No Mercy (20 page)

“Please stay.” She gripped the front of his T-shirt in her fists as she brought her mouth close to

his. “Don’t leave.”

“Belle.” The way he said her name so tenderly, a sigh of surrender in his voice, made her feel

somehow powerful and strong.

She pressed her lips to his and he groaned. He moved his lips over hers, sliding to the corner

of her mouth. He kissed her, nipping at her lower lip and causing a moan to rise up inside her. He

drew her into his embrace, his body so hard and solid against hers. Her breasts ached, her nipples

tight, and she was so very wet.

Al her previous thoughts and jealousy over past lovers that he’d surely had fled in that moment.

What mattered was that she was in his arms now. It was just the two of them existing on this plane

in this world. Just the two of them together in a place and time where they belonged.

She moaned, wanting him with a frenzy that his slow kisses didn’t allow. She pressed her body

more fully against his, feeling his jeans through her robe and the erection that the tough denim barely

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Her need was so great that she squirmed against him, reached for the bottom of his T-shirt, and

pulled it out of his jeans.

In a surprise movement, he took her wrists in his hands as he rolled her onto her back. The robe

parted as he slid between her thighs. He grasped both her wrists in one of his big hands and pinned

her arms over her head.

“Not so fast.” He pressed his lips to her forehead. “I’ve dreamed about this moment since you

left, and I’m going to treasure every moment I have with you.”

His words sent thrills tingling in her belly and warmth sliding through her heart and soul. She no

longer felt the frantic urgency, now she reveled in the moment.

He moved his mouth to hers and kissed her slowly, taking his time. She savored his taste and

sighed from his gentle touch. He was such a big man now, but the way he moved his hands over her

body was like a sculptor putting the finely crafted last touches to his work.

She widened her thighs so he was seated more firmly against her as the bottom of her robe fell

completely to the sides. His erection was huge as it pressed against the center of her bare folds.

“You are the most precious thing to have ever happened in my life.” He kept her arms over her

head as he pressed gentle kisses to first one eyelid then the other, then each cheek, and the tip of

her nose. “I’ve missed you so damn much.”

Her heart pounded faster at his words that echoed what she felt, too.

His mouth found hers again and she felt the tightly reined desire within him. But he refused to

set it free, insistent on taking his time with her.

“Let me touch you.” Her words didn’t come easy, she was breathing so hard. “I need to touch

you.”

“As long as you promise not to try to rip my clothes off again.” He gave her a smile that did

amazing things to her bel y. “Can’t have you taking advantage of me.”

She couldn’t help but smile in return. “I don’t promise anything of the sort.”

He released her wrists and she slid her hands into his short hair, wanting to clench her fingers

in the strands and guide him to her breast so he could suck her nipple. But she let him go at his own

pace, sighing and moaning with every kiss, every touch.

She moved her hands to his shoulders, feeling the power rippling through him as he shifted

between her thighs. She moved her hands down until she grasped his massive biceps that bulged

as he held his bodyweight off her, his hands braced to either side of her shoulders. His biceps hadn’t

been nearly as big when she’d known him before and she liked how he’d fil ed out over the years.

Liked it a lot. Maturity did something to a man that made him so much more desirable.

He slid his lips along the column of her throat until he reached the hollow at the base. When he

placed a soft kiss there, she shuddered from the growing need within. He moved so that he had one

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She bit her lower lip, barely holding herself back from begging him to hurry. Begging him to take

her now.

He took his time, skimming his knuckles over her skin, down to the valley between her breasts.

He pushed aside her robe, exposing one breast. The areola puckered, her nipple tightening beneath

his gaze. He circled the darker skin around her nipple with his finger before moving his hand to the

other side of the robe. He undid the simple knot on her robe and slid the material aside, fully releasing

both breasts and leaving her completely bare. They felt full and ripe, her nipples so ready for his

mouth and his tongue.

When they’d been teenagers, making love had been wonderful and special. But he had never

made love so reverently to her as he was now.

“Your breasts are as beautiful as I remember them.” He lowered his head and slipped her nipple

into his warm mouth.

She gripped his biceps as she gasped and arched her back, barely realizing she was doing it.

He circled her nipple with his tongue then sucked it again. He spent time licking and teasing her,

drawing out her arousal.

He moved his lips to her other breast and drew her nipple into his mouth and sucked. She was

so aroused that tears burned at the corners of her eyes. Tears of want, of need, of desire. He took

his time, sucking her nipple then trailing his tongue around the areola.

Her hands slid down his biceps to his forearms as he rose and settled on his haunches between

her thighs.

The dark look of need in his eyes made her breath catch. The movement of his Adam’s apple

as he swallowed was the only sign that he was barely holding on to his control.

He helped her maneuver her arms out of the robe, then slipped it out from beneath her and

tossed it onto the floor.

“Let me see you.” Her voice trembled, afraid he would deny her. “Please.”

He crooked his finger. “Come here.”

She got to her knees in front of him and reached for his T-shirt as he raised his arms. He helped

her pull the T-shirt over his head and he dropped it to the floor.

A sigh of pleasure escaped her as she looked at the sheer male beauty of him. She skimmed

her fingers over his broad shoulders, down his muscular torso, and over his flat nipples.

She frowned when she saw scars and wounds that had not been there before. One looked like

an old bullet wound, another a thick scar from what had probably been a serrated blade.

