Free Flawed (Blaze of Glory #2) by Cherry Shephard Page B

shirt and jeans back off, he slides beneath the blanket, as far away from me as possible. Groaning, I roll over and tuck my top leg over his, my head in the crook of his neck and my arm thrown around his waist. He lies there stiffly, I can’t even hear his breath. Stroking his abs with my hands, my fingers brush over the hardened peaks of his nipples and I’m rewarded by his sharp intake of breath. Snuggling up closer to him, I press a sleepy kiss against his bare neck and close my eyes. He exhales a shaky breath, his arm moving to rest heavily across my hips as he entwines his legs with mine. I know it’s risky, sleeping next to a half naked man I’ve only just met, but for the first time in a long time I feel safe.
    “Natalie,” he growls in a low voice. “You keep that up and you’re going to get a lot more than you bargained for.”
    I shiver in a combination of lust and fear, but I wiggle up against him again, unable to help myself. He leans up on one elbow and I let out a squeal as he flips me over onto my back, pinning my wrists at the side of my head. “I warned you,” he whispers harshly, before claiming my lips with his own. His tongue probes heatedly at my mouth, demanding access that I’m all too ready to give him. Sweeping his hands down torso, I give a slight shudder when his palm passes over my sensitive nipple. Obviously encouraged by my response, he uses his thumb and forefinger to pluck at the distended nub until I gasp from the exquisite sensation.
    Hooking his fingers into the waistband of my skirt, he tears his mouth away from mine. He stares into my eyes and silently asks permission. I don’t even have to consider it. Arching up off the bed, I allow him to pull my skirt and panties down my legs in one swift movement, leaving me naked and open to his gaze. His arms move beneath my knees as he spreads me open as he drags me down the bed until my legs are suspended in mid air, over his shoulders. Kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed, he gives me a deliciously wicked grin before leaning forward and inhaling deeply. “Fuck me,” he breathes. “You smell like Heaven.” Sweeping his tongue all the way up between my thighs, he leaves me laying in a puddle of molten lava. Gasping, I try to arch up again, but he pulls his mouth away from me and pushes my hips back down on the bed. “Stay,” he orders before returning between my legs. Using his fingers to separate the soft folds of skin, I cry out when his tongue latches on to my clit and sucks rhythmically. Overwhelmed with sensation I try to close my legs, but he growls against my clit and forces them open once more, sucking the sensitive nub harder. A warm feeling spreads through my stomach and causes my legs to start shaking. Still, he doesn’t let go. “Keets,” I cry out as my insides pulse with need. I feel myself building… building… building…
    “Oh my God, I scream as he holds my legs open and devours me like a starving man. My pussy clenches and then I’m coming hard against his mouth. Keets stays there, sucking my clit, until my legs are shaking and I’m covered in a thin sheen of sweat. He lets go of my clit with a pop , then he’s moving over me and kissing me, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth.
     
    Running my hands over his rock hard abs, I pull at the buttons on his jeans, desperate to take them off of him. “Slow down,” he mutters. “I’m barely maintaining control as it is.”
    “Don’t,” I whisper. “I need this.”
    Those words seem to be his undoing, and with a low growl he stands and unfastens his jeans. I lie back on the bed and slowly lick my lips as I watch his little strip tease. When he finally drops his jeans I get my first good look at him and my jaw drops open in surprise. He’s huge . He fists his cock and slowly strokes it up and down as he cups his balls with his free hand. Grabbing a condom from the small table next to the bed, he sheaths himself. He watches me with hooded eyes as I