Mercenary Trilogy - Willing Part 23

She grinned at the double entendre. "Don't you like it?"

"Yes...," he hissed, and his grip slackened.

She immediately went in search of and found his p.e.n.i.s. She began stroking up and down his length. "Just relax and let me pleasure you."

"You are pure pleasure, sweetheart, but I'm not sure this isn't torture." He groaned as she squeezed his quickly growing member, and his head fell back against the stone edge of the spa.

She snuck a peek at him and smiled. His eyes were closed, and his face was impa.s.sive, but there was a line of stress around his mouth. Arrows of pleasure shot through her core at the evidence of how strongly she affected him. She turned her head away, her eyes fixed on the stars overhead.

It felt deliciously naughty to have her hand inside his swim trunks and touching him intimately while anyone looking on would think she was doing no more than contemplate the night sky. With a sense of wanton delight, she slid her palm over the head of his p.e.n.i.s. Wetness more slick and silky than the water told her he was closer to coming than she could have imagined, and she felt a corresponding moisture between her legs.

She played with the silky wetness, rubbing it over his head with her palm and then caressing his length in turn until his legs were jerking with the effort to stay still. She felt close to o.r.g.a.s.m herself, and he hadn't even touched her. She stroked him, enjoying the sounds of pleasure and need he was making and letting her mind run wild with images of him inside her.

Suddenly he erupted from the water, lifting her from the pool with him.

She squeaked out a shocked, "Daniel," but he ignored her surprised protest and carried her at double time to their room, the expression on his face one that would live with her for a long time.

He was a feral warrior claiming his mate, and she exulted in being that woman.

Daniel carried Josie into their room, his body on a collision course with a desire he could no longer control. Her little green bikini had started a chain reaction in him that was set to explode with nuclear proportions any second.

Stepping over the threshold, he kicked the door shut with enough force to leave it reverberating on its hinges.

"Daniel?" Josie's eyes were fixed on him with a mixture of breathless pa.s.sion and trepidation.

"I want you," he growled down at her and then took possession of her mouth with all the hunger crashing

through him.

He ate at her lips, tasting the sweet warmth that she reserved for him alone. His tongue pressed into the seam of her lips, and she gave him entrance, letting him taste her, tasting him, sucking on his tongue as though she couldn't get enough of his mouth against hers.

The need to bury himself inside her expanded with each slide of her tongue against his and the swollen responsiveness of her lips until it was too big to contain. He dropped her to her feet, but couldn't stop kissing her long enough to do something about the storm raging through him.

Finally, with a monumental effort of will, he broke the kiss and stepped back.

d.a.m.n, that little nothing of a swimsuit was going to give him a heart attack. The water had turned the green fabric dark, but it clung to her obviously aroused nipples and swollen curves in a way designed to

send him over the edge of reason. If he wasn't already there. His gaze shot down to where two smallbows held the secrets of her femininity hidden behind a shimmering wet bit of fabric.He wanted to get rid of that barrier."Take it off," he ordered, his tone so guttural it was a wonder it didn't scare her.He forced himself to look at her face and make sure, but she didn't look frightened at all, just dazed. Her eyes were dilated with pa.s.sion, and her lips pouted an invitation to be taken again.She licked them. "What?""Take off your swimsuit." He'd managed a marginal improvement in his tone, but not enough to make his words sound like anything but a demand."Is that an order, sir?""Yes.""Then I'd better obey. I don't want to be court-martialed." The words were teasing, but her voice was filled with desire.

He waited for her to comply, too far gone to help her without ruining the suit.

She reached around behind her and undid the bottom string holding her top in place. It fell down her

sides, pulling the material away at the edges, but not revealing what he most needed to see.

"The other one, too."

She reached up and untied the bow at her neck, pulling the top farther up until the underswell of her

b.r.e.a.s.t.s showed, but nothing else. Her eyes glowed feminine challenge at him as she peeled the top away to reveal dark red nipples, puckered and swollen. She cupped her own b.r.e.a.s.t.s and rotated her palms over her turgid peaks until he thought he would explode in his trunks from watching her.

Her head tipped back, her mouth parting and her breathing rupturing. "This feels good, Daniel, but notnearly as good as it does when you touch me.""Then let me touch you."He started forward, but she put her hand up. "Not yet."

He stopped, every muscle in his body vibrating with tension at the stress of holding back.

"I'm not finished." Her hands dropped to her sides, and she tugged at the ends of the bows on either side of her hips. Sweat broke out on his brow, and his fingers curled into tight fists with the effort it took not to reach out and touch her.

With teasing slowness, she unraveled the ties, but the wet suit stayed attached to her body.

"Pull it off." He kept his hands locked at his sides, needing to watch her unveil herself for him on a

primitive level he couldn't begin to understand. "Please."

Using them to tug the bottoms away from her skin, she spread her legs, and the green sc.r.a.p of material fell to the floor, leaving her gloriously naked.

