Do Not Disturb (5 page)

When he released her mouth, she gasped at the sudden shock of it but moaned as he laid a straight line of kisses along her jaw to her earlobe. Which he bit.

Pleasure radiated through her body. Her nipples peaked into tight points and she wanted him to put his mouth on her breasts and bite her there. Then lick her as his hands moved farther south.

She’d beg if she had to.

“I’m going to take your shirt off, sweetheart. I promise I won’t let you get cold.”

She had no doubt he’d live up to his word. But she wasn’t ready to surrender completely. It simply wasn’t in her nature.

“Then I get to take yours off, too.”

Staring up at him, she saw his gorgeous mouth curved in a grin and her heart actually skipped a beat.

His dark eyes practically glittered in the room’s low light, mesmerizing her. She’d never looked at another man like this and felt an overwhelming need to
have
him. Now.

“Go right ahead.” He bent and kissed her again, quick and hard. “I can’t wait to feel your skin against mine.”

Her panties would be soaked through if he kept talking. And she
so
wanted him to keep talking. She’d never had another man’s voice affect her like his did.

Drifting her hands from his shoulders down his back to his waistband, she tugged on the tucked-in tails of his shirt until they came free.

She wanted to stick her hands up the shirt to reach bare skin but restrained herself. Barely.

Despite her claim earlier, she didn’t want this to be over too soon. She wanted to explore every inch of his beautiful body.

And right now, she wanted to see his chest.

Leaning away from him far enough to unbutton his shirt made her lower body fit even more tightly against his. His cock throbbed, which she felt through his jeans and hers, and she had the almost overwhelming urge to rub against it.

Patience.

Her gaze, which she’d lowered to watch as she pushed his shirt off, shot back to his.

“Don’t stop now. We’re just getting to the good part.”

The drawl in his tone made her smile and his answering grin was a revelation. The man was just too damn sexy for her sanity. Every time he smiled, she wanted him to kiss her and show her exactly how he planned to make her lose control.

That should scare the hell out of her.

The fact that it didn’t, well . . . Something to think about later, because right now, she wanted to strip him naked and run her hands all over him.

Smiling, she ran her fingertips over his broad, firm chest and defined abs. Muscular but not massive. So very biteable.

Hell, even his nipples were perfect. Small and round and hard.

She brushed her fingers over those tiny nubs and heard him suck in a quick breath. And when she leaned forward and flicked her tongue over them, she wanted to pump her fists in triumph as he shoved his fingers in her hair and held her there.

“So pretty.” She ran her tongue around the nipple then blew on it, leaning back to watch it harden even more.

“Hell, Tally. You can call me whatever you damn well please. Just keep using your mouth on me.”

So she did, running her tongue around the areola and feeling his shoulders tense beneath her hands. His chest rose and fell at an ever-increasing rate, which her own body matched with every breath.

When she put her lips around his nipple and sucked on him, he groaned.

God, yes. She loved that sound. Loved the feeling that she could bring this strong man under her control.

Kissing her way up his chest to his jaw, she used her teeth to nip at his stubble-laden chin then rubbed her cheek against it, loving the feeling. Wanting to feel it on other parts of her body . . .

Dane gripped her hips, grinding his cock against her for a few seconds before releasing her and grabbing her shirt.

“Lift.”

She knew what he wanted and she pulled away just slightly, but she didn’t give in right away and lift her arms. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and let her lips curl in a slight grin.

He returned the look with one she totally understood. He was going to make her pay. In the best possible way.

Finally, after several long seconds, she raised her arms to allow him to pull her shirt over her head. The tight cotton material clung as he worked it up her body, but Dane obviously had more than enough experience at this.

When he finally had it over her head, he dropped it on the couch behind him, never looking away from her now mostly nude upper body.

Only the barely there cream lace bra, one of Kate’s creations, made any kind of attempt at modesty. And it was a pretty weak one at that.

