Assassin's Promise, The Red Team Series, Book 5 by Elaine Levine Read Free Book Online Page A

her straddle him, facing him.
    “You ever do it on stairs?” he asked. She shook her head. “It’s like a sex gym.” His cock was between them, resting against her thigh. He reached around her to unfasten her bra. It was a front opening clasp. He traced the band to the front and opened it, releasing all of her to his view.  
    He swallowed hard as he looked up at her. She wasn’t large breasted, but she wasn’t small either. She wondered briefly if she pleased him—a concern she’d never had before. He cupped her breasts in his hands and grinned as if he’d just been given his favorite toy. She arched her back, pressing herself forward, hungry to join with him.  
    His hands were warm on her soft flesh. He kissed the top of her breasts, the sides, nuzzling them. When he licked her nipples, she drew a sharp breath in. She put her hands on his shoulders, felt him flex as he moved forward to taste her.  
    “Greer—I need you.”
    He pulled back and looked up at her. Leaving her breasts to their own heavy weight, he stroked her thighs, then rubbed his cock against her core. She lifted a bit. He held himself to her opening. She slowly lowered herself over him. He was wide and hard. Her slick body took him all the way in. She wanted to push up and down over him, but he held her hips still. He was throbbing inside her. Tension tightened his face.
    She moved his hands to her breasts and held them there as she moved over him. She controlled their joining, moving at the speed she wished until he touched her clit and sent her spiraling into an orgasm.  
    When the waves eased away, he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her until her breathing returned to normal. She realized he hadn’t come yet. He was still like iron inside her. She rocked her hips against his. He hissed a breath, then eased her off his lap. He caught her hand and started up the stairs. At the landing, she moved in front of him.
    Halfway up the stairs, he said, “Remi, wait.”
    She stopped and looked back at him. “Bend over.”
    “Here?”
    He nodded. “Right here. Right now.”
    She did as he asked. She was sprawled over a couple of steps on the second upward set of stairs. He moved her legs farther apart and entered her. Leaning over her, he knelt on the step below her and braced himself on the step above her. She felt him sweep the hair from her neck, then kiss the back of her neck, her shoulder. Each long thrust into her made her nipples brush against the stair under her. She felt so much of him this way. She didn’t want it to end, but she was already close to peaking again.
    His hand stroked the length of her back, moved around front, and caught her breast. He moved it down her ribs, going between her hips to play with her clitoris. She never thought she could orgasm like she did right there on the stairs. She cried out, pressing herself back against him.  
    When he pulled out of her, he was still hard. He led her up to the top step. Her body was still heated and hungry. He sat on the top step and drew her onto his lap. He kissed her chest, her neck, her chin. He leaned her back and bent over her to tongue her breast as he entered her.  
    She caught the banister and held on to his wide upper arm. “I’m going to fall, Greer.”
    “Never gonna happen. Not while you’re in my arms. Hold on to me and let yourself go.”
    He filled her completely. When he straightened, he leaned her against him. His tempo increased. One hand held her hip, the other her back, pressing her breasts to his chest. She lifted his face so she could kiss him. Midway through the kiss his orgasm hit. He pistoned inside of her, pumping hard and fast, sending her off again at the same time he found his own release.
    He smiled as she came down from the high of passion. She touched his cheek and smiled back. He caught her face, bringing her to him for a kiss, one that promised the night was long from over.  
    He stood, lifting her with him, keeping their bodies