Stranded but not Alone (Midnight Moanings Collection) (15 page)

“Have all you want.”

Warm and wet, her mouth closed over the tip, licking and drawing him in deeper past her lips. Eyes closed, he caught himself rocking into her mouth. Careful not to bruise her, he opened his eyes to watch. Taking him out and slowly drawing him deeper with each hallow of her cheeks made him bare down on the eruption she was bringing on too soon.

The hard press of her nails in his thighs came seconds before she pumped her mouth down over him. With each thrust, he felt the back of her throat on the sensitive tip. Soft brown eyes urged him closer, while her hands on his behind pushed him deeper into her mouth.

“Shit… Sim,” he said, trying to pull out some when she took a breath. When she cupped his sac and felt the heat of her mouth drawing him back in to her, he gripped her hair tighter, holding her to him.

He sucked in a breath, fisting his own hair as her tongue scooped under the weight of him. His curses became rougher, urgent. With each slow groaning hum she made with him in her mouth, he fought not to come.

Reaching down, he cupped her chin.

“Stop, Sim. I’m about to come.” A stream of saliva followed as he slipped from her lips. He groaned a curse. Before he caught his breath, the heat of her mouth closed over him, his sac drew up tight to his body. She wanted him in her mouth, surprising him further. She left him shaking, holding the base of his erection as she took her pleasure from him and gave him his in return. Thrusting faster, urged on by her teasing the tender skin between his thighs, he’d lost control. The pulse of his release tightened his back as she continued, her throat convulsing around the length of him, swallowing him down.

“Ah, hell…” he stuttered. Fisting her hair, he held her immobile, while she worked him until the last surge of hot fluid left his body. Cool air hit the wet skin as Simone set back on her heels, smiling up at him. He hauled her to her feet. Shaking off the trembling in his legs, he carried her to the bed. Somewhere between the half wall and the bed, he managed to undress her down to her bra and heels He stepped back ran a hand down the moist skin of her shoulders, enjoying the soft curves under his hand. Ducking his head, he kissed a trail up her forearm, warm and sweet. She arched her back as he licked and kissed a trail down to the soft material covering her breast.

“I like the way you touch me,” she whispered softly.

“Then you’ll love the way I taste you.” Seth nipped the erect tip through the thin material of her bra. He cupped the other breast before rubbing a thumb on the erect tip, feeling it tighten. A quick twist and Simone dug her nails into his forearms.

“Ahhh.” She moaned into the air. “Again… please, do that again.” This time she threaded her fingers through his hair, guiding him from one swollen breast to the other. The lace was fine enough that he could taste her skin beneath the material as he caressed them with his hands and mouth.

Her nails bit into his forearm, accompanied by her silent moans.

The bed dipped under their combined weight. Simone rose up to her elbows and stared. “Wait, stand up. I need to do something, please.”

His heart raced. Easing back, he helped her to her feet. She was beautifully flushed from what they’d shared. He watched as she slipped her arms over his shoulder and began massaging his neck.

“I just wanted to say something before it was too late, before it sounded like I said it from afterglow.”

He trailed soft kisses down her face. Warm brown eyes full of need pleaded for his attention. The sweet peachy scent of her skin carried him under her jaw back down the moist skin of her neck. The quiet became more than he could handle. Angling a finger under her chin, he hadn’t noticed how she watched him with unwavering intent, and it wasn’t his naked body that caught her attention.

“Sim, you okay?”

He covered her hands on his chest.

She swallowed and cleared her throat. “I won’t forget you, Seth Dragoslava. I promise.”

What could he say to her? There were no words to express his emotions for her. Spend a week with him in London. Move to London. Just don’t leave yet. She had a life and a family back in the states. No, she needed to leave. She deserved more than what he could give her or couldn’t give her. Children. The experience with Gretchen still burned like fire inside him. He rubbed his lips over hers, slow and unhurried. Not a kiss but a caress while breathing in the scent of her arousal. The faint scent of him on her breath with flashes of her on her knees spun through his mind. No, he would never forget her.

