Heart of Steele (9 page)

She scooped up a handful of water and washed
his ejaculate from her face.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her close,
leaning so his face was right in front of hers. “Tracy.” His eyes
scanned her face. “Amazing, sugar. I can’t remember ever coming
that hard.”

She pressed her palms to his sides, feeling
his cool skin. “You taste so good.” She licked her lips.

He tilted his head and pressed his lips to
hers, opening her mouth with his tongue, and taking a
breath-sucking kiss from her.

She fed her own craving for him, tangling her
tongue with his, sucking it deeper, tasting his unique flavor mixed
with coffee and fruit. She ended the kiss. “You’re cold.” Cupping
his butt, she urged him back into the tub. And squeezed his firm
ass a few times for fun.

“Grabbing a feel, huh?” He slid in, his legs
on each side of her, and turned her so her back was against his
chest. Lifting one long leg, he turned on the hot water with his
toes.

She tipped her head back against his shoulder
and relaxed as he wrapped his arms around her. As the water poured
into the tub, the heat swirled around her. “Mmmm. This is
decadent.”

“Yeah.” He kissed her neck. “Now I know why I
never used this tub. I needed you here to show me the proper
usage.”

“Really?” She turned her head to look at him.
“You’ve never used this tub?”

He shrugged. “Not a tub kind of guy.” He
nibbled on the shell of her ear. “Until today.” He whispered the
words, hot in her ear. “But my architect insisted it would come in
handy someday.” He sucked her earlobe. “But I never knew how
amazing it would be...with the right woman.”

A delicious shiver rippled through her.
Steele wasn’t a man to say things he didn’t mean, and it warmed her
heart to know she’d touched him as deeply as he’d touched her. She
took a breath and rolled her eyes. She needed to remember this was
just a long weekend, not forever.

He turned off the water and they soaked in
silence. His hands slid from her stomach to her hips, up her sides,
and back to her stomach again, over and over, the pattern making
her sleepy.

“It’s good having you here.” The words
rattled in his chest, vibrating against her back.

She could almost pretend his words meant
more, meant that she fit into his world, but she had to make this
less serious. “You’ve been a great host, considering how I got the
invitation to come here.”

He chuckled, shaking her and sending ripples
over the water. “You’ve gotta love it for a ‘how’d you two start
dating’ story.”

Except, no one would ever know about them.
The thought of leaving this place for good and kissing Steele
goodbye, dropped her stomach like a boulder. She’d make the most
out of the time they had together. Wiggling her backside closer to
him, she jiggled herself against his man parts.

In seconds, his hardening cock pushed against
her lower back. “What do you want, sugar?” That sexy low voice of
his made her breath catch.

“I’m ready to get out and see what happens on
dry land.” In his bed.

“Yeah.” He stood behind her and helped her
up. “Let’s go see what fun we can create.” Steele stepped out and
helped her out, then grabbed a big white towel and dried her off.
Every inch of her, slowly, finding all her sweet spots and spending
long moments there. By the time he was done, he was completely dry,
too.

He took her hand and they walked into the
bedroom. The smell of coffee filled the room, and he’d set out a
big plate of berries.

Her stomach rumbled. She touched it and
smirked at him. “I think I need some energy food.”

Gesturing to the bar, he wandered away. “Help
yourself. I’ll be right back.” Watching him jog down the spiral
staircase to his man cave, she was glad he didn’t try the fireman’s
pole without any clothes on. “Ouch.”

Tracy found a tub of yogurt, put a few
dollops in a bowl, added a bunch of the berries, and leaned against
the counter, eating. He kept it warm in here. Her apartment was
always cold in the winter.

Steele came back upstairs. “I’d left the
skimmer on.” He winked. “Wanted the pool ready in case we decide to
get back into the water today.” He held out his hand. “C’mon. You
can eat in bed.” He got her settled with pillows behind her and
went back to the bar. He carried the plate of fruit with him, set
it next to her on the bed, and climbed in beside her. Plucking a
big, ripe strawberry, he bit into it, his white teeth shining
against the ruby fruit.

She swallowed the mouthful of yogurt. She’d
like to rub that all over him and spend a day licking it off.

