In Hawke's Eyes by Tressie Lockwood Page B

them to the side. She removed her bra, panties, and socks. How cliché was she to climb into his bed and slip under the covers? Rather than that, she positioned herself on top and struck a couple of poses. An anxious giggle escaped her. I really have lost my marbles trying to seduce a man with so much going wrong in my life.
    The scent of alcohol reached her, and she realized Hawke had brought a nightcap to his room. To fortify her nerves, she took a big sip and set the glass aside. Blowing out a breath, she waited.
    Heat and steam billowed from the bath when Hawke opened the door. He stepped from the interior without a towel and turned his head toward her. She didn’t think he started in surprise at all.
    “You knew I was here?” Disappointment crept into her tone.
    “Are you here to seduce me?”
    She noticed he didn’t answer her query, but since they were on a roll with the questions, she threw out another. “Is it working?”
    “A luscious woman with smooth caramel skin I already know to be as sweet as candy and heavy, sexy breasts all bared for me—what do you think? I can’t say no to you again, Stephanie. Not with you like this. You have to be sure.”
    “I’m sure.”
    He crossed the room to her and snaked a finger over her belly. He paused at the valley between her breasts and just teased the swell of one as if he dared not venture toward her nipple. Without the least bit of warning, he thrust his hands beneath her and raised her off the bed. He buried his face between her thighs and kissed her pussy full on. Stephanie gasped and moaned. She didn’t realize she was so wet until Hawke’s tongue bathed her from the top of her folds to the bottom and moaned from the discovery.
    “You taste so good. I’ve wanted this from the moment I saw you. I wanted to eat your pussy when I fingered you.”
    Her shuddering breaths at his words were noisy. She bit her lip and pressed a hand to her chest, trying to get a grip. Hawke lay her down and moved to the dresser. She leaned up on an elbow. “What are you doing?”
    He rummaged through the top drawer and brought out a strip of cloth. She raised an eyebrow at him. “What are you going to do with that?”
    “You squint a lot, and it causes you headaches.”
    That surprised her. “How did you know?”
    “I’m a very observant man.” He came over to her. “Now lay back. I’m going to blindfold you so you can’t even see shadows. This will also help you to exercise trust in me. Are you willing to give it a try?”
    “I think I want to, but no typing my hands.”
    “I won’t. I want you to touch me. When your hands roam my body, it gets me harder than I ever remember being. I’m not forgoing that pleasure for any reason.”
    Stephanie chuckled, but she let him do what he wanted. Her world went dark, and while she couldn’t say she trusted him, she did feel compelled to let go and just experience what they were about to do. Hawke grazed her thigh with his hand and then pulled one farther from the other. A breeze tickled her secret place, stirring her desire. When it happened again, she realized he blew down there, and the wetness and air reacted together to make her hotter.
    “Hawke, what are you doing?”
    “Shh.”
    He dipped a finger between her folds into her channel. She squirmed, but he didn’t stay. The coated finger found her nipple and circled it. Stephanie arched her back as her nipple puckered and tightened. She knew what would come next and cried out when his lips closed over the tiny bud. He licked her cream from the tip and then sucked until she thought she would come from the sensation alone.
    “Do you like that, baby?”
    “Mm, yes, Hawke. Do it again with the other one, please.”
    “Uh-uh, I want you to do it.”
    She frowned beneath the mask. “What do you mean?”
    He took hold of her hand and guided her fingers between her legs. Hawke used her digit as a lollypop, dipping it into her come and then licking it clean. When he had