A Little White Lie (10 page)

What was she thinking? Her forehead was furrowed, her eyes moist as she looked at him. Damn. Tears he couldn’t deal with. When JD opened his mouth to speak, the waiter was beside him delivering their appetizers.

Stella slipped her presentation back into her portfolio and placed it on the floor. “JD. I—”

JD reached across the table and placed his palm on her trembling hand. “No explanations are necessary.” A grin pulled at his mouth. “Actually I like my grandfather’s suggestion. Darlin’, if you’re willing, let’s see where this relationship takes us.”

A single tear rolled down her cheek. “Really?”

He stood, moving quickly around the table. With a finger beneath her chin he guided her to a standing position. “Yes. Really.” His lips touched hers. “Should we have our food packaged too?”

“Mmmm.” She leaned into him fully, evidently not caring whose attention they caught. Through heavy eyelids she looked up at him. “My place.”

Chapter Eight

Stella’s soft, muted cries echoed throughout her bedroom, filling the hush as JD’s fingers sketched her flesh like a painter’s brush on a blank canvas. Naked, sprawled across the bed, she watched him beneath shuttered eyelids as he explored her body. Every stroke was meant to drive her completely out of her mind—and it was working.

Cupping a breast, he tweaked her nipple before leaning over her and laving it with his wet tongue. “You’re so beautiful.” His deep voice was smooth as silk, his breath hot against her skin. Scraping his teeth over the swollen tip sent a shiver up her spine. Another lick and then he closed around the sensitive bud, pulling and tugging, as the suction of his mouth intensified. When he groaned, the pleasure of the sound reverberated through her.

Fingers clenching in the pillow where she laid her head, she arched into his touch, wanting and needing more. She had no idea how much of his teasing she could take. “Please.” A whimper churned in her throat as he released his hold.

“Please what?”

“Make love to me.” His cock was hard against her hip. More than anything she wanted him to part her thighs and give her what she needed.

“Soon.” He issued the wicked promise while blowing warmth across her dampness. Her bud drew taut. Rays of sensation shattered through her globe, heading south, forcing a moan from her parted lips. He pulled his mouth back from her breast and planted a tiny kiss on her shoulder. “I have plans to love you all night long.”

That sounded so wonderful.

Even in the dimly lit room, she saw the faintest hint of amusement in his eyes. She could so easily fall in love with this man. Reaching for him, she locked her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She continued to kiss him, loving his taste, the feel of his tongue against hers. As his hand slipped between her thighs and he plunged two fingers deep within her, she gasped against his lips.

Her heart pounded. “Feels. So. Good.” He captured her mouth once more. His tongue pushed between her lips and he devoured her.

When the kiss ended he was breathless. “You’re so wet. So fucking hot.” He nudged her nose with his. “Darlin’, do you have any idea what you do to me?” He circled her clit with his thumb, rubbing the sensitive organ as he worked his fingers in and out of her sex, driving her need higher and higher.

Heat flared across her skin. “JD.” His name came out a plea.

He increased the pace, thumb pushing against her clit. She squirmed beneath his assault, trying to find the right place that would make her body explode with pleasure.

“I need you inside me.” Her inner muscles clenched. “Oh God. Now.”

The heady growl that thrilled her so much met her demand. Crawling between her thighs, he spread them wide and hooked his arms beneath the bend of her knees. He looked down at her exposed center and she began to tremble. The anticipation was killing her.

“Please, JD.”

“I want to taste you,” he moaned. His eyes were dark with desire.

The image of him feasting on her flesh sent shivers up her back. He raised one of her legs and pressed a tender kiss along her calf. His delicate torture continued up her leg to her thigh. As he dragged his tongue steadily over her skin, goose bumps prickled and her pussy contracted. She could feel his breath against her pulsating flesh.

“Is this what you want?” He flicked his tongue lightly, caressing her clit. Electricity shot up her pussy and she nearly came off the bed.

“Yes,” she hissed. She made a feeble attempt to drag air into her lungs, but it was useless. Her pulse sped and her heart beat like warring drums.

“Mmmm, you smell good,” his low voice rumbled, humming against her sensitive skin. “Taste…” he moved his tongue back and forth in her moist crease, lapping gently, “…even better.”

“Stop playing with me,” she whimpered. “I’m dying here.” Every muscle in her body was strung tight. Her breasts were heavy, swollen, and damned if she wasn’t wetter than she had ever been. She ached to hold him in her arms, skin to skin, making love to him.

When his mouth closed around her clit and he began sucking, his tongue danced across the bundle of nerves. Her body quaked. She rocked up against his mouth and white-hot pleasure burst through her in shockwaves. The scream that rushed from her lungs was pure ecstasy. Stabbing her fingers through his hair, she mindlessly held him close. Her inner muscles flexed, pulling him farther inside. She wanted all of him.

Gravelly sounds of pleasure escaped his throat, vibrating her clit to set off another string of spasms that shook her violently. He dug his fingers into her hips, keeping her from escaping his hold, and drank deeply.

When he raised his head and their gazes met, Stella shivered. Slowly he guided her legs onto the mattress. Without speaking he draped his large body over hers and lowered his hips against her cradle. His hard cock nudged her slit, sending rays of excitement through her. The juices of her sex allowed him to glide inside with little resistance. He stretched and consumed every part of her.

