slide his tongue along her slit. She arched her back off the lounge as he persistently tormented her. He set everything inside her on fire. His fingers returned, thrusting inside her. She undulated her hips with the rhythm of his mouth, closing her eyes to the pleasure. She tightened her fingers in his hair, holding him to her.
    She came hard, her cunt clenching his fingers tightly as Addison rubbed against his face. Her chest rose and fell heavily as she forced air into her lungs. How the hell could sex be so mind-blowing when they’d barely even started?
    “I see one of two options for you.” Mason lifted his head, licking his lips as he watched her. “We can finish this with a night full of hot, wild sex. Or you can go inside my house, climb in my bed and go to sleep alone.”
    Addison heard her pulse pounding in her ears. She had court in the morning. A night full of hot sex sounded like a whole lot of fun, but not something a smart lawyer like herself should do with her convicted-felon client. God, she hadn’t realised how much her body would betray her. She didn’t even want to think about how long it had been since a man had given her an orgasm, much less the promise to create a running tab for them.
    His mouth pressed against her inner thigh, forcing her to look at him. She wasn’t sure why he’d asked her or even given her the option of sleeping alone. She figured he would simply try to take what he wanted without giving her much consideration.
    “What’s your choice?”
    Addison bit her lower lip. “You’re really asking me this?”
    He stared at her. When he didn’t say anything, Addison blew out a breath, knowing her body would hate her for the rest of her life. Her mind ruled, though, and she couldn’t spend the night with him. It was bad enough that she’d let him eat her pussy on his deck. She moved past him, grabbing the scrap of fabric once known as her skirt, and wrapped it around her waist.
    “Can you please unlock your house?”
    He stared at her a moment before pushing up from the lounge and moving to the door. He typed in a code on the outside keypad and grabbed the doorknob none too gently. He held the door open for her. She knew he was pissed, but didn’t say anything. What they had done tonight was too much as far as she was concerned.
    “Bedroom’s down the hall,” he mumbled. “Make yourself at home.”
    She knew she’d made the right decision, but her body didn’t agree. Addison disappeared down the hall and found the large master bathroom. She immediately stripped off what was left of her clothing and started the shower.
    Why did she let him get to her? She should have put a stop to it when she’d climbed off the bike. She was pissed, and yes, he turned her on. Faster, really, than she’d expected. The idea of his cock between her legs did appeal to her greatly. She closed her eyes and the image of his dick pumping into her filled her mind. God, he had a nice cock. Long and thick, perfect in all the best ways. She’d seen it on numerous occasions at the MC. She pictured him bending her over and fucking her from behind like all the