A Stormy Spring (27 page)

‘Hey, baby. Not interested in the news?’ The deep voice rumbled in his chest, vibrating through her system.

Running a critical eye over his face, she decided he still looked tired and a tiny bit stressed. Well, she was going to do something about that.

He moved to rise but she placed the palm of her hand on his chest.

‘No, don’t get up. I’m not interested in the news. But I am
very
interested in you,’ she purred in a way that made his eyes go sharp and dark brows fly into his hair.

She pressed a finger to his lips, bent over and nuzzled his ear.

On cue strong arms wound around her waist.

She nipped his earlobe and spoke with a perfect imitation of his accent, ‘Ah, ah. No touching,
Senor
. And no speaking either.’

He blinked up into her face.

A big smile bloomed in his features and somewhere in the region of her heart a warm feeling heated her from within. God, he looked magnificent when he smiled like that. The last time she’d seen him so relaxed and real was the night they’d met. And Becca knew she wanted to see that face again and again.

She caught her hair in a top knot and secured it with a hair tie. Then slowly, slowly she slid off her robe.

His reaction was all she’d hoped for and more. His eyes bugged out of his head as his jaw dropped. The inhale of breath made her smile.

Her voice purred low in her throat, ‘Take off the sweater,
Senor
.’

‘
Querida
?’

‘No speaking!’ He blinked at her tone and bit down hard on his bottom lip as he stripped off his sweater looking to her for direction.

‘Lie back,’ she growled.

He did as she asked his eyes dancing into hers and she decided to remove the smug look from that fabulous face.

‘Unbutton your jeans. Let’s see if you’ve gone commando, again.’

His tongue ran over his top lip. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, all the while his eyes never left hers. They were filled to the brim with a dark excitement. Oh, yes, he was enjoying this. Sure enough, he had gone commando. She didn’t bother to hide the deep purr in her throat and the sound had his pupils dilate even as a flush heated his slashing cheekbones.

‘Take them off,
Senor
.’

He couldn’t hide his smile now as his powerful erection bounced free and he dropped his jeans on the floor and lay back. She moved to the bottom of the couch and looked her fill of that big beautiful body. He was all lean muscle, long legs with muscular thighs. His blunt tipped erection stood thick, proud and rock hard. Her gaze travelled over the lean hip bones, a flat tummy and up over a wide muscular torso covered in fine silky black hair that veed back down in a path to happiness ending at his groin. His hand moved to stroke his erection and she shook her head. He lifted his brows and fisted his hands at his sides.

‘I said no touching. That means no touching me and no touching yourself. I think to remove temptation you need to put both hands behind your back, under your buttocks.’

After a brief hesitation he did as she asked.

She turned her back to let him see how the cute little panties hugged her bottom. He had a thing about her bottom, apparently he couldn’t get enough of it. Rolling her hips she treated him to an erotic little dance before she knelt at the bottom of the couch and began to crawl up his delectable strong body. Those dark eyes studied her breasts and a secret smile twitched the lips of his full kissable mouth.

She was going to feast on that mouth, in a minute.

Dance meant that Becca’s body was a tool she could apply to do her wishes and she utilised it now to sinuously slide up his torso like a snake. Her breasts covered in silk and lace pressed against his erection as she arched her back up and down. The tip of her tongue flicked and licked over the tip of his cock and the jolt of his body made her hum in triumph.

Humour had fled now to be replaced with something darker in his eyes. She recognised a brutal arousal. Excellent. Her mouth suckled around his groin, his balls and his breathing hitched in his throat as she travelled exquisitely slowly up past his pulsing cock to the hard flat tummy and used the firm tip of her tongue to toy with his belly button. A low groan was torn from his throat as his erection jerked against the satin covering of her breasts.

She had all the time in the world and took it to explore his ribs with her tongue, her lips and her teeth. While she gorged on a bullet hard little nipple plucking fingers played with the other, his head arched back exposing his neck and his erection was pistoned into her tummy by desperate thrusts of his hips.

