Indigo Spell by Rachel Carrington Read Free Book Online

against his body. His hand cupped the back of her head. He leaned in close to her for a long moment, his lips hovering over hers as if to give her time to absorb the impact of the moment.
     
    But Tess didn’t want time. Standing on tiptoe, she closed the distance, fisting her hands in the softness of his shirt. “Come with me.” Backing away, she took hold of his hands and began to lead him down the hallway, away from the seduction of the living room and into the darkness of her bedroom.
     
    Heat swarmed, growing from within, engulfing them in its feverish walls. Was Jaxon drawing her to him in some way? Was this some type of hypnosis? She tried to explain away the magnetism but there was a strong connection she couldn’t decipher. She felt herself swaying toward him, sinking under his spell.
     
    Jaxon backed her toward the bed, his fingers lightly grasping her hips and she didn’t think about pushing him away or stopping him. Everything seemed magical. Powerful. Every sound was enhanced, every scent more exotic, each touch more intense.
     
    Her hand glided over his cheek. “We may regret this in the morning.”
     
    “I don’t regret anything I do, Tess.” His hands came up to frame her face. “And there’s no way in hell I’ll regret this.”
     
    Her pussy began to throb, beating in unison with her heart. And in that moment she was lost. She didn’t think about the repercussions or what would happen once they’d made love. She only saw the promise of tonight in Jaxon’s eyes and for now that would have to be enough.
     
    “If you want to stop, Tess, you need to tell me now.” The heat of his hands burned her skin and his head dipped lower, his lips caressing her cheek. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
     
    “Yes.” The whisper was barely audible but it was all the compliance Jaxon needed. He guided her one more step toward the bed, his eyes holding hers and in those silver-gold depths, Tess began to drown. His hand swept over her face. “Close your eyes. Enjoy each sensation.”
     
    She did as instructed, her teeth nibbling her lower lips. Her nipples peaked, pushing against the slinky black dress. The rustle of his black slacks as he moved made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up and the woodsy male scent of his skin intoxicated her. Then she felt the mattress against the back of her legs before Jaxon slowly lowered her.
     
    She caught her breath and held it but didn’t open her eyes, not even when the dress slid off her body. The cool air washed over her skin, pebbling her nipples further. And for a long, agonizing moment, nothing happened. Her heart began to rap against the wall of her chest.
     
    Then he touched her. His fingertips stroked the line of her jaw, the length of her neck and she began to draw shallow breaths. Those wicked fingers crawled down between her breasts, tiptoed down to her abdomen and tickled her bikini line, just above the lacy top of her panties.
     
    Drowning, she clenched her hands atop the comforter. The wispy material covering her pussy gave way beneath the tug of his hand and Tess felt exposed and deliciously sexy. This was crazy. Unimaginable. Decadent. And she didn’t want it to stop.
     
    “Do you know how beautiful you are?” The heated words spilled over her and for a moment her eyes flickered. “Uh-uh-uh. Closed, remember? It enhances the pleasure.”
     
    That she could believe. The lips of her pussy quivered and a drop of moisture seeped out of the crease.
     
    “So perfect,” Jaxon began to caress the fullness of her lips, absorbing the slickness of her juices. “I’ve never wanted to make love to a woman as much as I do you.”
     
    She moaned. The man was pure sex, each word a seduction, each move intended to send her spiraling into the sweet oblivion of orgasm. His warmth left her for a brief moment but she kept her eyes shut while he undressed, hearing every sound, using her imagination to paint a vivid picture of his