Sebastian/Aristide (Bayou Heat) by Alexandra Ivy, Laura Wright Read Free Book Online Page B

How crazy was that? “Persistent,” she at last muttered.
    His lips touched her temple before following her hairline to trace the shell of her ear. “Good.”
    She sucked in a deep breath, discovering the exotic musk of his skin was as enticing as his hard, chiseled body and the soft caress of his fingers as they trailed up and down her back.
    “Good?”
    “When I take you, we’ll both know that it’s because you want to.”
    She pulled back to meet his eyes that still glowed with blatant lust. “You’re so certain I want you?”
    “Yes.”
    “Arrogant.”
    He flashed a smile filled with sinful promise as he released her to shrug out of his shirt. Reny nearly choked as she caught her first full glimpse of Sebastian’s bare chest.
    He was delectable.
    Her fingers itched to explore the broad expanse of bronzed skin, lingering on the six-pack before lowering to the cock that was rising and thickening at her appreciative glance.
    Or maybe she’d use her tongue, she abruptly decided, giving up any pretense that she wasn’t eager to finish what they’d started.
    It wasn’t like he didn’t sense her reaction to his striptease.
    Just as she could feel the pulse of his mounting desire beating against her.
    Heat prickled over her skin, her mouth going dry as he kicked off the Italian leather shoes and shoved down the black slacks.
    Oh, man. He looked like he’d been sculpted by an artist.
    The urge to touch him was too much to resist. Reaching out, she was caught off guard when Sebastian shackled her wrist in a strong grip.
    “No,” he growled, the cat so close to the surface that Reny would swear she could sense it.
    She lifted her brows in surprise. “You don’t like my touch?”
    “Too much,” he confessed with blunt honesty, tugging her against his naked body. Reny swallowed a startled gasp at the skin to skin contact. It felt like she was being branded. Claimed in a way she didn’t fully grasp. Sebastian gave a low growl of approval, his smile smug. “The last time I let you to take control, allowing you to take what you needed from me. It’s my turn.”
    His dominance was like a physical push against her. It should have annoyed the hell out of her.
    Reny was far too independent to put up with a man who treated her as anything less than an equal.
    So why was the feel of his raw, predatory strength sending tiny tremors of anticipation through her body?
    Annoyed by her traitorous response, she narrowed her gaze.
    “I like to be in control.”
    His hands skimmed up her back to tangle his fingers in her hair, tilting her head back so he could have full access to the vulnerable length of her neck.
    “Yeah, I noticed.” His lips traced a path of havoc along her jaw, before nibbling down the curve of her throat. “But you’re going to like my way better.”
    Like?
    She was freaking loving it.
    “Oh, really?” she forced herself to mutter, even though she wasn’t fooling anyone.
    He chuckled, swiping a rough tongue over the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder.
    “Sugar, I’m going to make you scream.”
    “You can try.”
    “Ah, a challenge,” he whispered, as his hands slid over her shoulders and toward her aching breasts. “I can be very persuasive when I’m motivated.”
    She made a choked sound as his thumbs brushed over her straining nipples. Why had she never noticed how sensitive they were? Probably because she’d never been touched by Sebastian.
    Just having him near was enough to make her entire body sizzle with eagerness.
    The reluctant acknowledgement had barely formed when it was buried beneath an avalanche of pleasure as his mouth skated over the curve of her breast. Reaching his destination, his lips closed over the tip so his tongue could tease her with merciless skill.
    “Not fair,” she muttered, her fingers shoving into the tawny silk of his hair.
    He turned his head to torment her other breast.
    “I never play fair,” he warned her, lifting his head to meet her