She was beyond ready. He rubbed lightly, as if he was only passing through, then moved away. She gasped.
“Are you doing this on purpose?” she asked, breathlessly.
“Uh-huh.”
She swore, then reached between her legs and parted herself for him. “Just touch something. Anything!”
The room was bright and he could see every perfect detail. He took her at her word, leaned in and pressed the very tip of his tongue to her engorged center. She sighed. He moved slowly, learning all of her with his tongue before returning his attention to the place that made her writhe.
He kissed her intimately, finding a rhythm that caused her to tense and shudder. He could feel her thigh muscles tighten. Up and down, a little faster, a little more pressure, listening to her breathing, feeling the tension build inside her.
When he was sure she was on the road to her release, he stopped and kissed the inside of her leg.
“You hate me,” she whispered. “I see that now. I don’t know what I did, but you hate me.”
He chuckled, then lightly bit down on the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
“I don’t hate you,” he said as he slid a finger inside her. “Don’t think that.”
She was tight and hot. Slick. Feeling her tighten around him made him want to thrust into her and push and pump until he came. And he would. Just not yet.
He pulled out his finger, then slid in two. She gasped and pushed down. Her muscles clamped onto him. He went in deeper and circled his fingers toward her belly, stroking her from the inside. She cried out.
He lowered his head and licked her most sensitive spot, at the same time rubbing his fingers around and around. Every now and then, he withdrew them only to fill her again. Her breathing quickened until she was panting. He could feel her muscles getting tighter and tighter. He kept his rhythm as steady as possible, driving her to the edge, forcing her over. More and more and more…
She cried out. At that exact moment, the convulsions began. He felt the rapid contractions against his fingers. He continued to lick her center, drawing out every part of her orgasm. She drew her knees back, exposing herself more, taking it all.
His own need was nearly unmanageable. His whole cock ached as his body desperately sought a way to find release. He ignored the pressure, the pain, the frantic desire until the last of her contractions had stilled. Then he sat up, shifted onto his knees and moved between her thighs.
Izzy opened her eyes and smiled at him. “Amazing,” she breathed. “You can’t top it, but give it your best shot.” She reached between them, taking him in her hands. “Oh, and for the record? I like it hard and fast.”
Magical words, Nick thought, doing his best not to lose it. Her fingers were slick and sure as they guided him inside. He braced himself for what it was going to be like, then had to call on every ounce of control he had left when he felt her slick heat. Worse, as he pushed inside, she gave a little shudder, as if starting to come again.
He would never survive that, he thought, clenching his teeth.
He withdrew, only to push in again. She shuddered again.
“More,” she whispered, raising her arms and grabbing hold of the pillow. “I’m right there. Just go for it.”
He bent over her and braced his hands by her shoulders. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed. He could see her tight nipples straining toward him. As he moved in her, they moved, bouncing slightly. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen, he thought, unable to stop staring at her. Then she raised her legs to wrap them around his hips and hold him inside her. The action was clear-she was ready.
He told himself he was good with direction. He pulled out and thrust in hard and fast, just going for it. By the third thrust, she was holding on to his upper arms and breathing hard. By the fifth, he was barely able to hold back and she was pumping her hips as hard as he was.
One more push and she was coming. He felt the contractions drawing him in. The inevitable began, the pulsing promise, the pressure that built until it had no choice but to explode.
IZZY STRETCHED OUT on the bed. Nick had pulled up the sheet and lay next to her. She could feel his body pressed against hers as his strong arms held her close.
“Impressive,” she murmured, still dealing with mini aftershocks. “Nice technique, an attention to detail. You’ve been trained by some very smart women.”
He chuckled. “How do you know it’s not innate ability?”
“Oh, please. No man is born knowing how to do
“And the thought of other women doesn’t bother you?”
“I don’t want them in bed with us, but I can still appreciate their efforts. Was it in college?”
“Yeah. My roommate helped transform me from a complete geek into a guy who could get the girl. At first I didn’t know what to do with them once I got them, but I’m a fast learner.”
“Yay, you.” She snuggled closer. “Can you sleep with me here?” Normally she didn’t like to spend the night. Hers was more of a get-to-the-good-part-and-leave attitude. But Nick had exhausted her and his bed was so comfortable. As was the man.
He kissed her nose. “There will be hell to pay if Aaron finds out you were here.”
“Because you picked me rather than him? He has a shiny new boyfriend.” She closed her eyes. “I’ll leave before he gets up.”
He rolled onto his back. She slipped her leg onto his and in the process, bumped into something very hard and manly.
Her eyes popped open. “Seriously?”
“Ignore it. It’ll go away.”
She reached down and felt his erection. Immediately her insides did a little shimmy of appreciation. It would take her all of thirty seconds to be ready again. There was something about Nick that worked for her in a big way.
“You know,” she said, sliding on top of him and lightly kissing him. “I was raised not to be wasteful.”
His hands found her breasts and teased her nipples. “Our own private brand of recycling?”
She slid back and pushed herself onto his arousal. “Just close your eyes and think of the environment.”
“I’d rather think of you.”
“Good answer.”
IZZY FELT LIKE a princess in a cartoon musical. She felt so good, she half expected little woodland creatures to show up and dress her the next morning after she crept back to her own room.
Her whole body hummed with satisfaction. She was achy and sore, in the best way possible. She and Nick had made love all night. It might be a couple of days before she was healed enough to go horseback riding, but that was a small price to pay for hours of incredible pleasure.
It wasn’t just the sex, she thought as she stepped into the shower. It was how he joked with her and got her sense of humor. Not everyone did. He was gentle and forceful, caring and stubborn. And the man had a mouth that could make her give up state secrets, assuming she had any.
She hummed her way through the morning, happily working with the horses and avoiding Aaron. She had a feeling he would take one look at her silly grin and know exactly what had happened. Not that she was keeping secrets, exactly. It was more that she wanted to hug the information close for a little while.
A little after ten, she heard familiar voices and went outside to find her sisters walking toward the barn.
“What’s up?” she called, not sure why they’d stopped by without calling first. “Is everything all right?”
The hesitation before either of them spoke burst her happy bubble. “What?”
“Jed’s being named in a prostitution ring,” Lexi said. “He’s going to be charged with importing underage girls and holding them as sex slaves.”
Izzy sank onto the bench by the door and cupped her head in her hands. “I don’t believe it.”
“It’s true,” Skye said. “The never-ending nightmare. Between this and the potential treason charges, Jed is going to lose everything. We’re talking to Dana later. She’s going to give us the names of a few attorneys.”
Izzy dropped her hands and straightened. “Why? Has he come after you again?”
“No, but we need to start protecting ourselves. We’re tired of reacting. We need to go after him.”
“We’ve talked about this,” Lexi added. “We’re taking the fight to him.”
“Not a good idea,” Izzy told them. “You’re out of your league.” She heard more footsteps and recognized them. “It’s Nick.”
“Then we’ll talk later,” Skye said.
