Free Claimed: Unchartered Territory by Nia K. Foxx Page A

place instead averting her eyes from his intense gaze. She glanced down at the round surface he perched her on. It definitely wasn’t a bed, chair or any type of table she was familiar with.
    “What is this?” she asked, her words sounding breathless to her own ears.
    “Something I have finally found a good use for.” He pulled her forward for another kiss and Dallas felt the tug of the crisscrossed material covering her breasts being pushed down her arms. The cloth dropped uselessly to her waist leaving her exposed to his hungry gaze.
    “By the gods woman.”
    She guessed he must have liked what he saw because he pressed her down with the palm of his hand against her shoulder and followed her descent until he hovered over her. He dipped to give her lips another lingering kiss which, in her estimation, was hardly enough.
    Any complaint she may have had was quickly dashed by the tug of his lips on her nipple. He captured it between his teeth and worked it with quick tongue swipes that had her arching for more. He gave it. Shifting his attention to her other nipple and paying equal treatment while he kneaded the firm underside of her breast.
    She swore she came a little with each brush of his tongue.
    Dallas felt his reluctance as he pulled away again. She met his gaze. His lavender stare drilled into her. Possessive. Primal.
    He pushed the tangle of her skirt away and splayed her bare legs wide but Dallas didn’t offer any resistance. She should, deep down she knew she should try to put an end to what was about to happen. He used a thick finger to trace the folds of her nether lips while staring down at her. Watchful. Almost daring her to deny him.
    He pushed forward and found the sensitive flesh hidden within and didn’t hesitate to stroke it.
    “Oh,” she whimpered, her pelvis arching beneath his touch. He toyed with her at first, giving her clit tentative brushes.
    Each one sent shivers of arousal through her.
    “You like this?” he asked
    In answer she opened wider for him.
    “Ah no my Dal’las, I must hear the words from you or I will stop.”
    He stroked her again, firmer this time. “Do you like this?”
    She was finding it difficult to speak and whimpered instead when he stopped all movement.
    “Your answer will determine if I continue,” he coaxed.
    “Ye-Yes,” came out in a stuttered whisper.
    “Good,” he rasped picking up the motion where he’d left off and sending Dallas into an instant spiral.
    Faster, faster he drummed and twirled against her clit. She pushed upward to match his movements, wanting more and craving relief.
    “More,” the request came out on a tortured moan.
    “As you wish,” he said dropping feathery kisses down her stomach until he settled in between her thighs.
    There was no hesitation in his approach. His coarse tongue slid along the folds of her swollen flesh, then slipped easily between the swollen labia to flick her clit with precision strokes. Pressing. Rubbing. Flicking.
    Dallas looked down the length of her body as he forced her legs apart wider and marvelled at the hungry way he was devouring her. Such fervour. Like a man possessed. The combination of watching and feeling him go to work between her thighs was like an aphrodisiac she’d never known.
    Lips closed over her swollen clit and he sucked her in slowly.
    Suck. Flick. Suck
    She ground her hips against his busy mouth feeling the first flutters of her impending orgasm.
    He sucked harder. Pushed. Probed.
    Her entire body tightened.
    He flicked. Growled. His tongue stretched to her feminine core slurping at her, then up again to drum against her clit.
    She was on sensory overload.
    Too much…
    Her hips flared up on a groan as she came over and over. He stretched his tongue again only this time breaching her opening with the thick appendage, plunging in her while she convulsed around it. When the shudders of her orgasm subsided, he slid it from inside her and lapped slowly at her sensitive clit until all she