Sexy As Hell (9 page)

Camille rose to her feet and walked to the cell bars. She watched Seth for a moment before a smile spread across her face.
"
Are you asking me out?
"

"
I think I am.
If you’ll say yes.
"

"
I guess after you’ve writhed around naked on the floor in front of a man, the least you can do is let him take you to dinner.
"

Seth nodded.
"
I think that’s only appropriate.
"
He stood and moved to the cell, gripped the bars, and rested his forehead against them.
"
I’ve wanted to ask you out every time I’ve seen you for the past few months. I just didn’t want to get you involved in all this.
"

Camille placed her hands over his and looked up into his eyes.
"
Too late.
"
She rose up onto her toes and leaned in to kiss him.

Unlike their earlier encounter, her kiss was soft and inviting, her lips trembling ever so slightly against him. He reached into the cell to cup her face with his hands. Seth pulled her as close to him as he could without forcing her against the rough bars of her cage.

Camille reciprocated, moving her body against him, the soft curves of her breasts pressing against his chest. He deepened the kiss, tasting the sweetness he’d craved for so long. Their hands moved frantically between the narrow openings of the cell, touching, exploring, their desires left unfulfilled.

"
I want you so badly,
"
he groaned as their lips finally parted. He pounded his head against a bar with aggravation then let it rest there, throbbing. Even the pain couldn’t dull his desire for her.

"
I know,
"
Camille breathed against his cheek.
"
But you’re in luck —— it’s just past six. Go get the key,
"
she urged, her chest rising and falling with exertion.

Seth moved as fast as he could, disappearing through the doors to the elevator. He dashed across the lot to the gate.
Jeff was waiting for him there, the envelope in his hand. Seth snatched the package and waved as he jogged back to the building.
"
Thanks, Jeff!
"

He couldn’t get back fast enough.

6
:
25
A.M.

"
Thank God,
"
Camille exclaimed as he
burst
through the door.
She couldn’t wait to get out of this cell and get her hands on the man that had saved her. She’d watched Seth for weeks, hoping she would run into him in the hallways of their building, but he’d never asked her out. Her mother had raised her to wait for a man to come to her, so she had tried to be patient. Now that she was so close to getting what she wanted, she couldn’t bear the separation anymore.
"
I don’t think I can wait much longer for you.
"

Seth stopped in the doorway,
taking in the sight of
her
and ripping open the package.
The intensity of h
is
hazel
gaze
on her body was like a caress.
T
he key
slid
into his hand, h
e tossed the packaging away and crossed the room in three large strides. His hands were shaking with nervous anticipation, but
this time,
it didn’t keep the key from slipping into the lock. The door swung open.
"
You don’t have to,
"
he said.

At last.
C
amille stepped out of the cell and summoned
a look of wicked determination.
Being possessed by a succubus was not an experience she wanted to repeat, but she’d learned a few things by sharing a consciousness with a being focused solely on pleasure.
Isra
knew exactly what Seth wanted. Some of the thoughts had shocked her. Others had intrigued her. But mainly it was an air of confidence
that was important
. Knowing Seth wanted her more than anything was empowering. Now was the perfect time to put that knowledge to good use.

Her gaze
fixed on him
, her fingers moving along her blouse buttons and exposing
her skin
inch by inch.
She let her
blouse slid
e
off her shoulders and
fa
ll
to the floor. The red and pink lace bra followed.
When
Isra
had shed her clothes, Seth had averted his eyes.
This time, Seth allowed his gaze to settle on the full, round globes of her breasts and the hard pink nipples that seemed to be reaching for him.
They ached for him to touch them, but
he
held his ground, his hands curled into tight fists. He had an amazing amount of self-control. At the moment, she wished he would just cut loose.

When Camille unzipped her skirt
and eased it over her hips
, t
he key slipped from Seth’
s finger
s and dropped to the concrete floor with a loud clank.
She could see the tension in his body, the battle raging in his eyes.
He’d spent twenty-four hours trying to avoid the very pleasures Camille was offering.
He’d trained his brain to resist her.
Now she would have to seduce him
.

With a sly curl to her full, sensuous mouth, Camille sauntered over to him.
She ignored the part of her brain that worried about her being so exposed. He obviously liked what he saw.
Seth swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from her firm thighs and the cropped, golden curls of her sex.

"
You’re gorgeous,
"
he said.

Camille fought the blush of embarrassment. She planted her hands on her hips and cocked an eyebrow at him.
"
Do y
ou like what you see?
"

"
Absolutely.
I very nearly gave up my soul for that body.
"

If that didn’t boost a woman’s ego, nothing would do the trick.
"
Then touch me,
"
she demanded.