The burnished brown curls at the juncture of her thighs glistened with moisture that could be from the spa

or her own excitement. The scent emanating off of her said she was very aroused, and he needed to taste

that wetness to tell.

He fell to his knees in front of her and pressed her lips apart with his fingers. More glistening moisture beckoned as well as her c.l.i.toris, deep red with arousal. He put his mouth on her, and she screamed his name, her fingers locking tightly in his hair.

Swirling his tongue around her swollen bud, he reveled in the way she thrust her hips toward him, silently demanding more. He wanted to give it to her and changed the angle of his mouth so he could taste her very essence.

So sweet. He could eat her like this into eternity.

With a desperate rhythm, she pleasured herself on his tongue, but her panting pleas told him, she couldn't find the ultimate satisfaction without his cooperation.

He wanted to be inside her when it happened and surged to his feet. She swayed, and he reached out to

steady her, ready to pull her to him and make love.But she stepped back. "Wait right here.""Where are you going?""I'm still wet.""That's not a problem.""I mean my body," she croaked on a laugh that should have been impossible considering how excited they both were.

She spun on her heel and disappeared into the bathroom. She reappeared scant seconds later holding a

fluffy bath towel. She used it to dry herself off, touching herself in places he was dying to taste again, andthen moved forward until she stood directly in front of him."I want to dry you off, too.""Okay." His voice cracked like an adolescent's, and he didn't even care. "But hurry."

She started by taking his trunks off, carefully pulling the wet nylon over his throbbing hard-on and then pushing it down his thighs until he was as naked as she was.

"Step out of them," she instructed, and he did, wondering how long he could let her be in charge.If he'd thought the way she dried herself off was erotic foreplay, it was nothing compared to the way sheused the towel to soak up excess moisture from his skin while exciting him to a painful level of arousal.

"I need you," he whispered thickly as he lifted her against him."I need you, too, Daniel. Always."He couldn't concentrate on the significance of that word, but he relished the knowledge she was as much his as he was hers. The ongoing obsession was a shared one.

She locked her legs around him like she'd done in the pool. This time there was no barrier of swimsuits

to get in their way, and his s.e.x pushed up inside of her. She pressed downward, so slick with her own excitement that he achieved penetration in one smooth advance.

Wrapping her arms around his head, she kissed him with voracious pa.s.sion he more than matched. Using

his hands on her hips, he moved her up and down on him, gyrating his pelvis with each thrust, and she

came without warning on his fourth surge upward.

She convulsed around him, her body locked to his with complete and utter abandon. He couldn't stop thrusting, and she made a guttural noise low in her throat, tearing her lips from his.

"Daniel, it's too much!"He just shook his head, unable to verbalize, but she wasn't trying to get out of his arms, so he didn't stop. Suddenly, she buried her face in his neck, and her body shook in a second o.r.g.a.s.m. She bit him, and he reveled in the small violence, feeling his own o.r.g.a.s.m build at the base of his shaft.

He wanted to drive for fulfillment with everything in him. Moving until he could press her against the wall,

he started thrusting inside her with the power and depth he needed.

"I'm going to come!"

Chapter 16.

J osie shook her head frantically, her hair sweeping against his chest. "Stop, Daniel."Was she crazy? "I can't.""You have to." She grabbed his head by the hair and pulled. "You're not wearing a condom."For the first time since he became s.e.xually active, he seriously considered finishing without it, but that wouldn't be fair to Josie.

He barely had the strength to make it to the bed, but he did, and he laid her down before scrambling for

a condom. He put it on with shaking fingers, his body strung so tight, he was a hairsbreadth from snapping.

He came back over her, looking down into her beautiful face. "You know the damage could already

have been done?"

"My period is due any day. You're safe." There was something in her voice he didn't like, but he forgot about it as she pulled his body into hers once again.

He wanted to come so bad he could taste it, but he needed her to be with him, not merely accepting his body into hers as reciprocation for the pleasure he'd given her. He leaned down and took a ripe raspberry nipple into his mouth and started sucking.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders. "I love it when you take me in your mouth," she panted, her willingness to go on the journey of pleasure with him once again lacing every syllable.

He didn't reply, but kept stimulating her with his teeth and tongue, moving to her other nipple as she started to writhe under him again. She whimpered and arched toward him as his hand moved between their bodies to find her already swollen sweet spot and touch it in the way he'd learned brought her the most pleasure.

She thrust upward, and they moved together, both seeking the ultimate pleasure in each other's bodies.

Rational thought disintegrated as sensation overtook him, and pressure built until he knew his explosion was imminent.

"Come with me," he demanded.

"Yes." She went stiff, her whole body arching wildy against him, and they came together with cataclysmic force.

The next two days were idyllic. Josie and Daniel played in the pool, talked about their pasts and made love.

On the third morning at the hotel, Josie woke up to cramps, and she turned over in the bed, moaning as pain shot through her lower back and abdomen.