Nauti Intentions (29 page)

Janey licked her lips as she let the skirt slide over her hips and pool at her feet. His gaze flared, became thunderous, his cheekbones darkening as

arousal tautened his features, making them sharper, more savage.

“Maybe I need to know al of you, Alex. You take al of me. You come inside me without protection, knowing what could come of it. You want more

from me than you should ever have the chance to demand. Maybe I want to see what I’m getting in the bargain.â€

As though something had flipped a switch in his expression, it became more intent, his eyes darkening. His fingers uncurled, but he didn’t come

closer. He didn’t move to her. He stared at her, his gaze tracking over her body, heating her, making her want more than he had ever given her. She

wanted the parts of him that he held back, the parts he hid from her. She wanted as much of him as he demanded of her, but she would take this, for now.

“Janey, I can get nasty,†he warned her then. “Some things need to be worked into.â€

Her lips curled knowingly. “You and the Mackay cousins were close growing up, weren’t you, Alex?â€

“You know we were.â€

“Did you join in their games?†Games where they took women together. The Mackay cousins had been known for sharing their lovers until they fel

in love. “I won’t be shared.â€

“I’d kil the man who tried to touch you now.†He moved to her, one hand cupping her neck, holding her in place. Did he know how that turned

her on? Made her crazy for him?

“But you did it,†she murmured. “Al those things they did.â€

“What do you want, Janey?†His other hand tightened at her hip. “Tel me. I’l give you what you want.â€

“The wildest thing you ever imagined doing with me.†She wanted to be wild with him. “That’s what I want, Alex. The most wicked, sexual

thing you ever thought of if you could get me in your bed. What would you do to me? How would you make me scream for you?â€

“Don’t.†His hand tightened at her neck.

“What was it?†She turned her head, kissed his wrist, then nipped it, al the while watching him, trying to tempt him. “What could be wilder,

Alex, than tying my hands behind my back and making me suck your dick?â€

He jerked her hips closer. His head lowered. His lips, they were ful er, more kissable, sexier. She wanted him to kiss her like he was now. She sensed,

knew, it would be hard, rough. Al of him.

“Burying my dick in your ass would be wilder.†His hand slid into her hair, tangled in it. “Listening to you scream, beg, because you don’t

know if it’s the most incredible pleasure in the world or the most painful.†His lips touched hers. “Feeling you fuck yourself with your fingers while

I slam my cock inside her ass, knowing you’re so gone with the pleasure, my touch, your needs, that nothing matters but feeling my cum bathe you

there. Milking it out of my bal s and making it yours.â€

Oh God, she was supposed to breathe now? She stared up at him, panting, but stil not drawing in enough air.

“You’re huge,†she whispered breathlessly. “It won’t fit.â€

“Is that a dare, sweetheart?†Male chal enge, male dominance, pure male hunger washed over his features. “Darlin’, you don’t make

dares like that with the big boys. Because trust me, they take you up on it.â€

Her lips parted to protest. It hadn’t been a dare. It was a statement. But as they parted, his lips slanted over hers, took them in a deep, tongue-

thrusting kiss that had her going to her tiptoes, desperate to get closer.

Janey slid her hands up his arms, to his powerful biceps. She loved the heavy muscles there. The way they flexed and rippled with the control he

exerted over himself. The way he fought to make certain he didn’t hurt her.

She wanted his control in ashes. The way hers stayed around him. She couldn’t deny him. She knew, each time he pumped his seed inside her,

that he wanted her to carry his child. It wasn’t love. It couldn’t substitute for love, so why did it affect her as it did? She couldn’t deny him. She

ached for the feel of it. Ached to feel him inside her, spil ing the liquid heat of his lust, giving her a part of himself he had never given another woman.

He was building silken threads around her soul, and she couldn’t stop it. She knew only one way to combat it. To build them around him as wel . And

each time Alex lost himself inside her, she swore she felt the threads twining around him.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for.†He swung her up in his arms. As though she weighed nothing. As though she were delicate, as

though he liked holding her.

