Seduction's Dance (McKingley Series) by Aliyah Burke, McKenna Jeffries Read Free Book Online Page B

her teeth and began to slowly move.
    “Do you now,” he muttered.
    “Oh yes.” She undulated her hips and ground on him.
    “How about me doing that right here?”
    She stared at him, her eyes hazy with desire. “I think you should be doing instead of talking.”
    He rumbled deep in his throat and lifted her off him before slamming her back down.
    “Oh shit!” she cried out.
    He dug his fingers into her hips, working her hard on him. Up and down. He thrust deep and fast. Her lips were parted and her breaths came out in sharp pants and mewls. Water sloshed over the side and he didn’t give a damn. All that mattered was the woman who sat upon his lap, gripping his cock in a vice-like hold.
    There were no words to describe how it felt to be buried inside her. He just wasn’t that articulate of a man. Either that or the word hadn’t been created yet.
    She came hard, back bowing, muscles tightening, and a scream ripped from her throat. The action shoved her breasts up to his mouth and he took the offered treat. Drawing one into his mouth, he sucked hard on it as she continued to work her muscles around his cock. With a nip, he moved to her other breast and did the same.
    His balls had tightened and he knew he couldn’t hold out anymore. She rolled her hips and kept moving even as she worked through the remnants of her orgasm. Releasing a low growl, he shot his seed deep into her.
    It hit them both at the same time—her eyes flew open and they stared at one another, breathing hard and deep. He anticipated her move and countered it, keeping her where she was. On his cock. Where he wanted her.
    Did he want her pregnant? No. Not at this moment. Was he sorry for coming inside her? Also a no. Being inside her without a condom had been heavenly.
    “Stay,” he muttered, flexing his fingers upon her hips.
    She did and he smoothed some hair away from her face. Her features were flushed, lips parted. He reached into the water and came up with their hands joined, fingers intertwined. Brushing a kiss along the back of her hand, he continued to stare into her eyes.
    “Let’s go out to dinner,” he said softly.
    “Why?”
    “Because I want to take you out.”
    “I don’t have anything to wear.”
    He shook his head. “Bullshit. I know you, Shannon. You carry an extra set of clothes in your bag.”
    “So causal?”
    “Yes.” Although he would love to see her in a dress. Long or short, it didn’t matter. Something tight that showed off her figure.
    “Right now?” She tightened around him and he hardened inside her.
    “Nope, not right now. We’re taking a bath. Allowing the salts to revive us.”
    “Feels like someone is already revived,” she teased with a lift of her lips.
    He winked at her and began to move. “So I am.”
    They remained in the bath for a while before climbing out and drying off. She ignored his shirt and walked naked through to where her bag sat. He loved how unashamed she was of her body.
    He observed her, tucking a towel around his waist, as she dug through and pulled out a pair of warm-up pants and a T-shirt. Followed by that were bra and panties. Five minutes later they were both dressed and in his kitchen.
    “Come on,” he said, closing the fridge and forgoing his attempt to find something to eat.
    “Where are we going?”
    “Miniature golf.”
    A smile lifted her lips, making him pleased with her reaction.
    “Let’s go.”
    He walked to the door with her only to stop on the porch then led her to his garage after making a decision. Opening the door, he smiled at her whistle of appreciation.
    “Damn.”
    He stared with pride over his classic truck collection. Lately he’d not been able to spend as much time on them as he’d like.
    “Which one are we taking?”
    He loved the anticipation in her voice. “The ’31 Ford AA.”
    “Awesome.”
    She hurried over to the medium-blue colored truck. Her fingers glossed over it as if she were touching a lover, gently and without hurry. He