“Don’t make promises, Sim,” he said, pressing her down to the bed. “Sit close to the edge.” He hardened at the sight before him. Wavy hair spilled over her shoulders framing the bright yellow bra molding a soft cup under her breast. He held her thighs out wide, black heels anchored on the floor The first lick and her back bowed. “Sit up. Tell me what you like,” he ordered and nipped the tender flesh running up her inner thigh to the smooth slick folds of her body. “I like this—very sexy.” He dropped a kiss on her bare flesh.

“I didn’t think you could look any hotter than you already do, but seeing you like that… I’m thinking this is the pose I like best,” she uttered a hand flat to her stomach.

He nipped her again, eliciting a soft squeal from her. “I could watch you swallow all day,” he said and drove his tongue into her fevered body until her moans came so close together they were one long groan.

She was sweet and fresh from the shower. She rocked her hips into his face and he knew what she wanted. He thrust in deeper, following the guidance of her fingernails biting into his ears. She shuddered against his mouth. Surprised by how fast he brought her to the edge, he lifted her to his mouth and enjoyed himself, her heels braced over his shoulders.

“Seth…” She moaned with a fist of his hair, tugging him closer, and his nose flicking her tender flesh with every stroke. “Please… like that… Oh, yes.” Her violent shudders racked over him as he fed from her pleasure, loving every brush of her thighs along his face. Every wild thrust of her hips, knowing he brought her to this level of ecstasy. She responded with uncontrolled abandon.

Unhooking her bra, her firm breast filled his hand.

“If you were any more perfect, I wouldn’t touch you,” Seth groaned.

“Why?” Her breathing turned raspy.

“You got me sweating like a new recruit. I’d leave finger prints on you right now.”

“I think I can handle you leaving your prints on me. Touch wherever you like.”

“Then let me start at the top and work my way down.”

Rising off the floor, he mounded one of her breasts, taking it into his mouth, closing his eyes in delight. Her skin tasted of peaches and was just as soft. Rubbing a thumb over the other nipple, he savored her in long drugging pulls. Her moans fed his arousal and he ached to be inside her.

“Seth…” was all she said. The widening of her legs told him what she hadn’t. They were both ready.

“I wanna be inside you, Sim.” Sliding down he kissed her stomach, nipping the soft skin with his teeth. “I need to hear that you want me.” Her long legs slid down his arms.

“I want you, Seth, please.” Pulling her to the floor, he tucked two pillows beneath her knees as she turned over on her stomach. Seeing her stretched out over the bed nearly made him come. He smoothed a hand down her firm behind, nipping her hip as she moaned under his touch. “Arch your back more, honey,” he instructed, positioning himself behind her slipping on protection from the night table. “You were expecting me, weren’t you?”

“There’s more than one,” she said, her voice muffled against the mattress.

“I’ll try and get to them all.”

“You’ll be here all night.” Her hips moved back into him, her body soft and loose—giving.

“We have time.” He had to swallow the lump in his throat to finish. “Is this what you’re searching for?” he asked as he slid inside her, her muscles gliding over him in a wash of liquid fire, pulsing against his throbbing flesh.

“Uh…” The sheets fisted beneath her fingers, Sim’s stomach pressed into the mattress. He braced his hands around her waist, thumbs just to the inside of the dip in her waist and held her in place. Listening to her labored breathing, he took in the smooth brown skin of her back and followed it down to her tailbone. The way her firm behind curved away from his thighs let him fit snug as he entered her body. He needed to be closer, hear her breath catch as he slipped inside.

He stretched out over her back, threading his fingers through hers gripping the sheet. They moved as one. Listening to her heartbeat with his face pressed to her back. Her skin moist under his face. It was more intimate then face to face. Every twitch she made under him was a reaction to his efforts. He closed his eyes, inhaling the scent of their lovemaking.

“Damn you feel good,” he said, rolling his hips up into her. His words slurred along her spine dropping a kiss behind each thrust.

“Slower… a little… Oh… like that, just like that.” She preened, hooking her foot behind his thigh. Finding the rhythm she liked, he arched his back and gave her everything she asked for in long drugging pulls.

He liked the sound of her moaning beneath him, giving herself over to his care. Cupping her breast, he lifted her from the mattress, loving the way her body moved with his as he trailed a hand over her flat stomach to rub and tease her clit.