“I’m asking for you.†She licked his neck, caught a bit of flesh between her teeth, and sucked it into her mouth playful y.

She loved marking him, but she needed to mark him elsewhere, where it couldn’t be seen. Where only they knew it was there. A brand he would

feel, but one others could only guess at.

He entered the bedroom, closing the door behind them, because Fat Cat was in the apartment. Evidently Alex had let him in earlier and fed him.

A second later he laid her on the bed, drawing back from her as she stretched beneath his gaze, feeling her breasts swel , her nipples hardening further

as he stared down at her.

“We’re going to leave the garter belt and stockings on,†he told her.

She bent her leg, trailed her fingers over her bare stomach to the low band of her panties, and watched as he al but tore his shirt off. Her hand slid

beneath her panties as he jerked at his belt, her fingers dipping into the hot, liquid cleft and pul ing back.

Slick, shining with her juices, she lifted her fingertips to her lips and licked over them.

“You little tease,†he growled, but she knew Alex liked this. He loved it.

Janey smiled and ran her fingers down her neck before lifting and sliding the blouse over her shoulders as he jerked his jeans off.

His cock was iron hard. The thick crest was dark, flushed with blood, a bead of pre-cum pearling at the tip, making her mouth water.

He turned to her nightstand, and she watched in surprise as he withdrew a smal tube of lubricating gel.

“Prepared, were you?†she asked, surprised at the husky, sexual tease in her voice.

“It has other uses,†he assured her. “Tonight, though, we’re going to use a lot of it.â€

She expected him to turn her over and just take her. She didn’t expect him to rise over her, for his lips to slant across her and his kiss to become

wild, primal. It was more than foreplay; it was a psychological branding, this kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she felt the straps of her bra lower over her arms. His hands, they were so strong, so broad, long-fingered, and

cal oused. Male hands. A man’s hands. Hands that knew where and how to stroke.

The front clasp of the garment loosened and he drew it away from her. Where he tossed it, she didn’t know and she didn’t care.

“Alex.†She whispered his name as his lips slid from hers to her neck. Teeth raked, tongue licked. “What you do to me . . .†She arched

closer.

“What I want to do to you is probably il egal in every state of the union.†He bit her shoulder, then licked the little wound. “I want every part of

you, Janey.â€

She breathed through the sob that wanted to work from her chest. Every part of her? Did he want the heart that already belonged to him? The soul that

opened up for him?

“Damn, I love your nipples.†His tongue stroked over them. “So hard and sweet.†He sucked one into his mouth, licked it with his rough

velvet tongue and had her toes curling as he suckled her with heated hunger.

He touched her, stroked her, drew on her, as though starved for the taste of her in his mouth. He drew the tip between his teeth, stroked it with his

tongue, and she swore she nearly came from the excitement of it. Then he was sucking the hard tip again, sending flares of sensation racing to her pussy

as his fingers stroked her thighs, parted them, and trailed to the swol en band of her panties before pul ing back again.

“That’s so good,†she cried out. “I love my nipples in your mouth, Alex. I feel it al the way to my clit.â€

He jerked against her, groaned low and deep before he pul ed her hands from his shoulders and drew back.

“Play with them,†he ordered her roughly. “Let me watch you play with your nipples while I eat your pussy, Janey. I need the taste of you in my

mouth. Al that sweet syrup, sliding over my tongue.â€

A hard spasm gripped her muscles, jerking her up to him as pleasure shot through her system. Her fingers moved to her nipples, grabbing them, rol ing

them as he tugged her panties over her thighs and down her legs.

As he’d threatened, he left her garter belt and stockings on. His fingers played with the elastic garters. His lips kissed above the fril y, lacy bands.

“Al I can think about, knowing what you’re wearing under those skirts, is how sexy you look just like this.†He pushed her legs apart, lifted her

knees until her thighs were spread wide, her pussy open to him.“Al I can think about is getting my lips in this sweet, hot flesh.â€

His tongue licked through the cleft, a quick, hard stroke that had her gasping and lifting to get closer to him.

