Captured: Hunted Love #3 by Aden Lowe Read Free Book Online Page B

to taste her mouth again. The tender skin just inside her lips intrigued him to no end. And then the edges of her teeth. Each kiss became a journey of discovery with her tongue as the treasure waiting to be won. He took his time, savoring every rasp of her tongue against his. All while his fingers skimmed up her arms, across the delicate ridges of her collar bones and down to the top of her breasts.
    He would have been content for that kiss to go on forever, but the silken skin under his fingers beckoned, and he needed to taste it, too. Her lips clung to his in protest when he started to draw back and work his way down, but he persevered to trace her jawbone with his tongue. The smooth skin there proved especially sensitive and she moaned as her head dropped back to give him better access.
    The satiny column of her neck arched to lead him to the delicate hollow at the base, and the contours of her upper chest. And then the swell of her breasts captivated him. He caught her ass cheeks to pull her close and rub his confined erection against her belly. Damn, if he wasn't careful, he'd come before he even got it out of his jeans.
    The insistent pulsing of his cock forced him to pause a moment, just long enough to open his jeans and relieve a little of the pressure. Rita gave a little sigh and slid her hand between them and into the front of his underwear to smooth her fingers across the head of his cock.
    His knees went weak as his hips rolled, begging her for more. She complied and shoved both jeans and underwear down, freeing him. Desperation drove him to take action and he turned them to bring the backs of her legs to the edge of the bed. Her hand slid down his shaft and back up, urging him to hurry.
    He fumbled to open her jeans and finally managed to shove them down. "Sit for me."
    The thirty seconds he allowed himself to look down at her, to admire her delicate features and the sheen of her hair, nearly pushed him too far. Unable to wait, he bent to pull off the leather boots that stopped just above her ankles, and her jeans followed in a heartbeat.
    He straightened to find she held an opened condom ready. But first she leaned to tease him with tiny kisses and licks. His hands sank into her hair and fisted. Luminous blue eyes stared up at him while her kiss-swollen lips parted and slipped over the head with a tight suction that threatened to undo him instantly. By some miracle, he managed to hold onto his sanity while she loved him with that gorgeous mouth, but far too soon, she withdrew with a little moan.
    "I want more of that later. But first…" She placed the condom over him and rolled it down, torturing him with gentle strokes to his balls at the same time, then lay back with languid grace.
    And there she lay before him, parted and moist, waiting. All his intentions flew out the window. He'd spent hours anticipating what it would be like to open the metal clasps on the front of that corset, to free her breasts for his hands and mouth. But now that the time had come, nothing was more important than getting inside her.
    The bed sat on a sort of platform, probably meant to discourage motel guests from hiding bodies under it, which made it higher than a standard bed. Perfect height actually. At least for his purpose.
    He slipped his arms under her knees and slid her toward him, bringing her ass to the edge of the bed. He moved forward between her thighs and her eyes flared with the realization of his intent.
    The first contact with her slick flesh made him hiss with anticipation. She writhed against him, seeking more.
    The fragile thread of his self-control snapped and he drove into her with one frantic thrust. Rita's nails dug into his forearms and she gave a sharp cry.
    Damn, he'd hurt her! He froze, heart pounding. "Are you okay?"
    She writhed on him. "I will be when you fuck me."
    No further encouragement needed, he withdrew and thrust again and again, harder and faster. The little sounds she made spurred him on, every