“There’s that wicked look again.” He held the
strawberry to her lips. “Is it for me or for this?”

As she took a bite, a drop landed on her
lip.

He leaned over and licked it before it could
dribble down her chin. His eyes shifted lower, and that sexy corner
of his mouth twitched. With two fingers on the strawberry, he
rubbed the juice on her nipple.

“Oh heavens.” Her bowl landed on her lap as a
race of lust shot from that nipple down to her pussy.

Steele set his strawberry in her bowl and
moved it aside. He scooped up a fingerful of yogurt. His gaze met
hers and his eyebrow lifted. “My energy food.” He smeared the
yogurt on her nipple over the strawberry juice.

She warmed all over, her core tightening with
desire.

When he leaned closer, she arched her back,
tipping her breast to meet his mouth. He opened wide and suckled
her deep into his mouth, humming, sending sweet vibrations through
her.

“You’re the perfect snack.”

Steele lay next to Tracy on his bed, licking
her nipple a few more times, loving the taste of strawberry and
yogurt as long as it came served on her body. He’d told her she was
the perfect snack. She was more than that, and now that she’d
initiated the next step in their relationship, there was no more
holding back. They would do it all. And then he’d ask her for
more.

Taking a raspberry from the plate, he
squeezed it lightly until the juices came to the surface then he
rubbed it on her other breast.

She lay almost boneless against the pillows,
her beautiful green eyes heavy-lidded as she watched him. A cute
half-smile curved her lips. She was a seductress, even though she
seemed to be unaware of her own power. She’d gotten him hot and
crazy for her with hardly any effort.

Licking the juice from her nipple, pictures
of the bathtub flashed in his mind; her on her knees, sliding his
cock through her breasts. Him coming on her lips, in her mouth, all
down her breasts. He moaned as a race of blood headed for his cock,
swelling it. He had to be inside her.

Steele trailed the raspberry down her ribs to
her bellybutton, and settled it in the cute divot. He kissed the
red path, licking away the juice, and sucking the berry from her
bellybutton, swirling his tongue around it.

Tracy let out a breathy moan.

Grabbing another strawberry, he slid lower,
lifted her leg over his shoulder, and positioned himself between
her legs. Her pink, glistening lips unfolded like a flower, her
scent sweet and musky. “You’re beautiful.”

She took an unsteady breath, her eyes
darkening as she watched him.

Using his finger and thumb, he gently spread
the flesh covering her clit. Small and peach-colored, it grew
slightly as he watched it. He licked the tip of the strawberry and
touched it to her nub. The seeds provided a little roughness as he
circled the fruit, slowly and carefully.

“Oh yeah, Steele.” Her lips tightened into a
little “o” as she closed her eyes.

He looked down. Her pussy lips swelled and a
dribble of her cream slid along the glossy flesh. He had to taste.
Sliding the strawberry along her opening, he caught the trickle on
the fruit and lifted it for her to see. “A little cream for my
berry.”

Her eyes narrowed, her breath puffed from her
chest, and she worked her tongue along her lower lip. “Uh huh.” She
watched him.

He sucked the strawberry into his mouth.

With a cry, she arched her back and tossed
her head to the side, her body writhing. The bowl and plate
clattered next to her. “I...you’re not even touching me and I’m
almost...”

“Not without me.” He popped the berry into
his mouth, knelt, set the plate and bowl on the bedside table, and
grabbed a condom from the drawer. In seconds he was sheathed and
holding the base of his cock. “Tracy, look at me.”

She stilled and did as commanded.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, sugar. This is
everything I’ve been waiting for.”

“Steele.” She shifted her hips, exposing
herself to him, offering everything. “Make me yours. Take me.”

At first he didn’t realize the feral growl
came from his body. Leaning over her, bracing himself with one arm,
he guided his cock to her slick opening. Her heat scorched him as
the hungry look on her face amplified his desperate appetite. With
a jerk of his hips, his head was inside her, up to the ridge.

Her slit closed in around him, slick and
welcoming, seeming to pull him in further. “That’s so good.” Tracy
skimmed the bottoms of her feet from his calves to his knees, then
she lifted her legs until her ankles rested on his ass. “More.
Please.” She nudged him slightly.