‘Naughty boy. Stay still or I’ll tie you up.’

Stunned silence greeted her statement as he went utterly still. Becca risked a peek at his face. He was staring at her as if he’d never seen her before. You ain’t seen nuthin yet, big boy. Lying flat out stretched on top of him, she caught his face between her hands and plundered his mouth. His shocked groan resonated from the point of contact and arrowed through her system to pulse in her breasts and hot between her legs.

His tongue attempted to plunder, to dominate, but she wouldn’t permit that.

Resting her arms on his chest she raised her head and kept her eyes dead on his.

‘This is all about you,
darling
,’ she informed him and felt shock shudder through him as she used the endearment in a perfect imitation of his own low rumble. ‘I am going to suck you hard. You will empty your seed into my mouth. Do I make myself perfectly clear,
Senor
?’

When he did nothing but simply stare at her, she cocked a brow.

Lucas swallowed audibly and gave a jerky nod. Perfect.

With the same care she worked her way back down his body and by the time she reached his straining cock his breath was coming in fast little pants in his throat.

She rose before him and licked her lips.

Lucas took in great gulps of air.

‘Bend your knees,’ she commanded.

He did as he was told with a reluctance that brought a laugh to her throat. And she wondered how far she could push him. After all it was only fair, he’d done it to her and she hadn’t complained or looked so pitiful.

‘Take your knees up to your chest.’

His dark eyes went like saucers.

‘Becca,’ her name was the merest whisper.

She didn’t miss the pleading note but she hardened her heart.

‘Do it!’

With a shaky breath, Lucas pulled his knees into his chest exposing every single marvellous part of his rock hard manhood to her hungry gaze and starving mouth.

She caught a couple of big cushions, tossed them on the floor and knelt between his legs.

His aching moan of sheer sexual frustration burned a path between her breasts and the hot pulsing bead between her legs. Her panties were already wet. Good God, who knew pleasuring a man could be such a turn on?

The swollen, hard length of his shaft wept for her.

Arousal hit her belly hotter than a shot of tequila.

‘I am going to lick and suck you. You will not hold back your orgasm. Do I make myself clear?’

‘
Si
,’ he said with a painful moan.

But she started with his balls, gently sucking each one into her mouth, licking and nuzzling until his cries were uncontrollable. When she finally took his length in her hot wet mouth, he nearly levitated off the couch, one foot hit the floor to anchor himself to the earth.

Becca let him get away with it since his hands were still fisted behind him.

But no matter how much she worked to bring him to completion she knew he was holding back his release.

Determination stiffened her spine as he popped out of her mouth and she sat back on her heels to study him.

Eyes tightly closed, Lucas’s face was an exquisite exercise in sheer willpower.

The corded muscles of his neck were like iron and his head was thrown back as his mouth in the shape of an O panted with desperate breaths.

Oh no you don’t. Over the past days and weeks they’d been together, he’d stripped away every single layer of the protective shell that had imprisoned her damaged and vulnerable heart. With gentle hands and a loving mouth he’d exposed her fears, her hesitations, her doubts that she’d ever find a man who could love her like this.

And he was a
good
man, a wonderful man and she loved him so very, very much.

‘You make me want to do things I’ve never done before. Never wanted to do before,’ she whispered.

Dark eyes melted into hers.

‘Anything you want,
querida
, anything.’

His pleasure was her pleasure and she couldn’t get enough of him why couldn’t he see that?

She bent and took him in her mouth and heard him groan. The sound was almost like a whine.

‘You must stop,
querida.
I cannot...’

Her head snapped up as temper won a battle with disappointment.

‘On your feet!’ she snarled.

Eyes dark with confusion and arousal searched hers as his cheeks heated in the face of her absolute fury.

Wincing he sat and adjusted his tight balls with care but didn’t stand.

‘
Querida
, please, you do not have to do this. I would not expect it of you.’ His voice was shaking now and those dark eyes slid over her tiny bustier with her breasts spilling out over the top.

His eyes went wide.

