Hot Pursuit: Hot Zone, Book 5 by Denise A. Agnew Read Free Book Online Page B

his movements as her body sang. Twisting, she tried to reach her peak, but it remained out of reach.
    Vic fumbled with the front closure on her bra. He snapped it open, and he gazed at her breasts with obvious heat. “Jesus, you’re beautiful.”
    She’d never considered her thirty-four C chest good or bad, but the hunger in his eyes said he craved what he saw. When his tongue licked one nipple, then the other, she squirmed and groaned. He grazed on her breasts, tasting, licking, drawing them into his mouth. Vic suckled, swirled his tongue over her flesh. She’d never experienced so much pleasure she could barely stand it. Slowly, he traveled down until his lips traced over her quivering stomach, heading toward the source of her frustration. Her clit throbbed, her body aching to reach a completion. She wanted it, ached for it.
    “Vic.” She gasped, terrified he’d stop.
    “Shhh,” his deep voice rasped, a velvet and steel voice that promised and teased. “Easy, baby.”
    Baby. The feminist in her demanded he stop calling her that. The woman writhing beneath the hot stroke of his tongue melted under the sexual nuance in his voice and wanted him to keep saying it. Groaning it as he fucked her. Just the image flashing through her head sent wild need scrambling through her body.
    He touched already highly-sensitized flesh. Her heartbeat hammered, her breath coming quickly. Please, she couldn’t stand this anymore. She wanted—
    His tongue touched her through her panties. Oh. Oh God “Vic.”
    He glanced up, and their gazes locked in the dimness. “Want me to stop?”
    “No.” Never.
    He slipped his fingers into her panties and with one quick movement they snapped right off her hips, and he tossed them aside. He didn’t apologize. He didn’t look sorry.
    Holy—
    He’d just ripped her panties off. Heat shot through her center, and a rush of moisture between her legs said it all. Her cheeks flushed, her heart pounded. A litany ran through her head.
    Now, Vic. Now.
    His eyes glittered with hunger, and he dipped his head. For long moments he tasted her, licking with soft attention around her wetness. And she was so very aroused. As if he knew her desperation, he swept his touch over her clit. She gasped, moaned as he stimulated her with long, slow licks and fast, hot brushes. Clutching at the sheets, she gasped, panted, begged for relief. She spread her thighs wider, lifted her hips, bucked under the never-ending delicious torture.
    Lucy almost cursed him. Instead, when he moaned against her flesh and stuck his tongue inside her, she came apart. She screamed. A long, high, whimpering sound as her body writhed in sweet fulfillment. As she tumbled from the peak, he slid two fingers deep into her sensitive flesh. She gasped as he moved his fingers back and forth inside her. He settled his tongue on her clit, fluttered gently as he caressed her inside. Before she could say one word in utter amazement, she climaxed again. Heat surged up from her pulsing center and spread up through her chest and face in a glorious pleasure. She whimpered in bone-melting ecstasy.
    “Lucy, I can’t wait any longer. I want you.” His voice asked for fulfillment, the guttural, husky quality sending a delicious thrill through her.
    As she came down from the fire, he moved to the bed beside her. She reached for the bedside drawer. After fishing out the condom box and handing it to him, she waited. The box tore, he made quick work of it, and before she knew it he had returned to her.
    She knew this time would be quick and dirty, a testament to pure sexual desire. Later, perhaps much later, they’d slow it way down.
    Vic lowered his hips between her thighs as he braced above her on his forearms. He kissed her as his cock head touched her aroused center. With steady but gentle deliberation, he pushed within. His thickness spread her wide and deep until he touched something inside her that set off a firestorm of sensation. She whimpered with