Free Only Pleasure by Lora Leigh Page B

the engorged bud of her clit.
    "Chase." His name was a wail of pleasure as Khalid's fingers enclosed the bared nipple and tightened.
    Twin sensations. Violent upheaval. The twisting flames ripped over her nerve endings, centered in her womb, and drew every muscle tight throughout her body.
    She was close. So close. Pleasure was tearing through her as she fought to hold on to her senses. Fought and knew she didn't want to. She wanted to collapse into it, let it expand and explode through her until there was nothing left of her but the sensations building inside her.
    "Chase, we're near her apartment now." Khalid spoke again, his hand cupping her breast before he eased the material back over it.
    Chase didn't stop. His tongue licked, his lips closed over her clit as her fingers tangled in his hair, her legs closed on his head, and the flames began to whip through her. Just Chase, just his lips.
    "Yes," she cried out. "Suck it. Oh God, Chase, suck it. Make me come. Make me come now."
    Her back bowed and the orgasm that slammed through her ripped through her soul. Brilliant, white-hot heat, sparks, and explosions until she could see the whiplash of it behind her closed lashes and feel it racing through her body.
    And it wasn't enough.
    When he jerked back, her eyes opened, a whimper leaving her lips at the sight of him licking his lips, tasting her further, his eyes darker, his expression suffused with lust.
    "We're here, Chase," Khalid stated, his tone without inflection, carefully spoken. "Do you require me?"
    Kia watched him, watched his eyes flicker from Khalid to the flesh he had just risen from. He licked his lips again, his jaw bunching, his chest heaving with his breaths.
    "I require you," he finally stated harshly before his eyes connected with hers, fierce, raging with lust and a hint, perhaps, just a hint of a challenge. "Only for the pleasure."
    And Kia's lips trembled once before she smiled, reached out, and eased a smear of her dampness from his chin with her thumb.
    "Only for the pleasure," she agreed.

    Kia stepped into the elevator, Chase's arm wrapped around her. Khalid, strangely amused, watched as the digital display ticked to her floor.
    They stepped into the quiet, elegant hall and Kia slid her key from the small inner pocket of her cloak before handing it to Chase.
    He hit the security code into the wall pad, and it didn't surprise her that he had memorized the code. A second later, he was drawing her into the apartment.
    The gas-fire logs were still lit. She'd left them on for comfort, something warm to ease the loneliness when she entered alone.
    "Do you want coffee?" She swallowed tightly as he drew the cloak from her. "Anything?"
    He tossed the garment over a nearby chair and led her through the house, drawing her unerringly into the bedroom and the huge bed she had never slept in.
    "Did you share the bed with Drew?" He stopped at the doorway, staring into the large room with its king-size bed, heavy posts, and vine-wrapped metal canopy overhead.
    "It's new," she whispered.
    She had replaced everything in the apartment when Drew moved out—the ultra-contemporary furniture he had insisted on, the bland dark wood furniture in the bedroom, all of it.
    "Has another man slept here with you?" He drew her into the room as she stared up at him.
    His eyes were fierce, his dark brows lowered, his expression almost savage as she shook her head.
    "I sleep on the couch," she whispered, waving toward the door as his arm hooked around her waist and pulled her to him.
    "Not tonight you don't." His lips came down on hers, his tongue pushing against hers, forcing her to tangle with his as her breath caught at the surge of heat and emotion that tore from inside her.
    She didn't know where Khalid was. She forgot about him being there except in the most distant reaches of her mind.
    She felt Chase, inside and out. His hands bunching up her dress, then pulling back enough to draw it over her head.
    She was missing her