When Seth hesitated
again
, Camille reached out for his hands. She placed one on each of her breasts. He groaned low in his throat
as
his rough palms grazed over her silky skin and pebbled nipples. The pleasure of his touch washed over her. She tipped her
head
back and let her eyes close
to savor the sensation.

From there, Seth’s hesitation vanished as quickly as
her
clothing. His mouth met hers with a punishing kiss.
Most of the kisses she’d experienced in her lifetime were
soft, sensual experience
s
, but there was nothing but raw heat between them now. His tongue glided along hers. Her
teeth nipped hard at his bottom lip.
She wanted to devour him.

She let her hands roam
over the
hard
muscles of his chest, pausing at the collar of his t-shirt.
She wanted it gone.
Now.
With
all her might
, she gripped the fabric and it pulled away from him with a loud ripping noise.
The shirt came apart in her hands.
Seth slipped out of the torn remnants while
Camille
made quick work of his fly.

Before he
could prepare himself, Camille thrust her
hand
down the front of his jeans and palmed a handful of his hard length. Her fingertips stroked from the tip to the base. He was larger and harder than any other man she’d ever touched. She couldn’t wait to know what it felt like to have him inside her.

Seth
gritted his teeth to maintain control, but
she could see it
slowly unraveling.
"
Ahh
, stop,
"
he groaned.

There was no chance of that.
Camille
looked him dead in the eye and
stroked him harder
.
When her fingertips dipped low and grazed his
sensitive
balls,
Seth
jerked away
.
W
ith a growl,
he
bent over and scooped Camille over his shoulder.

The room turned upside down in an instant.
She let out a
surprised
shriek,
and
then a giggle, smacking him hard on the ass just before he dumped her onto the bed in the far corner of the room. She bounced,
trying to land graceful
ly
, but there was no way to do it.

Seth
didn’t seem to mind. But he didn’t rush to her, either. He
slowly licked his lips
, sliding his belt out of his jeans. To tease him, Camille
casually let her
legs
fall open, exposing her wet, pink flesh
to him
.
Her hand ran up the inside of her thigh
, and then brushed across her most sensitive skin
.
Her fingers stroked up and down, a finger dipping inside. It was a bold move, one she’d never done before, but she felt so sensual with him watching her like that.
H
er movements
were
so boldly
wanton,
Seth
pulled his gaze away from her display to look
in
her eyes. It took a moment for her to realize he was checking to make sure they were still blue.

"
It’s still me,
"
she said with a laugh.
"
I just picked up a few tricks over the last few hours. Come here and I’ll show you what else I learned.
"

Seth hooked his thumbs into his jeans and tugged the rest of his clothing off. He eased down onto the edge of the bed w
ith his knee and crawled up the length of her body until
she was lying against the mattress and
he was hovering over her.
Her thighs cradled him as she relished the searing heat
of his
naked body
against hers.

Kneeling between her legs, he ran his arms behind the small of her back and
arched her back toward him, tugging
her
pelvis
higher up his thighs.
She could feel the press of him against her opening, but he stopped there. Every movement teased at her flesh.

His head dipped down and
placed a searing kiss on her stomach before moving up her ribcage and capturing
a nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard, a sharp stab of pleasure shooting through her.
Her hips arched
higher
, aching for Seth to fill her body. Instead, his hand slipped between them. His fingers stroked her folds, teasing her clit until every muscle in her body was tight and she was panting desperately against his neck.

"
Seth!
"
she gasped, her body on the edge of release.
"
Please.
"

He looked down at her with a grin every bit as evil as a demon could conjure.
Then he thrust two fingers deep inside her and she very nearly came undone.
He was going to torture her with pleasure. There were worse things, but she refused to wait any longer to have him. Not tonight. Not after everything that happened.

Camille put both hands on his shoulders and shoved him backwards. She was
nowhere
near as strong as he was, but the element of surprise sent him tumbling off balance. She took advantage of the movement to crawl out from under him and pin him to the mattress.

He didn’t fight her when she climbed astride him
. He actually smiled.
"
I had a dream just like this last night,
"
he said.

"
You’ve been dreaming about me?
"
she asked.

"
None of them are as good as the reality.
"

Camille positioned herself, taking the tip of him inside her and easing back slowly. Her body expanded and stretched to accommodate his size. Just when she thought she couldn’t take in any more, she felt the base rest against her skin.