Crimson Lips [Amazon Warriors] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Ellie Wilson Page A

in her eyes, laid before him in nothing but a small, black pair of lace, French panties that left nothing to the imagination.
    All he could do was stare.
     
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    What the fuck was he doing just staring at her?
    She was desperate. He’d worked her breast with expert precision, leaving her primed.
    And he just fucking stood there looking at her?
    She was about to scream with frustration and tell him to fuck her before she lost her mind, this was torture.
    Then she heard him whisper something that brought her hope that his teasing was about to come to an end.
    “Fuck. This.”
    Then she watched in wonder as he slid off the end of the bed and hurried to take off his combat trousers. She smiled. Now who was in a rush?
    Her arms really were starting to ache, but she wouldn’t have stopped this for anything. How did he know giving him control of sex would make her feel free and arouse her beyond belief?
    She didn’t think about it too long as she watched Sloan fall over. In his haste to kick off his trousers, and with his boots still on, he’d caught his heel and tripped over.
    She couldn’t help it. She burst out laughing.
    “You think that’s funny,” he said with a smile on his face as he picked himself up.
    She laughed harder. “Hell yeah, it’s funny.”
    “The list of crimes you need to be punished for is growing, C.”
    She smiled. She really was starting to like his nickname for her.
    “Condom?”
    She pointed toward the top drawer of her nightstand.
    He hopped along the side of the bed, pulling his boots off as he went. When his boots were off, he yanked the top drawer open and kicked off his trousers as he looked for the condoms. Who said men couldn’t multitask?
    When a big grin split his face—God, he was a handsome man—she knew he’d found them. She wished it had taken him longer, giving her more time to appreciate his muscled back and firm ass.
    She shouldn’t have worried. When he turned around, she got her first real look at his cock.
    He was long, thick, and cut, something she preferred in a lover. She followed his movement as he walked back to the foot of the bed, ripping the packet open as he went.
    She was now the one to be caught staring as she noticed his finger beside his stiff shaft, gesturing for her to look up.
    Arrogant bastard.
    He wore a shit-eating grin as he met her rising gaze.
    She just raised her eyebrow at him, daring him to make a comment. In that moment, she realized she’d never had this much fun in bed with a man.
    It was nice.
    The idea of nice went right out of the window when she saw the hungry look in his eyes.
    He rolled the condom on, climbed on the bed, and pulled off her last remaining piece of clothing before bracing himself above her with his hands next to her shoulders.
    He reached between their bodies, running the back of fingers along her skin toward her aching center. When he reached her core, he ran his fingers through her slit, coating them in her juices.
    She almost came from that brief touch alone.
    He lifted his hand to his lips and covered them with her heat.
    Crimson was so fixated on the heady sight of this gorgeous man licking her juices from his lips that she missed the intent in his eyes.
    Sloan plunged in hard and deep.
    The invasion caused her internal muscles to spasm and contract. She screamed from the euphoric sensations coursing through her body.
    She was wound so tight she climaxed with his first thrust.
    Crimson could see the shock over Sloan’s face as he focused on preventing his own release.
    As she came down from her climax with lights behind her eyes, she felt Sloan slowly start to move out of her. Apparently, he wasn’t going to give her time to catch her breath.
    He picked up the pace quickly, settling into a hard, fast rhythm. She could feel her second orgasm building. It had never been this good before.
    Sloan fell to his elbows, never missing a stroke.
    She was desperate to dig her fingers into his back, feeling his