Free Wicked Ties (Steele Security Series) by A.D. Justice Page B

in his wake.  Her approving moans of pleasure urged him on, as did her uncontrollable writhing and wiggling under his sensual attentions
    She cried out and was unable to draw in a breath when she felt his warm, wet tongue lavish attention on one leg, starting inside her mid-thigh and slowly working its way up to her panty line.  When he stopped and pulled away, she immediately felt the loss of his touch and the tingling sensation he created on her skin, and instantly craved more of him.  Finally breathing again, her gaze began to travel downward to find him when she suddenly felt it on the other leg.
    His hands followed his tongue, moving up her legs, under her dress, until he found the innermost silky edge of her panties, directly covering her now soaked core.  He skimmed his fingers slowly around the edge of her panties until he finally moved around to the sides.  Slipping his index finger in each side, he languidly pulled them down her legs, skimming the surface and providing sweet torture, until they were finally in a puddle at her feet.  When she stepped out of them, Bull picked them up and tossed them across the room.
    “You won’t be needing those for a while,” his deep voice rumbled.

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
     
     
    “ I can barely wait to taste you, Chaise,” he murmured against her skin.  “You are so fucking beautiful and sexy as hell.”
    Just the sound of his rich, bedroom voice was enough to melt her on the spot.  Chaise moaned appreciatively, ready for anything he wanted to give her.  Dropping her head back, her fingers gripped the bed frame tighter in anticipation of the wanton things he planned to do to her.  Her breathing was shallow, causing her chest to heave in and out in desire.
    “Chaise,” Bull’s voice commanded, it did not ask.
    “Yes.” To whatever you want .  The answer is yes!
    “Get ready to scream.”  Bull’s fingers gripped her hips, pulling her tightly to him and to what she knew would be pure bliss.  She felt his hot breath against her skin and braced herself when she felt the stubble of his jaw rub against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.  She knew heaven was less than an inch away when she felt his hot breath on her heated core.  Her breaths were ragged and shallow and she felt hypnotized by him, unable to tear her eyes away from his ministrations.
    “Oh, Colton,” she sighed on baited breath, waiting and desperately wanting in a manner she’d never felt before.  He lifted his eyes to meet hers just as his tongue flicked out, wetting his lips in anticipation.  Chaise almost let go of the bed to grab his hair in her hand to push him where she needed him.  Somehow, his order to keep her hands on the bed echoed in her mind and she obeyed.
    The chimes of his cell phone stilled his actions, causing Chaise to groan in exasperation.  He was so close!  Their eyes were still locked, the desire burning in his like an open white hot flame suddenly dimmed, and he sat back away from her to fish it out of his front pocket.  She was still panting feverishly, still rooted to her place, her hands still gripping the footboard tightly as Bull supplied abrupt answers into the phone.
    Ending his conversation, Bull stood and said, “The perimeter sensors have been tripped.  Someone’s here.”
    His voice held no indication of any sexual frustration or tension after what had just occurred between them was so suddenly interrupted.  His demeanor was back to the normal, on-duty Bull while Chaise’s head continued to spin out of control.  How can he go from red-hot to ice-cold in a matter of seconds? Chaise thought to herself with no small amount of annoyance and distress.
    “Get ready to go.  We need to leave,” Bull stated matter-of-factly as he walked into the closet.  He came back out with two more Glock .45 pistols and had put additional clips in his back pockets.
    That seemed to suddenly snap Chaise into action as she dashed to his side, her eyes wide with fear