Sanctuary by Eden Bradley Page B

wash of moonlight. But he could tell by the cadence of her breath that she was right there with him.
    He used his hands to part her thighs.
    Skin like a baby’s. Jesus.
    Concentrate.
    He let his fingers tease for a moment at her slick hole. “You’re so damn wet I could slide this thing right in.”
    â€œYes. Do it. Please.” An edge of desperation in her voice. He knew exactly how she felt.
    He switched the vibrator on and let the tip rest against her clit. She groaned and he pulled it away. Let her lie there and pant. Let her want it before he pressed it again over her mound. Just when she started to squirm he moved it away.
    â€œPlease, Shaye.”
    God, he loved that begging tone. “Please what?”
    â€œPlease touch me.”
    â€œLike this?”
    â€œOh yes…”
    Pleasure rippled through her like a long beat of thunder. It hit her core like a blow. Her body convulsed with the first wave of climax. He pulled away once more.
    â€œGod, how can you do this to me? It’s pure torture.”
    A small laugh from him. “That’s my specialty, isn’t it?”
    Her body was shaking with that keen edge of orgasm that hadn’t quite gone away. Or maybe it was just beginning again.
    â€œShaye…”
    â€œCome on. Breathe into it, Devin. Ride it out.”
    â€œI can’t.”
    â€œYou can. And you will. For me,” he demanded.
    For him. Yes.
    She could do anything for him.
    She gritted her teeth when he touched the vibe to her clit again, sending sharp, jittering shards of pleasure through her.
    â€œHold on to it, Devin.”
    She pulled in a gasping breath, blew it out. And just when she thought she had it under control he pinched her nipple, hard. She came up off the couch, her whole body rising, burning.
    â€œCalm,” he told her, his voice a deep rumble of command.
    She’d never heard that tone from him. But calm? She was completely gone and she knew it.
    Please let me come. Make me come!
    But all she did was moan aloud. She was trembling all over.
    â€œFocus on my voice. Do you hear me?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œHold it back as long as you can. And when you’re sure you can’t hold it any longer, you’ll have to ask for it.”
    She groaned again. “Can it be now?”
    A small, evil laugh from him. “No.”
    His hand was on her thigh, moving her legs even farther apart. Then he laid the tip of the vibrator on her clitoris. His touch was light—all she could feel was the gentlest vibration, but pleasure coiled like a serpent in her sex, spread out, making her arms and legs shake with need.
    At the same time he pinched the tender skin at the juncture of her hip and thigh. So painful, but the pain turned immediately to pleasure, impossibly ramping up the sensation between her legs.
    â€œPlease, Shaye.”
    â€œNot yet. Hang on, Devin. I know you can do it.”
    He pressed the vibe a little more firmly against her and she bit her lip. Her climax threatened with a sharply honed edge, the pleasure achingly intense.
    â€œI can hear your breath, little Devin. I can hear your need in it. Do you need to come? Tell me.”
    â€œYes,” she panted. “I need to come.”
    â€œAsk nicely.”
    He shifted the vibrator, slid the tip into her, holding it so the heel of his hand ground onto her swollen clit at the same time. Her pussy clenched hard around the vibe. Pleasure moved through her in rippling waves. Burning hot, scorching her.
    â€œPlease!”
    Please, please, please…
    â€œPlease what, Devin?”
    Oh, he was going to make her say it. But she didn’t care now.
    â€œPlease make me come, Shaye. Please let me.”
    â€œAh, that was nicely done. Perfect. Come for me now, Devin. Come into my hands.”
    He moved the vibrator, thrusting it into her, out again, circled her clit with his hard palm. And she came…and came undone.
    Her climax slammed into her