The see-through lace left nothing to the imagination. Her hard nipples poked against the delicate fabric, already strained with the weight of her breasts.

Kate’s lingerie never failed to amaze her. It looked so delicate, like it couldn’t possibly hold up, giving even Talia’s average-sized breasts the illusion of weight and substance.

And apparently Dane found them to his liking because his hands immediately cupped her, molding her breasts into his palms and squeezing. Not hard enough to hurt. No, just hard enough to make her moan with pleasure.

“I’m going to kiss every inch of you, starting with your breasts. Then I’m going to work my way down your body until I’ve got my mouth between your legs. Then I’m going to make you scream.”

She tried to bite back a moan but wasn’t entirely successful as he pinched her already overstimulated nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

“But first, I want you to take off the rest of your clothes for me.”

If any other man had said that same thing with that same tone of command in his voice, Talia would’ve been thrown out of the mood.

She had no desire to think about why she wasn’t now. She only wanted to give him what he wanted so he’d continue to please her.

But she had enough self-preservation remaining to respond with “You, too.”

His mouth, which he was using to suck at the juncture of her neck and shoulders, curved into a grin she felt against her skin. Then he tweaked her nipples, hard enough to make her gasp.

God, this man had the power to bring her to her knees. And that was dangerous.

“Whatever you want.”

She didn’t get her wish immediately, however. He bent to put his mouth on the swell of her breasts, kissing one and biting the other. When he released her, her knees actually felt weak.

Her hands fell to the button on her jeans but she stilled as he whipped his belt out of the loops and tossed it toward the sofa. Then he reached for his button.

And left her hanging.

She glanced up and found him staring down at her.

“You first,” he said.

He was playing with her. When was the last time she’d had playful sex?

She couldn’t remember. Maybe not ever.

Without looking away, she popped the button on her jeans and lowered her zipper. Then cocked an eyebrow at him.

In her peripheral vision, she saw him do the same. She wanted to look but he held her gaze steady. Until he shoved his jeans down, taking his boxers with them, and she couldn’t resist. She had to look.

And, oh, wow, she was glad she hadn’t resisted.

“Not fair,” he murmured.

Well, he’d gotten that right. It definitely wasn’t fair to cover his body. Guys sometimes looked funny standing there naked, their erect cocks standing out from their body like a piece of a puzzle that didn’t quite fit.

Not Dane. Holy mother of—

He should be starring in porn films made for women because oh, my god, he was perfect.

“Tally, honey. My turn.”

Yes, please.

Trying not to rush, or fall flat on her face in an attempt to get her tight jeans off, she wriggled the denim down her legs, kicking off her short boots before bending to get the jeans around her ankles and then stepping out of them.

Amazingly, when she looked up again, he stared at her like he wanted to devour her.

“You are fucking beautiful.”

She felt laughter bubble in her chest but couldn’t muster up the air because he’d stolen all of it. She could barely breathe, his gaze so hot, she swore it burned her skin everywhere it touched.

And it touched everywhere.

Starting at her head, Dane checked out every inch of her. By the time his gaze reached her toes and he started back up again, she wanted to clench her legs together because she was afraid he’d see the proof of her desire slicking the inside of her thighs.

She’d left her underwear on deliberately, because she thought Dane would appreciate the matched set. She was pretty sure she’d guessed right.

“You’re not going to hold it against me if the first time is really fucking fast, are you? I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Absolutely not. Go fast. But I’m holding you to a second time.”

Eyes dark as ink as he smiled. “A girl after my own heart.”

Reaching for her, he wrapped his hands around her hips and pulled her flush against him. His cock flattened against her stomach, iron hard and so hot. His lips were cool, though, when he lowered his head to kiss her again.

But his calm was starting to fracture a little. His fingers bit into her skin a little more deeply. She really liked the feel of them against her flesh. She wanted him to lose even more control.