Oh, he was wildly aroused. But he was holding back, she could see it, sense it. It was fine for him to make her come apart but not for her to do the same to him. One rule for him and another for her! Typical!

Oh, he wanted her all right. All she needed to do was find the right hot button to press.

She narrowed her eyes into slits and lifted her chin.

‘Are you denying me the pleasure of swallowing your seed,
Senor
?’

Those dark eyes went pleading now.

‘You know I would never, ever deny you anything,
querida
, but ...’

She gripped his shaft and pumped hard once, twice, rolling her thumb over the top of his too swollen penis again and again. His trembling gasp of shock made her give him a big wide smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

‘You have two choices. I will leave you high and dry. Or you can give me what I want.’ She needed him to understand how much she wanted to bring him the ultimate pleasure. She needed this for herself and for him.

With fists bunched at his sides, Lucas stood on shaky legs, tall and proud and looking devastated.

He wasn’t having a good time?

Well, she couldn’t have that either.

‘Hold my hair, the back of my head with one hand. Spread your legs.’

A look entered his eye now that told her Lucas didn’t like her tone and the tight nerves in her belly eased. She’d thought she’d pushed him too far, but he was annoyed now as well as terribly aroused. Oh good.

He cleared his throat and those dark eyes pinned hers.

‘I am a big man. I do not want to choke you,’ his deep voice rumbled in his chest.

She’d read about this on the internet. The key was to relax her gag reflex and tip back her head, breathing through her nose. She trusted him and she wanted this so bad, couldn’t he see that?

Fingers struggling to reach around his wide girth, she stroked him with a firm hand.

His hand grabbed her hair and tipped back her head as she took him in her mouth.

Dark eyes never left hers as she swirled her tongue and licked. She covered her teeth with her lips and sucked.

His hips began a gentle pump even as his jaw clenched.

He was holding back. The bastard.

Her eyes narrowed and she slapped his ass hard.

He pumped harder and by the time she’d given him extra encouragement he was almost in pieces.

Hot cries burst from his throat with every shuddering thrust of his big body.

Becca had never seen anything so beautiful as Lucas in the throws of ecstasy and she was the one taking him shiveringly to the brink. She knew the exact moment he lost control. His balls tightened under her gentle hand as she cupped him and gave a delicate squeeze. Words in rapid Spanish poured from him as he gripped her head and thrust over and over into her willing mouth. The final cry sounded as if torn from his soul as he spilled his seed again and again. She swallowed every single drop. As she licked the last of him, Lucas took great heaving breaths into his lungs before turning burning eyes on her.

Becca moaned with him still in her hot, wet mouth and the vibration almost finished Lucas.

He hadn’t seen this coming. That she would destroy him with her soft lips and teeth and tongue and hands.

Christ, his legs were like water. He was trembling so much after the most unbelievable orgasm of his life.

For too many years he’d had sex whenever he wanted it, with models, actresses. But having sex with the woman he loved was so different. Fantastic. Incredible. Astounding.

She closed her eyes, swayed on her knees and found herself being lifted in his arms.

Lucas didn’t say a single word as he carried her up to their bedroom and laid her gently down on the bed.

Grinning up into his wonderful face as he leaned over her, Becca stroked his lean cheek.

‘Admit it, you liked it.’

He nuzzled the soft skin under her ear and murmured more words in Spanish before lifting his head and looking deep into her eyes.

His voice was hoarse, shaky, and she thrilled to the sound.

‘You destroyed me and you know it.’

She fluttered her eyelashes. ‘You trembled like a leaf.’

Still studying her features, his dark eyes went quizzical.

‘I have spawned a monster. I am thinking that you are much happier,
querida
. More at peace. Am I right?’

She nodded.

‘I feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.’

‘
Si
, and its name was Justin.’

As she stiffened he cursed, but she caught his face between her hands.

‘No, I’m not upset. You’re right. I’ve given up trying to understand why he behaves the way he does. I’m not responsible for his actions. There are more important things to worry about.’