A Touch of Summer by Evie Hunter Read Free Book Online

fought against the desire to move her hands, wanting nothing more than to hold his head there as he sucked hungrily.
    He turned his attention to her other breast, and she whimpered. It was too much. 'Flynn, I can’t, I … Please, I need to come.'
    Flynn raised his head. His eyes were almost black with desire, the gold flecks glimmering. 'Not until I say and only if I say.'
    He licked greedily at the hollow between her breasts, removing all traces of the wolfberry juice, before taking a meandering path along her abdomen. Summer closed her eyes, focussing on the sensation of his mouth on her skin. When he slid between her thighs, forcing them apart, she moaned. Then he was gone.
    Summer heard rustling and she opened her eyes. Flynn was searching the medical kit. What was he up to now? She was on the edge, barely hanging on. The urge to squeeze her thighs together to get some relief was overwhelming. 'What are you…?'
    'Have you ever played doctors and nurses?' Flynn gave her a wicked smile. Without waiting for her response, he unrolled a cotton bandage. He raised her left knee, passing the bandage around it. The last loop of the bandage he fixed to the centre of her bra and tugged, making sure that it was firmly in place.
    Summer wriggled. She couldn’t move. A cool breeze blew in from the sea. In this position, she felt exposed, helpless and unbearably excited. She could do nothing without his permission. Flynn was in charge and, god help her, she had never felt so hot. But she would never admit it. Not to him.
    'Do you like that?' he asked.
    Summer tightened her lips and refused to answer.
    'Oh, I think you do. Let’s see if we can make it more interesting.' He reached into his pocket and took out a berry with which he caressed her bottom lip. 'I want you to hold this between your teeth. If you bite it, everything stops. Do you understand?'
    'Yes,' she croaked out the word.
    'And I’ll be doing my best to make sure that you do. Now, close your eyes.'
    'Bastard,' she got the word out before he popped the berry between her teeth. Surely Flynn couldn’t be such a sadist? She held the berry carefully, not wanting to squash it.
    With her eyes closed, each sensation was heightened. She could hear the waves crashing on the beach and a seagull overhead. She could smell the tang of the sea air. A rattle distracted her, followed by the hiss of an aerosol. What was he?
    She jerked in shock as an icy film was sprayed on one nipple and then the other. Summer struggled, trying not to bite down on the berry. Swear words came out in a muffled, incoherent jumble. Contrasting with her sun-heated skin, her nipples were icy cold, diamond hard peaks that almost hurt.
    But his hands and mouth were warm as they caressed her skin, teasing a path to her core. Summer arched her hips and received a sharp pinch on her nipple. She concentrated hard, trying not to bite down. It felt too good. He couldn’t stop now.
    A hot breath fanned her mons, and she shivered as Flynn traced a slow torturing finger around her clit. He plunged it inside her, and she gave a muffled cry, scrunching her eyes tightly shut. Don’t bite. Don’t bite.
    'Mmmmm, hot and sweet and so very wet. Now open your eyes. I want you to watch.' She forced them open, blinking, and the smouldering heat in his glance made her shiver. Flynn pumped his finger slowly inside her, the delicious sensation against her sensitive nerve endings making her want to scream. She clenched her inner muscles seeking more pressure and received a sharp tap on her thigh.
    'Naughty,' he said. 'Only when I say so.'
    He added a second finger, and she almost bit down. Summer twisted her head from side to side as he continued his sensual massage. His thrusting fingers moved faster, ramping up the intensity. She wanted to beg, to scream at him. Instead she concentrated on breathing and trying not to clench her teeth. The first wave of a massive orgasm shot through her. Like a tidal wave, it went on and on,