Dangerously Yours: 2 (Loving Dangerously) by A.M. Griffin Page B

and flushed.
    “I’m naked,” she whispered, knowing he couldn’t understand her. “What else do you want?”
    His silence unnerved her. She trembled in place. What if he took her where she stood? Would she allow such a thing? Could she stop him?
    Her heart quickened. Anxiously biting her lower lip, she waited, hoping and anticipating what would come next.
    He stepped closer. Heat crackled at her back. He grabbed her hair. It felt right to lean against him. His face rested on the side of her neck. He inhaled her scent and moaned. Her nipples tingled as they hardened. She fought the urge to rub them to calm the tickle.
    She didn’t think as she pressed her butt gently against the rough material of his pants. The thick outline of his shaft felt so good against her. It twitched and she groaned. Between her thighs, her folds swelled, slick with her desire.
    His heady scent intoxicated her as if she had swallowed too much Sonian wine. She closed her eyes and licked her lips.
    He released her hair. “Don’t move. I need to check you for tracking devices,” he whispered. A cascade of gooseflesh began at her ears and ended at her taut nipples.
    Her hazy and clouded mind struggled to comprehend what he was telling her. Her eyes struggled to open.
    Tracking devices?
    If she had any tracking devices on her, her uncle would have caught her a long time ago.
    Her mouth opened. His fingers went to her lips before she could say anything, silencing her. “You’ll speak when I ask you to speak, understand?”
    She nodded.
    He lightly caressed her scalp. Miniscule sparks erupted through her. His light touches left her scalp and roamed to her ears. He held her earlobes between his forefingers and thumbs, gently rubbing. Her lids fluttered closed. His fingers traced to her neck and then to tease and stroke her shoulders.
    She caught her breath as he ran a caressing path down her arms to her wrists.
    I want to touch him.
    She clenched her fists tightly. No.
    His warm grip encased her balled fists. His thumbs rubbed each finger until, with a moan, she helplessly relaxed in his grasp.
    His fingers laced through hers, gliding in and out. The erotic small movements made her imagine him touching her miltori . A whimper escaped her.
    “No tracking devices there.” His husky voice erotically captivated her senses as he stroked her skin.
    The flesh underneath her arms received the next torturous pass of his touch. She caught her breath as he moved across her ribs to the swell of her breasts. She willed him to hold them. Heavy and full, they ached to be touched. A plea was on her lips just as his calloused hands cupped her breasts.
    Pleasure radiated throughout her body. This was what she had craved. She relaxed against him and her hands went to his, covering them. His face nuzzled in her neck, where he nipped her with his teeth.
    “Captain,” she whispered.
    He softly kneaded her breasts and tugged gently on her sensitive nipples. As he teased her, he pulled and rolled them. His fingertips grazed over them and she moaned. He lifted a heavy breast to her mouth. She leaned and caught the bud between her lips. She sucked then licked. Kane moaned and placed one soft kiss after the other starting from her nape, trailing to her shoulder blades.
    Stop this.
    Her head dropped to rest on his shoulder.
    I’ll make him stop this.
    She moaned and surrendered to him. His touch was so pleasurable and unexpected. He continued to massage and squeeze her breasts. She craved so much more. She needed him to touch her there . She boldly took one hand in hers and moved it from her breast down past her abdomen.
    He stopped her. “No.”
    “Please,” she begged.
    He relaxed, letting her lead him to her folds. She had pleaded with him. She would not force him. His hand rested mere fingertips away from her slick heat.
    She inhaled as he tentatively moved and passed over her smooth skin to her engorged lips. He paused again and she held her breath. Please. Her