Louisa Neil by Bete Noire Page B

drew it across her belly, under her shirt, and to her breast. He took that move as a sign of acceptance. His fingers closed around her nipple, rolling it between them. Her groan spurred him to continue. He needed no mind tricks to take her now. She’d become the aggressor, her hands running along his chest until she started to unbutton his shirt. He used his weight to push her back against the counter, sliding his hands to her waist and picking her up until she sat on the countertop. He drew her shirt up to expose her breasts. Diana was the one who dropped her hands to the material and drew it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. His mouth was instantly to her skin, drawing her nipple between his lips. She groaned, and he sucked harder. Switching sides, he used his hands to pump her breasts as he sucked.
    Dane had to restrain himself from nipping at her, his teeth almost breaking the skin on the side of her breast. He knew she’d have a bruise there tomorrow, but he hadn’t bitten her to break her skin. How he wanted to, but he knew that would come later.
    Her hands pushed his shirt from his shoulders as she continued to run her fingers along his chest. He kept one nipple to his lips and dropped one hand to her crotch, rubbing her clit with the heel of his hand. If she’d been accepting before, now she was just pliable. Dane continued to rub her and suck her, knowing from her breathing he had her close to an orgasm. With a bit more pressure, she did come, shaking against him, her head thrown back.
    He didn’t give her time to think or recover. Lifting her from the counter, he placed her on the small kitchen table. He pulled the string on her pants and drew them down her legs then tossed them on the floor. With a slight shift, his lips were on her clit. Diana let her weight fall back onto the table and accepted his attentions. With one hand on her breast, rolling her nipple, he continued to suck her clit while running his fingers up and down along her pussy lips. She was wet, hot from her climax. It was easy to slip his index finger inside her. She didn’t stop him. She pushed her body closer to him, taking his finger deeper. He slid a second finger beside it, and she accepted that, too. She was writhing on the table, pushing her body against his lips and fingers.
    “Come inside me,” she whispered. “Dane, come inside me now. I need to feel your cock inside me.” Glancing up at him, she gave him a sly smile. “If you’re not going to fuck me with your cock, use another finger.”
    This was a side of her he wasn’t prepared for. She was an intensely sensual woman, knowing what she wanted once she started. He liked that she was blunt with her needs and spoke her mind. He had a passing thought that Sloan would be pleased with her even more once he knew the sexual side of her personality. When she committed her body to sex, she wanted everything. He hid his smile while licking her clit.
    Dane knew she had buried this sexual side of her being deep down. She’d pushed it away to keep from getting hurt by any man. “Are you sure?” he asked, fucking her pussy faster. “Once I’m inside you, you’ll be mine.”
    “Just fuck me, damn you. It’s what you came here for, what you wanted. Just do it, now .”
    “Remember you asked me to fuck you,” he said, still keeping his fingers embedded in her pussy as he used his other hand to undo his belt and pants. He dug in his pocket and pulled out a condom before pushing his pants down his thighs, and then he drew his fingers from her body.
    It was only seconds before his cock was sheathed and stretching her pussy wide to accommodate his length and girth. She writhed under him, shifting him until she had him where she wanted him within her body. Dane didn’t hold back. He used his cock to fuck her until he felt his own orgasm building. He’d been horny since the day he first saw her, and now he found himself holding back to savor the long awaited