All That He Wants by Olivia Thorne Read Free Book Online Page B

myself against the table, my legs were so weak.
    Taking that for some sort of a sign, he used both of his hands to grab my ass and lift me up so that I was sitting on the table. Good Lord, he was strong – I felt like a doll in his hands as he just picked me up and moved me at his whim.
    My hand lost contact with the bulge in his pants, but I didn’t have time to think about that. As he returned to kissing me on the mouth, his fingers started brushing the curves of my breasts through my blouse.
    He would start on the outside edges near my arm and slowly spiral in with the lightest touch, then brush the backsides of his fingers over my nipples. Normally they don’t get that hard unless I’m really turned on; at the moment, I felt like they could probably cut diamonds. He kept playing with my breasts, alternating kissing me on the lips and nuzzling my ear, until I was quivering and moaning.
    Then he stepped back and stared into my eyes as he undid the buttons on my blouse. Then he pulled it off my shoulders and arms until I was sitting there in my bra.
    It’s funny what goes through your mind, but one single thought emerged from the overwhelming wave of desire coursing through my body:
    Thank God I wore a lacy, pretty bra this morning.
    And matching panties.
    Of course, the bra didn’t stay on for long.
    Neither did the panties.
    He leaned in for a kiss, and his arms encircled me. As his lips and tongue met mine, I felt his expert fingers unsnap the bra from the back, and the straps relaxed.
    I started to shrug it off, but he stopped me.
    “No. I want to do it,” he said, his voice hoarse with longing.
    I nodded silently. He moved down to my shoulders, kissing and licking as he slowly slid the strap off my left shoulder. Then he switched to the right. Finally he moved down to the swell of my breasts, and he ohhhh so slowly pulled away the bra like he was savoring the moment as his tongue traced my cleavage.
    Then the bra fell entirely away. I felt his mouth close hot and wet around my left nipple and suck at it, caressing it with his tongue. His other hand, huge and powerful, cupped my right breast.
    I didn’t scream, exactly, but I moaned a hell of a lot louder.
    I arched my back towards him, my entire body quivering. He moved from one nipple to the other, then back again, sucking, licking, tracing his tongue around the curves of my breast, pressing them both together so that his tongue could move from one to the other.
    Oh God oh God oh God I was about to explode.
    I couldn’t really say I was thinking about anything – coherent thought was beyond my abilities at that moment – but I really, really wanted to touch him again.
    You know where.
    No matter how good it felt, I pushed him away.
    He looked up at me, puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing,” I whispered, and moved my hands down to his belt. “I just want this.”
    As my fingers closed on that massive shape in his pants, he groaned and closed his eyes.
    I undid the zipper and slipped my hand inside. Through the front flap of his boxers, I could feel scalding hot skin, huge and thick – but it was the base. The tip was quite a ways away, and there was no way I was going to be able to reposition him comfortably – not with his pants on.
    I moved my hand up, undid the belt, then unfastened the button at his waistline.
    His shaft was so big and so hard, it still held up his pants.
    I decided I wanted to get a little bit closer, if you know what I mean.
    Actually, I didn’t decide. I yearned to get closer. I was desperate to get closer.
    I slid off the table and knelt in front of him, the plush carpet soft beneath my knees.
    I gently tugged at his pants until they peeled away from his waist and fell to the ground.
    Wow.
    Beneath his black cotton boxers, the shape looked even bigger. Almost intimidating as it strained against the cloth.
    But there was even more good stuff besides that.
    His thighs were muscular and tan, gorgeous and powerful.
    I slid one