Need Me by Cynthia Eden Read Free Book Online Page B

let go. No more holding back, not for her. No more not taking what she wanted.
    He
was what she wanted. She was going to have him. Right then. Right there.
    Screw everything else. If she was going to be locked up for the rest of her life, she’d make sure that she took one incredible memory with her.

Chapter Five
    He should pull back. Devlin knew he should let her go. They should both just calm the fuck down.
    But he knew he wasn’t letting go. Julianna was rubbing her body against his, kissing him, sliding her sexy little tongue over his lips and into his mouth and driving him beyond all control.
    His cock shoved against the front of his jeans. He was so aroused Devlin was sure the zipper impression would line his dick. He wanted in her, right then.
    He didn’t care where they were. Only Julianna mattered. He’d take her right there.
    Right the fuck there.
    He freed her hands, but just so he could reach for her t-shirt. He yanked it over her head, tossing it onto that fancy marble. Her white bra—looked like some kind of satin or something—pushed her full breasts up toward him. Hell, yes. He touched her breasts. He shoved that bra out of his way. He lifted Julianna up against him and he put his mouth on her breast, sucking her nipple and loving her taste. Lust pounded through him, heating his veins. He couldn’t remember ever wanting another woman this much. Couldn’t remember tasting a woman—and feeling lust burn away every other thought.
    Her legs wrapped around his hips and she arched against him, moaning low in her throat. That sound just electrified him all the more.
    In her. Need in her now. Want her.
    He carried her to the stairs. Could he get her up to the top? To her bedroom? Nothing had ever seemed farther away and—
    “Now, Devlin,” she said, her eyes dark with desire. “
Now.”
    Like he was going to argue with that. Maybe on round number two, he’d have finesse. He’d seduce her. He’d taste every inch of her body and he’d make her scream. But right then, if he didn’t get inside of her, Devlin was sure he’d go insane.
    He lowered her, but only for a moment. Only long enough for her to kick away her shoes and for him to drag down the jeans that covered her hips. And when her jeans went down, so did her panties.
    He almost forgot to breathe. She was so fucking perfect. Flaring hips. A bare sex. Built for temptation. Built for
him.
    “No one else is here,” Julianna said. “I want you…don’t make me wait anymore.” Her voice was husky and far too seductive. He wasn’t making her wait for anything. He pushed her back, lowering her on the stairs. Every inch of her body was silken temptation. She reached for him, but he caught her hands.
    “Baby, I’m holding on by a thread.”
    She licked her lips, a quick swipe of her pink tongue. Sexy as hell. He bent over her. His hands slid along the silken expanse of her thighs and he parted her legs, opening her fully to him. His breath sawed from his lungs as he stared down at her. He wanted to drive deep and hard into her, but he needed Julianna to be ready for him.
    Because he sure wasn’t planning a nice, easy fuck.
    Hard. Deep. Wild.
    He put his mouth on her sex. Her hips heaved up against him, but Julianna didn’t push him away. Her hands flew over his shoulders and her nails sank through the fabric of his shirt. She urged him closer and her legs slipped open even more.
    He licked her. Stroked that perfect pink flesh. Savored her taste, got drunk on it. His fingers slid over her, and she was wet now—from his mouth, from her own arousal. She gasped out his name and rocked her hips against him. Asking for more. Demanding her pleasure.
    Pleasure he couldn’t wait to give to them both.
    His fingers slid inside of her. She was warm and tight and she was going to feel fabulous. But he had to make sure there was no pain for her. Had to make sure that she was right on that edge of sanity with him.
    His fingers pushed into her, moving faster