Hot and Cold by Paige Notaro Read Free Book Online Page A

coming alive all at once. This was how he had taken me the first time we met. Now, it was in my car.
    This was a promise that we would go on.
    I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him harder on me. His muscles stamped themselves on my body.
    I wanted as much of him in me as he could fit. I wanted to know his strength better than anyone in a cage ever would.
    His hunger moved to my chest. He pulled my shirt up and off. My own voice rang in my ears as he pulled down my bra and descended on my tips in one by one. He went back and forth, licking hot and blowing cold, until I felt as hard a diamond.
    I pawed his handsome face, but I couldn’t hold him back if I wanted. He had a hunger for me. I could only watch myself be consumed.
    Sean’s attention moved down. He flipped open my skirt. His steam breath lapped at my center. His kisses moved closer.
    I cried out as he finally pushed my panties aside and flicked across my entrance. He nuzzled in and sucked me between his lips.
    My world exploded white hot. I bucked and writhed. I felt full of a pulsing electric beat that had nowhere to escape.
    “Mmm,” his voice wound up my body. “I like this wet quality you’ve added to the flavor. Could you bring it out more for me?”
    “Mmm hmm,” I said as his tongue bore in deeper.
    “Oh yeah. Just like that.”
    He ploughed my folds with his tongue, harder and deeper. My world felt like it might crack open.
    The car vanished around me. I felt like I might fall. I flailed around looking for something to hold onto, but just knocked my little statue to the floor. I didn’t even give a damn.
    Just when I thought I couldn’t bear it, he moved his mouth to lap my entrance whole. The end came crashing down.
    “Oh, Jesus,” I cried out, gripping the bristling dome of his head, and pressing him in harder.
    I shook over and over as the pleasure bloomed around me. His mouth stayed firm, doing one victory lap after another. Finally, I gasped and let him go.
    He came up and kissed me. My own wetness dripped to my face from his. It smelled like both of us together.
    “You good, baby?” he asked.
    “So good.”
    “You ready for the second course?”
    “Second course?”
    “Well, you’re not going to have time to space it out once we’re seeing each other just a day or two each week.”
    He shifted and zipped down his pants. His hardness pressed at my entrance.
    “Oh god, Sean,” I said. “I’ll make time. Show me how much you want me.”
    His eyes narrowed into thin green slits. “I want all of you all the time.”
    He slid into me as sleek as the finish to his fight. I cried out at the fullness of him, throbbing deep within me.
    He kissed me deep into the leather seats. “I want to see you make that face and pour out that voice every single day.”
    Sean started to shift, rocking us softly, his hands laced behind my head. I felt like I was being cradled, but all he was doing was making me hornier and more alive and awake than ever.
    “I want to watch you as I fuck you,” he said. “I want to move in all the ways that make you feel good.”
    I pressed back against him. His eyes flew wide.
    “I want that, too,” I cooed.
    “You’ll get it baby,” he growled. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll bring you the goddamn fucking world.”
    He sped up. I watched his gorgeous body move, still cased in the suit. It was damp and wrinkled and barely able to contain the motions of his muscles as they ran in me deeper and deeper.
    His eyes were dim with pleasure. Just the simple pleasure of moving in my body, of being with me, even in this tiny little space.
    All we needed was this.
    The ache and satisfaction of him in me built so high, I couldn’t see anymore. I grabbed him and clutched him down but he just went faster and faster.
    It was like holding a machine. This was the man in the cage, and I had just found his source of power.
    It came each time he dipped deeper in me.
    I moaned out, but he wouldn’t even grant me that.