Reaching behind him, she put her hand on his ass and squeezed. Jesus, the guy had a great ass, tight and sleek. Then she ran her hands up his back, feeling the play of muscle beneath the skin as his arms tightened around her and he flattened his hands on her ass. His fingers slid beneath her panties, teasing between her cheeks.

She shuddered, arching against him, trying to ease some of that delicious ache between her legs. Knowing it would only ease when he made her come. Which she hoped would be soon. At least this first time. Next time, he could draw it out all he wanted.

Maybe he needed a little incentive.

Scoring her nails down his back made him groan, a sound that had her swallowing hard. Drawing her hand around to his front and wrapping her fingers around his cock got her a bite on the shoulder.

She’d probably have a mark there and she couldn’t care less. What was hot sex without a few reminders?

Pumping her fist along his cock from root to tip, she felt the shaft throb in her grip. The man had a gorgeous cock to go with his amazing body. Long and thick and perfectly straight.

She wondered for a brief second if there was anything wrong with him, because right now she couldn’t find a thing.

Which was totally insane. Of course there was something wrong with him. It just wouldn’t matter because there wouldn’t be a repeat of this night. Which was a damn shame.

So make sure it’s memorable.

That definitely wasn’t going to be a problem. Not with this man.

Dane chose that moment to shove her panties down her legs, his palms a little rough against her thighs, sending flashes of heat to her pussy.

While she kicked off the scrap of lace and cotton, he lifted her off the floor and took the few steps to the couch where he’d conveniently tossed his jeans.

“You still carry condoms in your wallet?”

His mouth curved in a grin. “I was never a Boy Scout, but they had the right idea about always being prepared. If a guy tells you he doesn’t keep one in his wallet, he’s either lying or stupid. And definitely not a Boy Scout.”

Sitting on the couch, he settled her with her knees on either side of his thighs.

Reaching for his wallet, he dug out the condom then held it out to her.

“Only one?” She raised her brows at him, grinning. “Good thing I actually
was
a Girl Scout.”

“Glad to hear it. Otherwise I was going to have to call room service.”

His grin made her sex clench. “If you’re as good as you think you are, that might still be an option. Less talk now.”

Bending forward, she plucked the condom from his fingers and leaned closer to kiss him.

Their lips met in a hard, searing kiss. She didn’t hold back anything and heard him groan, low and deep.

Her now-frantic need made her tear open the foil wrapper blindly as their lips meshed. Dane’s hands molded to her breasts, kneading the mounds with a firm grip, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

The condom slipped in her fingers and she made a conscious effort not to accidentally rip it.

“Let me put this on before I have to find another one.”

He pulled back only far enough to see her eyes. “And why would you need to do that?”

“Because if you keep touching me like that, I’m going to rip this.”

His mouth curved slightly. “And we definitely don’t want that. I have a feeling we’re going to need every damn condom in the room before the end of the night.”

Burning-hot desire exploded in her veins, making her skin feel electrified. She had to fight to draw in a breath, and Dane’s expression tightened with even more desire.

“Keep looking at me like that and this is going to get dirty.”

Talia blinked at the raw tone of his voice. Her lips parted but nothing emerged. She couldn’t speak immediately.

“Tal—”

“Promise?”

His smile had disappeared, but she saw the heat in his gaze smolder lava-hot. “Anything you want. I’m up for it.”

Anything, huh? She wondered—

No, she had no time for wondering.

She had reality in front of her right now.

Holding his gaze, she let her free hand drop to his lap and wrap around his cock.

She stroked him several times, watching his eyes narrow down to slits and feeling his cock thicken between her fingers.

She didn’t go fast or tight at first. She wanted to tease. And he let her.

His cock fascinated her, so straight and thick and
hot
. She teased the hell out of herself thinking about riding him. Every second she denied herself the pleasure of sinking onto that silky column and fucking him, of her body riding him until the pleasure was just too much, was one second closer to heaven.

Then she’d want to do it again. And again.

“Talia.” His tone held a harsh note. “If you keep that up, I’m not going to be responsible for the consequences.”