Stark Naked by Desiree Holt Read Free Book Online

was up with that? She wasn’t even sure she liked him, never mind… Never mind what? She was desperately scrambling for some sanity in a situation that had stolen it all away. Matt’s hand, his mouth, his body were destroying her. She couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe.
    Sweeping her up in his arms, he headed for the stairs.
    “Bedroom?” he asked, his face still so close she was drowning in his eyes.
    “Matt…” The protest sounded weak even to her.
    With his mouth on hers, he said, “I’m not going to fuck you on the couch like some after-hours quickie. Believe it or not, I have more class than that. And trust me, Reenie, Davenport. I’m going to fuck you within an inch of your life. So, bedroom?”
    “On the right,” she managed in a feeble voice, her body trembling with an unexpected explosion of need.
    And then he was striding into her bedroom—thank God she’d tidied it and made the bed—and standing her on her feet.
    “Just so you know, I’m not giving you a chance to change your mind.” His hands roamed up and down her back as he talked. “I know what you’ll do. And I want you too badly to give you that choice.”
    He slipped his hands beneath the soft material of the sweater and slid them up along her rib cage until he found her breasts and took their weight in his palm. His mouth was touching hers again, as if lifting it away now might break the link between them. His hands were like individual flames searing her even through the thin satin of her bra. When his thumbs grazed her nipples, electricity shot through her and suddenly her panties were soaked with her arousal. Reenie didn’t think she’d ever wanted a man as badly as she wanted this one.
    “I took one look at you,” he murmured, “and I was dead meat. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a woman this much. Let me look at you. I have to see you.”
    His eyes were those of a predator, devouring her everywhere they looked. Her head was spinning, disconnected from her body, leaving her wrapped in a cloud of intense sensations. Every place his gaze landed she felt zapped by electricity, a lightning bolt that shot straight to her core.
    And God help her, that was what she wanted too. That and a lot more.
     
    Matt moved enough to ease the sweater over her head and then tossed it aside, eyes glued to the ivory skin he’d exposed. Almost reverently, he ran one fingertip across the upper swell of her breasts and up to touch the hollow of her throat where her pulse beat wildly. The fierce throbbing told him she was as aroused as he was. When he reached behind her to unclasp the bra, her breasts sprang free and his head dipped almost automatically so he could close his lips around one nipple. It peaked and hardened in his mouth.
    Heaven.
    Not in his wildest, most erotic dreams could he have imagined that making love to Reenie Davenport would ever be like this.
    He sucked on it, pulling and licking and nibbling as if it was the last morsel he’d ever taste. He loved feeling the pebbled surface on his tongue, loved the heat of the silken flesh in his palm. When he moved to the other breast a low moan vibrated in her throat, echoing in his own body and sending shards of electric heat to his balls. Jesus . This woman turned his body upside down like no other woman ever had.
    He had to force himself to go slowly, to ease her slacks and panties down her hips and legs, lifting each foot out of the pooled material and brushing it away. His hands caressed the velvet surface of her slim thighs and toned calves, touching, smoothing, pausing to place kisses here, there. Kneeling between her legs, he brushed his fingers over the soft nest of curls at the top of her sex before gently opening the lips of her cunt. Leaning forward, he inhaled her scent then touched her clit with the tip of his tongue.
    Reenie jerked beneath his hands at the contact and clutched at him with her fingers, rocking slightly and moaning again, a delicious sound that echoed