She felt his fingers, easing below, spreading her juices from her cleft to the tiny opening of her rear.

He didn’t push inside her, just teased her. Pressed and made her want more. She had never imagined wanting this, until now. Until Alex—as

fantasies drifted through her mind during the day, wondering just how much of his sexuality her lover was holding back.

“The taste of your pussy makes me insane.†The rough vibration of his voice against her clit had her jerking, gasping.

She rol ed her nipples, her back arched, her head lol ed against the pil ow. The pleasure. Sweet, sweet heaven, so much pleasure.

“I’m going to fuck your ass until you’re screaming for me, Janey,†he warned her.

“Alex.†She was ready to scream already, as two fingers pressed inside her vagina, working in, screwing against the sensitive muscles and

stroking them erotical y.

She could come now. Just a little bit more. Just the right stroke.

“Oh, that’s not a scream, baby.†The primal sound of his voice was a caress by itself. “But you’re going to scream.â€

His fingers pul ed back, coaxing her juices from her, letting them ease along her flesh to her rear. Lifting one leg, he pressed her foot to his shoulder,

and the fingers of his other hand were pressing against the other entrance.

He was playing with her. Playing her body. His lips were on her clit, licking around it, providing just enough pressure to make her completely insane, as

two fingers thrust inside her sex again. They worked inside her, twisted, stroked a spot inside her so ultrasensitive that she lost her breath.

As she gasped, she felt a slick, cool finger slide inside her rear. Just that easy. It pushed against the tiny opening as heat burned through her nerve

endings.

“Oh God! Alex. Alex.†She was chanting his name as the finger pul ed free of her.

“Sweet and hot. Your ass is so tight, Janey. When I take it, it’s going to feel as though every part of you is fil ed with me.â€

When his fingers returned, they were slicker, cooler. The heavy lubrication was eased just inside her. Then his lips pursed over her clit, and two fingers

from the other hand pushed inside her pussy again. Deep.

She inhaled roughly and the finger at her rear slid inside again. He repeated it. Moving back, lubricating his fingers, sliding one inside her as he pushed

two deep into her vagina and he tormented her clit with his lips, his tongue.

Janey could feel perspiration building on her skin now. The flames burning inside her were racing, licking over her body as he continued to push her

higher, stroking her deeper.

The next time he penetrated her rear, there were two fingers. The burn grew, the pleasure became mindless. When he eased three fingers inside her

ass, she was bucking against him, her head thrashing, her fingers digging into the blankets rather than playing with her nipples.

His tongue was a demon of pleasure as it licked around and over her clit. The fingers in her pussy were torturous, ecstatic. She was lost in so many

sensations—pleasure, pain—feeling them burn inside her until she was begging for more.

“There, baby.†There was something in his voice as he eased from her then. “Come here. Turn over for me, love.â€

Love. He cal ed her love. He didn’t love her, but he cal ed her love.

Excitement, pleasure, and need a vicious heat searing her, Janey let him guide her. She rol ed to her stomach, coming to her knees for him, feeling his

hands easing over the cheeks of her rear.

“Almost ready, sweet love,†he crooned, his fingers pressing against her opening again, lubricating her more. “Ah, Janey, you’re going to

kil me. I want you so fucking bad. Right here.â€

She stil ed. She could feel her juices easing from her vagina, and the thick, swol en cock head Alex thrust against her back opened her.

“Slow and easy, darlin’,†he whispered, pressing the cheeks of her ass apart. “We go slow and easy. Breathe in for me. Deep, Janey.â€

She breathed in and nearly shattered. She felt him pushing inside her, stretching her, hot and throbbing as unbreached tissue began to burn, nerve

endings rioting with sensation.

Janey could feel the scream building in her lungs.

“Inhale, baby.†His hand smoothed down her back as he stil ed behind her. “Slow and deep. Now. Janey.â€

She inhaled, then a wail tore from her as she felt the heavy, tight muscles stretching open for him.