Heat raced up his spine and all thought left
his brain. “Take this, Tracy.” The words rumbled out of him as he
slid his cock deeper into her channel. Her muscles gripped him, so
hot he felt the burn all the way through his shaft.

Her hands fisted into the sheets and her
breathing became irregular.

“Too much?” She was tight, and he was a big
man.

Her eyes, now a dark green, shifted and
finally locked with his. “God, no, Steele.” She wrapped her legs
tighter around him. “Don’t you dare stop.” She punctuated the
breathy reply with a twist of her hips that sent tingles of ecstasy
spreading along his cock and balls.

Faster than he wanted, he pushed his hips
forward, gliding nearly all of his shaft inside her slick hole.
When the knob bumped up against her womb, he backed out, but she
pulled him in with her legs.

“I can take all of you.” She shifted her hips
and somehow adjusted to his length.

His next thrust had him completely inside
her, his hips pressed tight against her thighs, his balls rubbing
against her soft flesh. “Yeah, you can, sugar.” The spot at the
base of his spine ached as he held back his release. “Nothing has
ever felt this good.”

“Yeah, I knew it would be like this.” Her
hips tilted and released to meet his thrusts.

He’d ask her later how she knew, but right
now, all he could concentrate on was the feeling of her body
writhing under his, taking all of him. His balls tightened. He
needed to slow down or it would be over too soon.

Leaning closer, he took her nipple in his
mouth. A burst of flavor from the raspberry remained but then it
was all her. Hard and tight, her nipple slid into his mouth so
perfectly. Sucking it, he rolled his tongue over and around it.

Her hand threaded through his hair, capturing
a fistful at his nape. Her cries started quietly but gained volume
as he worked his cock in and out of her sweet, tight opening. When
her muscles stiffened, he slid his free hand between their bodies
and found her clit.

Dipping his thumb lower, he bathed it in her
slick cream, then used it as lube on her hot little nub. Releasing
her nipple, he immediately took the other one in his mouth and
rolled it between the roof of his mouth and his tongue. His thumb
at her mound rubbed her clit while he intensified his thrusts into
her slit.

Tracy broke, a scream raced from her lips as
her head rolled to the side. Every muscle of her body quivered.
Deep inside her where his shaft pistoned in and out, the walls of
her channel tightened until he could barely hold off his own
release.

With one last circle on her clit, he moved
his hand to the bed to brace himself and used his pelvic bone as
indirect stimulation for her.

Her hand in his hair tugged, and her other
hand gripped his biceps, her nails biting in with pleasurable pain
that combined with every wild sensation in his body. Concentrating
on just feeling the slide into her tight pussy, he watched her face
as she drifted slowly back from her climax.

Beautiful. Her face, her body, but her
personality, too. Sweet and funny. He moved faster, pumping into
her with a greedy possessiveness he hadn’t known he was capable
of.

Lowering himself so his chest rode across her
hard nipples with each thrust, Steele pressed his pelvic bone
against her mound. Could he give her another orgasm?

He locked his lips on her neck, suckling and
nibbling where he knew she was sensitive.

Her cry, accompanied by her nails digging
into his back, told him he was doing it right. Lifting his head, he
watched her eyes roll back, her head thrash from side to side, and
a perfect orgasm rattle through her.

His body screamed for its own release,
sending a ball of flame racing up his spine.

“Fuck.” Too soon. But it wouldn’t stop. A
blast of red hit his brain and sent him flying. His balls pumped
hot semen through his cock and into the condom. Into Tracy.
Dropping his forehead to her chest, he let the spikes of his orgasm
burn at every nerve ending. His hips pushed deep inside her,
pausing each time he fully seated himself in her hot slit.

With his last thrust, he threw his head back
and sucked in a breath, letting the shaking in his muscles cool him
down as he slowly regained equilibrium. “Sugar.” He panted a few
times. “That was actual heaven.”

Her hands slowly caressed his shoulders and
back. “Mm hm. It was heaven.” Her throaty purr sent another race of
tingles through his body. Her eyes were barely open, her lips
curved in a satisfied smile.