“Yes.”
“Yes, Remi,” he coaxed her. “Say my name, baby, and I’ll let you come.”
He leant down and blew a gentle breath across her over-sensitive flesh.
“Remi,” she cried out, her voice hoarse with need. “Please, Remi.”
“
Cher
, for you anything.” He spread the lips of her sex wide with his thumbs and dragged his tongue over her swollen, throbbing clit. She cried out, unable to stop herself, the pleasure too enormous.
The rasp of his tongue was heavenly and she pumped her hips back and forth, absorbing every single sensation. Her breasts swayed with every movement. The tips still peaked from his earlier attention and the cool air of the room drifted over them. The sensation of the colder air on her nipples and the heat between her legs was incredibly arousing. He moved one of his hands, sliding it further down her moist, plump lips. There was no hesitation as he pressed two thick fingers into her core. He was barely inside her when she felt her inner muscles clamp down hard. Her entire body convulsed. She released her hold on the couch and grabbed Remi instead, clinging to him for support. Cum gushed from between her legs and she cried out at the incredible sense of release.
But her new lover wasn’t done with her yet. “Beautiful,” he whispered, looking up at her, his midnight eyes blazing with desire. “Again—let me feel you do that around my tongue this time.”
She shook her head in denial. There was no way her body would respond. Already she felt the dark edges of sleep creeping up on her. Remi would just have to wait until she woke up again.
Chapter Five
He cupped her ass and lifted her dripping, quivering sex up to his mouth. He licked slowly, once, twice, and took her clit into his mouth to suck. The pressure was gentle at first, then the pulling motion came hard, the draws on her body longer. Kelli could no longer deny the sensations he roused in her. She dug her fingers into the plump couch cushions and held on for dear life as he sucked, teased and tormented. When his tongue dived into her passage, she almost shot off the couch.
“Remi!” Her hoarse scream bounced along the walls of her office. “Oh God, Remi, I can’t take it.”
Dark eyes met hers as he lifted his head. “Everything,” he whispered against her heated flesh. “You’ll give me everything.” Each word spoken brushed across her throbbing flesh, torturing her with the lightest of touches.
Kelli gave up fighting him and her body. She dug her heels into his hard, warm back and screamed as his greedy tongue probed, licked and swirled. He used that talented tongue to fuck her, just as he did with his cock. In and out, short, driving thrusts that had her hips lifting and grinding against his face. Begging for him to stop, demanding he never stop.
She panted in short, shallow gulps, blind to everything but the man between her thighs and the feelings roaring through her. The climax built and built, like a tsunami gaining strength, until finally it broke over and through her.
Desperately, she ground her hips against his clever mouth, begging for release. “Oh God, Remi, I—” She sobbed, and she screamed. “Remi!” His name was her only solid anchor as her world exploded around her.
And she kept coming, harder and deeper as his mouth never left her, relentlessly pulling and nipping her clit as she rode the waves of her climax until she shattered again and again.
Before she could draw another breath, or even open her eyes, Remi pulled her off the couch and onto his fat, throbbing cock. Still weak and shaky from the aftershocks of her orgasms, she steadied herself on her knees as he guided his cock into her. She whispered his name softly as he impaled her on his full, thick length, and he filled her until she swore she could taste him in her throat.
“Remi, I can’t…” she panted against his sweat-coated chest. Every nerve in her body thrummed from his attentions. There was no way she could orgasm again. No matter how good he was—and he was a god in bed—Kelli was done for the night. “Can’t come again.”
His tongue laved the hollow of her throat, right where her blood pounded frantically against her skin. Her traitorous pulse leapt at the sensuous touch. He started to thrust.
“You can’t what, baby?” he asked, his voice low and hard. She didn’t fear him—not this lover who’d shown her more pleasure in a few hours than the rest of her sexual experiences combined.
“I can’t come again,” she pleaded in a low, scratchy voice. “You’ve worn me out.”
A low chuckle vibrated against her chest before he spoke even as he continued to smoothly move in and out of her dripping heat. “Then why don’t you just sit there and let me have my wicked way with you?”
“Umm…okay.” She leaned her head on his chest and closed her eyes, trusting him implicitly with her body.
They moved together, his rough hands on her ass holding her tightly against him as he drove into her, each thrust harder and longer than the last. With a shocked gasp, she jerked her head up. Desire and lust pounded through her veins as her clit pulsed with the aching need for release.
“Remi…” How could this be possible? She knew many women had multiple orgasms, but she’d never been one of them. Now he’d given her two and the damn tricky Cajun was going for a third?
“Shh, darlin’, just let me take care of you.” His husky voice sent shivers over her naked flesh. “You feel so good riding my cock,” he whispered gently into her ear. “I love being able to watch my dick disappear into your sweet little pussy, bathing me in all that hot cream I love to eat. Nothing’s ever felt better, .”
“Ohhh, yes…Remi.” She murmured little frantic cries of need while he fucked her harder and faster, the wide head of his cock rubbing over that one spot inside her she’d never known existed, before him.
Then the tricky bastard reached down to stroke her sensitive clit with his thumb, and she came. She came screaming his name as she dug her nails into his hard, tight flesh. A roaring orgasm rocked her universe and shattered everything that had been until there was nothing left but the hard cock sheathed inside her.
Unable to resist, Kelli wrapped her arms around his dark head while Remi tucked his face into the crook of her damp neck. The steady rhythm of his strokes faltered and his breathing hitched.
“Let go, Remi. Come for me, come inside me,” she whispered against his damp hair. “Let me feel it all.”
