Mere Temptation by Daisy Harris Read Free Book Online

together and, hoping he didn’t see, pressed her hand over her mound to ease the pulsing ache. The sooner they both got off, the better. A few blow jobs and he’d tire of her, and she could go back to her life. Sidon stroked his hand softly through her hair, but when she reached for his belt, he lifted her to her feet.
    “You are so sexy, and I want you to do that, but I want to lie down with you. Will you come?”
    Despite being about to go down on him in the living room, the idea of going to his bedroom made her nervous. He would never force himself on her, but her self control was teetering on the edge. Sidon seemed to understand because he led her over to the cushions of the sofa instead.
    Next to her on the soft expanse of white, he kissed her with a slow, deliberate passion that left her breathless. At first she wondered why he wasn’t pressing further, but her thoughts washed away in a sea of ruthless kisses and gentle hands. He stroked her shoulders and neck, before lightly trailing along the edges of her breast. His deft fingers would venture toward the peaked center, over the delicate tissue of her areola. Then his touch would drift outward again; soon Isa was arching up toward him, offering her flesh like bonbons on a plate.
    He began to circle one nipple through her shirt till it stiffened and puckered. The sensation shot straight to her core, tearing her between offering him the other side and pressing herself into his hand.
    Isa rolled to straddle his hips, pressing her center against the thick ridge on his lap. Sidon brought her closer, and still plundering her mouth, rocked her steadily against him. Despite the clothing between them, they both moaned low at the pressure.
    His musky scent made Isa buck against him and bite into his jumping muscles. He moved to control her frenzied rubbing. She had lost all reason, and she panted and strained against him, her climax just out of reach. Grabbing her roughly, he wrapped one strong hand around her hip and the other in her hair, holding her face to his gaze.
    “Come for me, Isa.” The growl of his voice raked her taut nerves, causing a hot rush of moisture to dampen her shorts. He pressed her along his steely hardness. One, two, three strokes and she cried out with spasms, calling his name while his grasp held her tightly in place.
    Isa’s legs still trembled as he lifted her and started toward his room. Tendrils of concern wove through her mind. This was all so much easier when he was a horny kid. He said please and she said no — simple. The confident male who carried her now would never stoop to such childish games. No, the games the Sidon played now were far more dangerous.

Chapter 4
    Chummed

    Sidon laid Isa flat and caged her small body with his arms. Then he pulsed his tongue into her mouth, trying to taste her every gasp. Her explosion on his lap had been the most erotic thing he’d seen in years. Damn, she was beautiful and hot and so crazy when she got worked up that he’d almost come with her. Though his cock ached at the memory, he needed to go slow, to draw her out and make her want it. Make her want him.
    He pressed kisses into her mound through the material of his boxers before winking and pulling them down with his teeth. Her lower half was naked to him and pale curls framed the glistening folds that had haunted his dreams ever since he first tasted them. She blushed under his stare and pressed her knees together, making him want to kiss her again and again. He wrapped a hand behind each leg and eased them gently apart, watching for every reaction. “Don’t close them again, Isa.”
    Her parted legs shook ever so slightly as she held her sex open, and he touched her mouth one more time, never tiring of the feel of her tongue and cheeks. She captured his finger and suckled, causing his cock to twitch and his heart to lurch. Closing his eyes to regain composure, he moved downward to stroke through her slippery crease. He smiled at her