He fit perfectly.

There was no way JD would hold out for much longer. Already he could feel the tingles drawing on his cock. Over and over he thrust, moving slowly in and out of her hot core. She was so tight—so wet.

Heat rolled off their bodies, producing the musky scent of sex. He inhaled the fragrance and savored the feel of her pulsing around him. Leaning into her, he sucked her full lower lip between his teeth and nipped it before stroking its softness with his tongue.

Man. He loved kissing her almost as much as making love with her.

Her eyes were closed, her fingers like silk sliding up and down his back. The tiny part of his brain not completely wrapped up in the feel of her fingers felt her legs lock around him. The action spread her wider, allowing him to push deeper. Any rational thoughts were instantaneously destroyed. Blood filled his balls to a pulsing ache. He ground his teeth to keep his orgasm at bay.

Desperate to tell her how he felt before completing the moment, he clasped her hands over her head. “Look at me.” Her heavy eyelids rose. Her full breasts tempted him to taste. “Jesus save me. I think—” A shiver raced through him. He bowed his head, holding on by a thread. When he had a grip on his control, he raised his gaze to meet hers again. “I’m falling in love with you.”

JD should have waited for a response, but heat flooded him as her body clamped down on him, so tight, so hot. Helplessly—he lost it.

The tempo of his thrusts increased. He pounded into her furiously, needing to claim her. Sharp fingernails scraped down his back, over his ass. The bittersweet sensation only enflamed his desire. Deep inside his throat a sandpapery growl vibrated. When she cupped his cheeks and drove their hips together, his balls drew taut. He shuddered and exploded. The burning surge down his shaft was heightened by Stella screaming his name. His cock jerked several times, each twitch felt clear to his toes. He couldn’t remember when he’d felt so sated, so happy.

In the aftermath they lay there unmoving. For how long, he had no idea. Rolling onto his side to relieve her of his weight, he pulled her into his arms. She lay quietly in his embrace. For a moment he feared his avowal had backfired, that she just might bolt.

“Do you really think this will work—you—me?” He heard the skepticism in her voice.

He positioned her on her back so that their gazes met. “I can’t make any promises, Stella. But I feel you here.” He placed her hand over his heart. “I want you. We’re right together.”

She brushed the hair from his forehead. “I want you too.” Rising from the pillow, she slanted her mouth across his. Her kiss was soft, hopeful. As she pulled away, he felt her smile.

“What?”

“I’m just curious what your grandfather has planned for us.”

With an exasperated breath JD fell on his back. “The meddling old fool.”

She crawled atop him, straddling his hips. “That meddling old fool brought us back together.”

His cock slid along her moist slit. “True. And he does have some pretty good ideas.” He reached for her and drew her down so that their lips almost touched. “You. Me. A hotel room for two weeks while we scour the countryside assessing our stores.”

Concern tugged at her brows. “But what about after the trip? The ranch? Montana? If you stay in New York, the city will suck the life out of you.”

Already she knew him all too well. “We’ll work it out in time. For right now I’ll do what is required of me. With you by my side I know it’ll be fine.”

“You do, do you?” She wiggled her hips, angling them just right so that with one thrust he was buried deep inside her again. She pushed into a sitting position, her warm palms resting on his chest. Slowly she began to ride him.

“Hmmm. That feels good.” Smoothing his hands up her arms, he pulled her to him. “Come here, darlin’, and give me some sugar.”

When she melted against him, pressed her lips to his, there was no doubt in his mind their love would be forever.

About the Author

A taste of the erotic, a measure of daring and a hint of laughter describe Mackenzie McKade’s novels. She sizzles the pages with scorching sex, fantasy and deep emotion that will touch you and keep you immersed until the end. Whether her stories are contemporaries, futuristics or fantasies, this Arizona native thrives on giving you the ultimate erotic adventure.

When not traveling through her vivid imagination, she’s spending time with three beautiful daughters, three devilishly handsome grandsons, and the man of her dreams. She loves to write, enjoys reading and can’t wait ’til summer. Boating and jet skiing are top on her list of activities. Add to that laughter and if mischief is in order—Mackenzie’s your gal!

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Veiled Seduction

© 2010 Alisha Rai

Veiled, Book 2

Beneath Dr. Maira Khan’s reserved exterior, her heart beats triple-time for only one man: Sasha Karimi. For two years she’s waited patiently for the handsome police lieutenant to wake up and see her as more than a buddy. When he’s injured in the line of duty, though, she realizes time is too precious to waste. Ditching her scrubs—and her shyness—she cooks up her very first seduction.

Sasha’s had a hell of a week. Thanks to the national media, amorous women are pouring out of the woodwork, all wanting a piece of America’s newest “hero”. The biggest disappointment? Maira seems to have contracted the same case of mass hysteria. Betrayed, he pushes her away—but not before he samples a taste of her luscious mouth and body.

It works. Maira retreats, mortified and ashamed. And Sasha realizes he’s just driven away the perfect woman. Now all he needs is a foolproof plan to win her back, starting with a proper courtship—and restraining his lust. Except once Maira glimpses the man behind the uniform, she sets out to show him that pure need has its own ideas about what’s proper…