Part 6 (1/2)

The smile came without her permission. He was every bit the commanding man of authority. ”All right.” She rose to her feet. Holding his gaze, she reached under her s.h.i.+rt and skimmed her shorts and panties down. ”But I'm not done with you yet. ”

His gaze burned over her, urging her to haste. ”We'll see. ”

She dropped her shorts to the side and reached for the hem of her s.h.i.+rt. ”Promise me you'll let me taste you first. ”

As if pained, his eyes closed. ”Anabel. ”

”You know you want me to,” she taunted, and pulled the s.h.i.+rt free.

His eyes snapped open and he went very still as he looked at her, taking an extra long time to study her belly and the small decorative jewel in her navel.

His jaw locked. ”You like giving head?”

If he thought to disconcert her, he could forget it. ”I'll like sucking on you. ”

In a heartbeat, he went willing, resting back against the door again, his limbs deliberately loose while his c.o.c.k twitched and his chest swelled with his laboring breaths.

Feeling wicked and s.e.xy, Anabel knelt in front of him again. She tasted the firm flesh of his abdomen first, dipped her tongue in his navel, bit his hipbonea”then curled her hand around him, held him still, and swallowed him deep.

His head tipped farther back, his knees locking tight. ”Yes. ”

It was better than she'd imagined, the sounds he made, the way he fought to hold still, the explosive moan when he gave up, grasping her head and moving with her mouth, thrusting in, feeling the hollows of her cheeks with his thumbs.

”I'm going to come,” he whispered harshly.

Anabel drew him deeper still, letting him know what she wanted. At the same time, she cradled his b.a.l.l.s, very gently squeezing, urging him, and with a low shout, he exploded.

Slumped against the door, his eyes closed and his chest heaving, he curled his hands around her head and drew her away. Anabel gave one last, lingering lick to the head of his p.e.n.i.s, felt him flinch, and smiled.

For the moment, she was content to enjoy her victory, to sit there and peruse his gorgeous body and think about what was to come next. Her entire body felt alive, warm and soft in some places, ripe and swollen in others.

She licked her lips, tasting him again, salty and rich, and she wanted to start all over.

Gil was watching her. His face was flushed, his thickly lashed eyelids partially open. ”Should I come down there,” he murmured, ”or are you going to come up here?”

Anabel reached a hand toward him. He hauled her up, proving that he might be winded, but was far from spent. He further made that point by scooping her up as easily as he had Nicole.

”What are you doing?”

”Putting you in my bed so I can give a little payback. ”

”Yeah?” She could hardly wait. And in fact, she didn't have to.

The second her back touched the mattress, Gil settled on top of her. He took her mouth, stifling her moan as his hands found and kneaded her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He sucked at her tonguea”and tugged at her nipples.

The pleasure was so acute, Anabel arched her back. Gil slid one arm beneath her, keeping her positioned that way so he could kiss a path down her throat to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

”I always wondered if you had sensitive nipples. Do you?”

”I don't know.” At the moment, she barely knew her own name.

”Let's find out.” He drew her left nipple into his mouth, suckling softly, stroking easily with his tongue. He was being so gentle, it startled her when he increased the pressure, drawing hard, pressing her nipple to the roof of his mouth.

His fingers at her other breast mimicked the sensation, squeezing just so much, pulling and tugging.

Anabel twisted, fighting against the dual sensations while at the same time wanting more. It did her no good. Since he'd already come, Gil was in no particular hurry. Instead, he seemed determined to drive her crazy, spending so much time on her nipples while other parts of her body grew hot and wet.

He moved to the side of her, propped himself up on one elbow, and stared at her belly. ”So?”

Anabel could barely breathe. No way could she hold still. ”What?”

”Are they sensitive?”

He sounded utterly unaffected while she was going insane.

”Yes. ”

”Good.” He bent again, licking each nipple in turn while wedging one big hand between her thighs. She caught her breath, waited, but he didn't do anything other than hold her. The warmth of his hard palm was stimulating, but she wanted his fingers inside her. She needed his fingers inside her.

”Gil?”

”Shhh.” He licked his way down her body to her belly. ”You are so f.u.c.king s.e.xy. ”

His tongue dipped, teasing her navel, nudging the tiny belly b.u.t.ton jewelry, tickling her so that she tried to turn away.

”Hold still.” He anch.o.r.ed her by sinking his middle finger deep into her, drawing her to an immediate stillness. Just that, just that one finger, and she felt ready to come. Her inner muscles clamped tight around him, but other than that, she didn't move.

”That's better,” Gil whispered, teasing her again with his tongue. Her nipples were wet and tight from his mouth, her belly twitching with the tickling, teasing licks and prods of his tongue, and she had to fight the urge to lift her hips, to thrust against that thick, invading finger.

He stared up her body at her face, making certain she understood. ”Good girl. ”

”Ia I need to come now, too. ”

”And you will. More than once.” She started to let out her breath when he added, ”But not yet,” then nibbled his way down to her hipbones.

It seemed he was determined to taste her everywhere. Her thighs, the backs of her knees. And all the while, his finger was inside her. Just when she thought she couldn't play his game anymore, Gil situated himself between her thighs. ”Open your legs for me. ”

She did, immediately. He stared down at her s.e.x, his expression intent, determined. His finger pressed more firmly into her, and with his other hand he smoothed her pubic hair, touched her c.l.i.toris with a light stroke of his thumb, and said, ”You can come now. ”

And oh G.o.d, she did. The pleasure washed through her, rippling through her thighs, twisting inside her. Gil watched, his thumb brus.h.i.+ng her very gently while his finger filled her. She could feel his breath, heard the smile in his voice when he said, ”That's gooda ”

Anabel couldn't believe what had happened. She was still numb, her body heavy and sated when Gil s.h.i.+fted, sliding his hands under her to raise her hips.

”Gil?” She lifted her head and stared down at him. He was between her thighs, his dark hair mussed, his mouth damp, his expression hot.

”Time to come again, Anabel. Then I'll get a rubber and make love to you proper. But firsta ”