“You’ve been injured.” She traced her fingers over another scar on his chest.

He caught her hand in his and held it to his heart. “Hazard of the job.”

She bit her lip and continued over his rippled abs, and on to his belt buckle.

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“Let me.” She followed him until she was standing in front of him, and then reached for him.

Dylan sucked in his breath as the warmth of Belle’s fingers skimmed the waistband of his

jeans. She seemed intent on opening him like a Christmas package without tearing the wrapping.

He wanted her to just rip it all off him.

He did his best to relax. He wanted to take his time with her and he should allow her to do the

same with him.

She unfastened his belt buckle before reaching for the button to his jeans. Her hands were

steady as she pushed the button through its hole and then pulled down the zipper.

He let out his breath when the jeans no longer strangled his raging erection. His need for her

was so great, however, that he felt only minimal relief. She pushed the jeans down his hips to the

floor and she crouched as he stepped out of them and she threw the jeans on top of his T-shirt. She

peeled off his boxer briefs, freeing his cock, and got rid of his underwear with the rest of his clothing.

As she sat on her haunches, she stroked his skin with butterfly touches. Her touch drove him

nearly out of his mind as she moved her fingers from his hips and down past his groin. She seemed

so focused on touching all of him. She avoided his cock as she continued to run her palms along his

thighs to his knees and then calves.

“You’re so muscular now.” She said the words with a sigh. “So big. I loved your body before, but

I love the man you’ve become.”

He wanted to say something, but words stuck in his throat as she rose to her knees, her mouth

close to his erection.

“And this.” She smiled as she traced her finger from the head of his cock to his bal s. “I’ve missed

this.”

His heart pounded in a way it never had when he’d been with other women. Every woman he’d

ever been with had been nothing more than a lay to ease an ache that had never left him when Belle

ran from him. He had chosen older women who loved sex and he’d hoped each woman hadn’t

expected more from him than that.

He tended to chase women away with his gruffness and he’d been told his arrogance had sent

many in the opposite direction, too. He hadn’t minded that. It kept women from getting attached to

him. He hadn’t wanted any attachments over the years. Maybe he’d been afraid to lose a woman

like he’d lost Belle.

Or maybe he’d been waiting for her to come back. Praying for her to come back.

She lightly held his cock as she ran her tongue from the base to the tip. She circled the head in

a way that caused him to clench his fists at his sides. A burst of jealousy shot through him as she

fondled his balls and continued to lick his erection up and down before circling the head again with

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He shook off the thoughts and focused on Belle. Beautiful, precious Belle.

He wanted her mouth over his cock, wanted to feel the wet warmth. Instead, she went for his

balls, lightly running her fingers over them before bringing her lips close, darting her tongue out to

lick them. She slid one of his balls into her mouth and lightly sucked.

It was one of the most erotic sensations he’d ever experienced. He slipped his fingers into her

hair as he watched her. The silkiness of her hair in his hands added to the feel of her paying such

close attention to his balls.

She licked a path from his balls to the base of his erection. She continued up to the head of his

erection, then looked up at him as she slipped his cock into her mouth.

Her gaze held his as she took him deep into her mouth. Mesmerized, he couldn’t take his eyes

off her as she swirled her tongue at the same time she moved her head up and down. He felt the

power of an orgasm building in his groin, heat from that one location threatening to explode.

She let him slide out of her mouth and licked her lips as he watched, his cock almost at the

bursting point. “Can you stil come more than once?” Her words sounded like a purr.

He gritted his teeth and had to nod before he could get anything out. “Yes, baby.”

“Perfect.” She gave him a sultry smile. “I want to swallow every drop.”

Hell yes.
He wanted to come in her mouth almost as much as he wanted to climax in her pussy.

She wrapped her fingers around the girth of his erection and lowered her head. She worked her

hand up and down the base of his cock as she slid her mouth over the length of him, taking him all

the way to the back of her throat.

“God, that feels good, Bel e.” He liked saying her name. It made him feel even closer to orgasm.

She swirled her tongue as she moved him in and out and then she made a low purring sound

again. This time the vibrations went straight through his cock.

He bit back a shout as his orgasm erupted within him. His come shot into Belle’s mouth as she

continued to suck him. He shuddered from the power of the climax, feeling it through his whole body.

For a moment it left him feeling weak, almost as if he might not be able to remain standing much

longer. Had it been anyone else, he could have controlled it, but seeing her on her knees before him,

giving him pleasure like that, he just hadn’t been able to hold off.

He caught her by the shoulders and brought her to her feet. She was licking her lips as she

smiled at him. “That was so good.”

“You’re telling me,” he managed to get out, and she gave him a naughty grin.

He scooped her up in his arms. “You know what they say about paybacks.”

She laughed as she clung to him. God, how she’d loved taking him in her mouth and giving

him pleasure. And his taste had been incredible.

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hard again and she marveled at his stamina.

His eyes seemed to burn hot as he looked down at her. “Roll onto your bel y.”

She gave him a sexy smile. “You want to take me from behind?”

He slid off the bed. “Roll over. I’l be right back.”

She did as he instructed her to and rested her head on her hands. She watched his back,

enjoying the sight of his muscular ass and his muscles flexing as he walked across the room and

came back with something in his hand.

When he reached her, she saw that he’d grabbed the complimentary lotion the B & B had

provided and a condom packet.

“Close your eyes.” The command was gentle but firm.