A Major Seduction by Marie Harte Read Free Book Online

lightheaded, and so
turned on she wondered if she might combust on the spot.
    He groaned and deepened the kiss, and she gripped his
shoulders and tried to yank him closer, but it was like pulling on an oak. He
wouldn’t budge. Instead, he controlled her with nothing more than his mouth.
    Using his lips and tongue, the gentle nip of his teeth, he
coaxed her to kiss him back, to let him inside her mouth and do whatever the
hell he pleased. When she’d reached the end of her breath, he pulled back,
panting.
    “ Fuck. You tell
me, yes or no, if we’re going to see where that leads.”
    “Um.” He’d frazzled her brain.
    Then he used that smooth, low voice, the one that never
failed to make her wet. Not that he’d ever used it on her before. It was the one he’d used on those women he wanted to
fuck. “You on anything, honey?”
    Oh, honey. He’d pour it over himself and demand she lick it
up. Yum. “Wh-what?”
    He nipped her throat, and she arched into him.
    “You on birth control?”
    “Yeah. Why?”
    He kissed her again, and she sagged into his hold. Before
she knew it, he’d carried her down the hall into a spare bedroom. He put her
down in front of the bed. “Yes or no, Maria?”
    “To what?” Not her fault she couldn’t function. He made it
worse when he cupped her breasts and squeezed. “Oh my God.”
    “We’re going to see where that kiss leads, aren’t we?” He
pinched her nipples, and she squirmed, aroused beyond need into desperation.
    “I-I… Yes, okay?”
she snapped then yanked him down for another kiss.
    His chuckle against her lips disappeared when she grazed his
taut abdomen.
    All teasing ended, and the kiss grew into something so much
more. Then any control she thought she might have had in her seduction
disappeared, without a trace.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Mike couldn’t understand why he wasn’t moving faster. He
wanted to fuck her like crazy. But he didn’t want to stop kissing her. Or
touching the ripe breasts and hard little nipples under his callused palms. Or
miss out on sliding down her body and going to town on that smooth, bare pussy
he couldn’t stop seeing in his mind’s eye.
    With such a gourmet feast, where to start?
    The kiss, of course. But he wanted a naked kiss. He pulled
back from her mouth, loving the sleepy-eyed sensuality in her sky-blue eyes. He
knew the look of a woman in lust, and Maria wanted him. No doubt.
    Reaching slowly for her top, not wanting to but knowing he
had to give her the option to change her mind about him, he pulled it up and
off her, praying she let him finish this. He had to put an end to his soaring
lust. Especially since she’d caused it and now no other woman would do.
    He noted the light blue lace bra she wore but didn’t care
about anything but taking it off her. He fumbled at the back clasp before
finally releasing it. The lace fell to her feet, and he stared down at
perfection.
    “I don’t—Mike—” She gasped as he took one ripe bud in his
mouth and sucked. He teethed the nipple, gratified by her short, choppy breaths
and groans for more. Alternating his mouth to her other nipple, he played with
its twin, keeping her in a high state of arousal.
    “Please, Mike. Touch me,” she begged.
    “Where?” he asked against her breast, knowing exactly what
she needed. He’d never been so hard in his life, and he wanted nothing more
than to sink inside her heat.
    She took his hand at her breast and slid it down her flat
belly to the waistband of her cotton pants.
    He unfastened them and trailed his hand down, cupping her
over her underwear, pleased to find her so damp.
    “No, in me.” She moaned, rubbing against him.
    He sucked her nipple deep, then let her go and straightened,
his hand still over her panties, trapped beneath her pants. “Take off the rest
of your clothes,” he ordered.
    She blinked at him, her carnal need and innocence making a
mess of his emotions. How the hell this had turned from a need to fuck into a
need