Ultimate Warriors by Joy Nash, Jaide Fox, Michelle Pillow Page B

him.
          He
explored her ear, nipping, tasting, sucking the lobe
into his mouth. All the while, his fingers plucking at first
one nipple then the other, drawing them into hard knots of pleasure.
          She knew
what she wanted. She wanted his mouth there. Everywhere. But the car was too confined. It was like a trap. She could
couldn’t quite reach her goal.
          Frustrated,
Nari pushed his hand aside, reaching down to push the lever to make the seat
recline. It went back with a pop that startled them both, making her flatten
against his chest.
          Panting
with arousal and exertion, she shifted until she sat astride him, leaning low
to keep from bumping her head.
          Shayne
looked at her, his eyes heavy lidded with lust. He sat up, pushing her top up
until he could lay his lips on her, nuzzle her breasts, taste her. She
strangled a gasp as his teeth scraped over her flesh, gently biting, teasing
her nipples to hard points. "Oh, God, Shayne…."
          He
circled her back, cupping her against him as he sucked her breasts to piercing
points of arousal.
          She bit
her lip, rocking her hips until her cleft reached his encased cock. He groaned
and lay back, arching, thrusting his hips upwards. The huge bulge rammed
against her, hard as a rock. Even muted through the fabric, she felt his heat,
his strength. Her cunt had soaked her panties, seeping into her lightweight
pants. She rubbed herself against him, the smell of light sweat and lust
arousing her more than she’d dreamed possible.
          Shayne
grit his teeth, dropping his hands to her hips until he could control her movement
and his own. He thrust again, rubbing hard against her clit, fiercely plunging
her into a swirl of pleasure that heightened with each passing second.
          Nari
gasped, flattening her palms against the roof of the car, riding him as waves
of bliss crested inside her. A wild excitement engulfed her. She was straining
toward fulfillment, her muscles tightening, her throat
hoarse and achy with the effort of controlling her screams.
          He
groaned loudly, his hands near bruising her hips, and then he was driving
against her like mad, roughly rubbing, hands cupping and massaging her ass,
bringing her hard against him. She felt his cock shudder, her own arousal peak,
culminate in a rapture that zipped through her erogenous zones with the speed
and lingering effects of lightning.
          Nari
fell against his chest, gasping, goose bumps shivering across her skin.
          It took
her many moments until she could find her voice. When she was able to speak,
she said, breathlessly, "You’re not leaving without me."
          He
shifted beneath her, and she looked up at him. He was grinning crookedly,
looking sexy and mussed, with strands of hair clinging to his damp forehead.
"Okay. But I think we’re both going to need a change of clothing."
           
    * * * *
           
          Nari
stared at the darkened sanitarium with a sense of deja vu. This time, however,
she’d been ordered to wait in the car. She didn’t like it, but she could hardly
argue that she knew the lay of the land as she had at the orphanage. Savage had
insisted that he was safer to try it alone and she didn’t feel comfortable
about arguing with that assessment. It was bad enough that he was determined to
risk yet another excursion for information despite all of her attempts to
reason with him that getting her mother’s files just wasn’t worth the
possibility of getting caught and the consequences attached to it.
          She
sighed as she watched Shayne disappear into the shadows of the sanitarium
grounds, wondering if she’d really tried as hard to convince him not to make
the attempt as she should have.
          The
truth was that the nightmares had been becoming more frequent, and getting
worse all the time despite Shayne’s efforts to help her, and she was too scared
to think of much