“Then you leave me no choice.” With a quick swipe he sliced her dress down the center, all the way from her hips to her ankles. It fell from her body and landed in a puddle at her feet.
Standing before him in nothing but her silky bikini panties, panties that were drenched in arousal, she gasped and shivered with pleasure.
He slipped the sword under the thin elastic holding the slip of material together and tugged. Her panties joined her costume on the floor.
“Ah, I believe I have found the treasure I seek.” He licked his lips, his breathing labored. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
She caught his torrid gaze, heard the raw hunger in his voice, and noted the way his body fairly shook.
His deep, authoritative voice prompted her into action. Her pirate sank to his knees and insinuated himself between her legs. He inhaled.
She heard him swallow. Hard. “You must be punished for withholding such a fine treasure.”
The scent of her arousal swirled around them. Knees wobbling, Brianna gripped his shoulders to support herself. Her words came out broken. “Yes, pirate. I never should have withheld such a treasure. I now know it was wrong of me, and I must be punished.”
He parted her folds with his tongue and groaned deep in his throat. “I believe a tongue-lashing is in order.” He spoke in whispered words.
“Oh good God,” she murmured, when he licked her all the way from the back to the front. She’d never felt anything so fine.
He climbed out from between her legs and backed her up until her knees hit the bed. “Lie down and spread your legs for me.”
She did as he requested. He leaned over her and gathered her into his arms, creating an instant intimacy. His bewitching green eyes held her captive, and in that moment something powerful transpired between them.
Warm lips connected with hers and kissed a path down her body. When his tongue pressed into her pussy, her thoughts fragmented. “Oh my,” she whispered and writhed restlessly on the bed. He spent a long time tasting her, circling her clit with his tongue, driving her into a frenzy of need.
“Please,” she begged, desperate for release. She began panting, her fingers raking through his jet-black hair, urging him to take her to oblivion and beyond.
He slipped one thick finger inside her and caressed her sensitive spot. As his tongue continued its gentle assault on her clit, her sex muscles began to clench. A second finger joined the first. He stroked her, deeply, moving his fingers in and out until her body went up in flames. Her pussy quaked as she released her liquid heat into her pirate’s mouth.
“That’s a girl.” He moaned and lapped at her, drinking every last drop of her creamy essence. He held her for a long time until her breathing returned to normal.
A moment later he climbed to his feet and tore off his costume. He stood over her, giving her time to peruse his bronzed nakedness. Her breath hitched, her hormones went into overdrive. He was even more beautiful than she had imagined. He climbed over her. The weight of his muscular body felt so good on top of her.
He spoke in a hushed tone. “I want you Brianna, like I’ve never wanted another.” His voice was so tender, so gentle. He feathered his fingers over her naked flesh. His caress seeped under her skin and touched her on a deeper level. Warm lips brushed over hers with the utmost care. Green eyes full of lust and…
When his words sank in, Brianna drew in air. Oh God, he wasn’t supposed to fall for her, and she definitely wasn’t supposed to fall for him. This was just supposed to be about sex, about deepest, darkest fantasies. Despite that, everything in her reached out to him. There was something about him. Something warm, familiar, and easy. The way he talked to her, and his touch, the way it felt more emotional and less physical, had her feeling all peculiar inside. This pirate, the man from her spell, the one who was to disappear at midnight, drew her into a place where her heart ruled and nothing else mattered.
She wanted to keep him around longer. Tonight. Tomorrow. Forever.
Oh boy!
She glanced at the clock. Dear God, what had she gone and gotten herself into.
Chapter 4
XANDER GLANCED AT THE GORGEOUS WOMAN BENEATH
HIM. HIS COCK THROBBED TO THE POINT OF PAIN. HE
NEEDED TO ENTER HER, TO FEEL HER WARMTH, TO FEEL
HER TIGHTNESS, AND TO CLAIM HER AS HIS. ONCE AND FOR
ALL.
“Kiss me, Brianna.”
She poised her mouth open, welcoming him into her body and her heart. When his lips closed down on hers, she kissed him with everything in her.
In that moment, when their mouths connected, when her love reached out to him, he pushed his cock inside her slick softness.
Their tongues mated, her legs wrapped around his back and squeezed, drawing him in deeper. Fuck, he’d never felt anything so divine.
“Brianna my sweet. You are mine. Forever.”
She moaned and writhed beneath him, his girth pushing open the tight walls of her channel, stroking, caressing, bringing her to the point of no return.
He murmured into her mouth and brushed her damp bangs from her forehead. “Say it, Brianna.”
Her eyes glossed over and darkened with emotions. “I am yours, pirate.”
He hated that he had to keep his true identity a secret. Soon, he vowed, soon she’d know the truth. And then they’d never keep anything from each other again.
He cradled her in his arms, their perspiration mingled. Together they established a rhythm, each taking and giving in equal measure.
“I’m there,” she murmured.
“I know, babe, I know.” He increased the tempo and slipped a finger between their bodies, caressing her clit, giving her what she needed to take her over the edge.
“Come for me, sweet Brianna.”
Her sex muscles clenched and tightened and massaged his cock, bringing on his own orgasm. Sweat collected on his brow as his climax took hold. He stilled as his seed splashed up inside her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. He lay on top of her, taking care not to crush her. Xander brushed her damp hair from her face and gazed into sated eyes. A smile lingered on her lips, and he loved that he’d put it there.
“That was unbelievable,” she whispered, her voice drowsy. She reached out and touched his cheek. He leaned into her hand, absorbing her warmth, her love.
“You are an amazing woman.” When she smiled at the endorsement, he rolled to the side and cradled her warm body against his. He held her for a long moment, stroking her skin softly until her breathing pattern changed. When he knew she was fast asleep, he pulled the blankets over her and climbed from the bed.
Sunlight streamed in through her lace curtain and pulled her from her slumber. With her lids shut tight, memories of last night came rushing back. Oh God. She didn’t want to open her eyes. That meant she’d have to face reality. And she wasn’t ready for that. Nor was she ready to reach across the mattress only to find out the warm body that had loved her so deeply, so thoroughly last night was now gone.
A noise in the corner of her bedroom had her lids fluttering open. Her glance darted around her room, then settled back onto the naked man sitting in her rocking chair. Her voice sounded as shaky as she felt. “What? How? What are you doing?”