She wasn’t sure she could take it, but something wouldn’t let her keep those words silent behind her lips. Whatever happened would happen—it was a worry she’d deal with tomorrow. For now, Kelli held an amazing man in her arms and body, and she wanted to give him everything he’d given her.
She felt the moment the last of his control broke and he let loose whatever restrictions held him back. He pulled out of her with a jerk, then flipped her over until she rested on her knees and elbows. Before she could form a protest, Remi was there, his masculine scent clouding her nose while the heat from his body sent shivers up her naked spine.
“Mine…” he panted near her ear. “My Kelli.”
Remi slammed forward, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt within her. She felt the slightest twinge of pain and discomfort. Then there was only heat. She tilted her head back and cried out at the pleasure of being filled by him, this way, in this primal position. A virile alpha male staking his claim on a woman, on her.
She cried out as his cock pushed deeper into her heated depths. “Remi, it’s too much.”
“Never,” he protested, hot breaths skittering over her neck as he pressed her lower against the floor. “Take it all. Take all of me.”
Even as she protested, Kelli felt the familiar wave of indescribable pleasure rise up. “Remi!” She turned her head to look over her shoulder at him.
“I can’t wait,” he gritted out. His beautiful eyes squeezed shut as his own looming orgasm took him over.
“Then don’t,” she gasped and dropped her forehead to the thick, creamy carpet. In that one move, she gave him her total submission, complete control over her body and her pleasure. She’d given him her trust.
He slid his hands upwards and beneath her until he was cupping her breasts. He shifted his hips, holding her steady in his strong grasp, then pulled back until only the very head of his cock rested within her. He smashed forward, slamming back into her. Her inner muscles grasped at him, desperate to keep his wide length inside her, even as they rippled and clenched around him.
It amazed her. Remi amazed her. Everything they’d done to and with each other seemed to exist outside reality. Now there were too many sensations for her to take in. Her body burnt, but the more he gave the hotter her fire grew.
Remi continued to jackhammer into her body, his balls slapping against the soft flesh of her ass, but it still wasn’t enough. She needed…something…something more.
Catching his frenzied rhythm, she shoved her ass back to meet his thrusts. The slap of their flesh as it met added to their frenzy, heightening Kelli’s ever-growing need.
Her lungs laboured to gasp in oxygen as Remi pounded into her over and over. She couldn’t take much more of his sensual torture. Every cell in her body screamed with the need for release. Remi slid one hand between her thighs and stroked the bundle of nerves at the peak. She came the moment he touched her. Her inner muscles clamped down hard on Remi’s shaft. He moaned with pleasure.
“Shit, Kelli. Do that again, baby!”
She did and, incredibly, he grew thicker inside her. He filled her so completely that the sensation was uncomfortable, bordering on the thin line between pleasure and pain. When he pinched the hard nub of her clit with his fingers, pleasure exploded.
The world dissolved around her as lights burst behind her closed eyes. The power of the orgasm lifted her up and drowned her in ever-growing, mind-numbing bliss.
Behind her, Remi tensed. “Kelli!” He held her tightly, pumped his hips in short, frantic thrusts.
His shout of completion sent her spiralling higher. Especially when she felt the hot splash of his seed burn through the latex barrier separating them. Her heart soared at the way he shouted her name again, squeezing her waist tightly. He fell back on the carpet with her on top of him, still semi-hard inside her.
They lay there for endless moments. Their hearts pounded rapidly against their sweaty, heaving chests. He wrapped one strong, hair-roughened arm tightly around her waist in a sweet hug.
“As soon as my body starts working again, I’ll get us off the floor.” Remi sounded so calm, so casual as his heart tattooed a rapid beat against her back.
“Okay.” Shit, she sounded like some empty-headed idiot. The man had just given her the best, most amazing, most earth-shattering experiences of her life, and all Kelli could think of to say was ‘okay.’”
He nuzzled his hot lips against the damn tangle of hair stuck to her neck. “You wouldn’t happen to have a bathroom complete with shower in this fancy office, would you?”
Kelli loved the teasing tone of his voice. She loved the way he couldn’t seem to stop touching her. Oh, for the love of Pete, she loved
him
. She loved Remi Douget. Her adversary, her tormentor, her…lover.
Shit, I’m in way over my head
, her brain flashed. She needed to get up and away from him before she did something stupid, like spout out her feelings. Remi might be a good guy underneath all that macho Cajun alpha maleness, but he didn’t need a one-night stand falling in love with him. Regardless of what he thought he wanted.
“Uh, yes there’s a shower on the other side of the wet bar. Just press the panel with the Raphael painting—there’s no latch,” she hurriedly explained, trying wiggle out of his strangely protective grasp. She got to her feet on unsteady legs. Who knew great sex could lead to loss of muscle control?
Remi allowed her to slip from his warm arms for only a moment as he, too, got to his feet. Then, before she could protest, he slipped one strong arm around her back and the other under her knees. With an easy strength, he lifted her into his arms and strode across the wide room. Using his shoulder, he bumped the wall with her favourite painting, and stepped into her luxurious, full-service bathroom.
“Wow, Kelli, you don’t do anything halfway, do you, babe?” He let out a low whistle as he looked around the teal and silver room. Marble counters gleamed under the low sconce lighting set in the walls.
A huge, white, marbled square tub lay to their left. “Damn, Kelli. What the hell is the deal with the swimming pool in your office?”
Chapter Six
She felt colour creeping up her cheeks at his astonished expression. Again, she tried to wiggle out of his secure grasp, but he merely shifted his hold to accommodate her movements. She gave up and crossed her arms over her naked chest, feeling like a fool as her breasts were shoved higher.