Her writhing and moans fed his efforts. Pressing her down to the bed, his thrusts were harder now, intense. Her groans grew deeper, louder. Covering her hands he threaded their fingers over the mattress as they came grinding into one another. His hips began hammering into her.

“Oh…yes, yes, Seth yes,” she pleaded. “Uh…” Her cries and moans were a muffled chant under the sheet she bit down on. Grasping a handful of her hair, he tugged until she arched her back deeper. It wasn’t enough. Pushing to his feet, he clasped her hips, lifting her behind in the air.

“Sim, you’re a drug,” he said, pumping into her with little control. Her soft moans turned to low groans.

“Uh, you’re… killing me, please… don’t stop,” she begged, reaching back she dragged one of his hands beneath her hips. He found that spot and worked her body into a convulsing spasm of ecstasy. Her cries ignited his release. “Seth!”

“Sweet hell,” he grunted, his composure snapping. Hammering into her over and over until his knees could barely hold him up.

Sweat covered his brow. He collapsed over her back, listening to her ragged heartbeat mimic his. It took him a moment before he could move.

Simone brushed a kiss along his forearm beside her face. Curly hair spilled down, tickling the hairs on his arm. “Seth, I’m glad I came to Austria and met you.”

“So am I, Sim… So am I.” His breath came in halted slugs, and he slowly moved off of her.

While she slipped under the bedspread, he hit the button on the night table bringing the fireplace to life. He felt a foot taller when she rose up on one elbow and whistled as he walked naked toward the door. “You walk around like that often?”

He winked at her in the glow of the fire. “Let me get the wine. We have a long night ahead of us, miss.”

“I can see that.”

~~~

Simone cuddled into the warmth of Seth’s embrace the next morning. His thick biceps closed over her sensitive breast, spooning his body along hers. They’d made love for hours last night and she loathed the thought of leaving soon. The wiry hairs on his chest tickled her back, his whiskers rubbed along her ear.

“What time are you meeting your parents for breakfast this morning?” she asked.

“Nine. I have plenty of time to get up there. It’s still early,” Seth said before kissing her ear. “Your flight leaves at what time?”

“Midnight. I wanna get a few more shots of the Danube River and the outside of the hotel before I leave.” She pulled his arms around her waist and sighed.

“What’s that sigh for?” His lips brushed over her hair.

“Just thinking about the guy in the night club.” She angled her shoulder until she could see his face. “I don’t like that he knew my name, and did you catch the smug look on his face? It was as if he was waiting for me, knowing I’d be alone.”

“You’re safe now.”

“No I’m not, Seth. You didn’t see the way he looked at me,” she said, shaking her head. “He made my skin crawl. I never wanted a shower so bad in my life.”

“I would feel better if you came up to the house with me.”

She laughed. “Your parents could use your support right now and don’t need to deal with a strange woman you picked up while wandering around in the woods.”

“I ruined your vacation,” he started. “Fly back to London with me and continue your vacation. You can go sightseeing or whatever interests you. I go to Italy in a week so I have some catching up to do, but I’ll keep my evenings free to take you out. You can use the car during the day. You can drive, can’t you?”

“As tempting as that offer is, I’m going home. And you didn’t ruin my vacation.” She shifted around and cupped his warm face. “This was better than taking pictures of food.” She kissed him thoroughly and soundly. She took in his scent, manly and raw, as he tumbled her over to the center of the bed, easing into her, each muscle slipping into place ready to bring her pleasure with each thrust of his hips. Simone gloried in the rage of his toned thighs working beneath her hands. Not that holding his thighs would stop her from moving across the bed, but they were there begging to be held. His body played inside hers, making it moan and sing out in gasps and soft grunts. His lips parted. He closed his eyes and slowed his efforts into long hard strokes, pushing her over the rumpled covers. Warm air hit her neck as her head hung over the edge of the mattress. Catching the wall beside the bed with the flat of her hand, she kept herself from going over. Her hair hung over the carpeted floor. Heat from the floor vents blew over her face. “Seth.”

“You feel so damn good, woman,” he admitted, dipping his hips in unhurried sweeps. Impressed when he balanced his weight on one arm, she caressed his stubbled jaw as he brushed soft curls from her forehead. His lips were warm under the gentle kiss he placed there. “And pretty too.”