Free Alistair’s Bed by Susan Hayes

hands and swaying her hips to rub up against his crotch.
    Alistair’s mouth found her earlobe, sucking it into his mouth and nibbling on the edge. His fingers pinched her nipples lightly and then moved between them to undo the clasp of her bra. He brushed the straps down over her shoulders, releasing her breasts. “These are beautiful, if I had my way you would not bind them as you do.”
    Keri laughed and glanced down at her chest. “If I didn’t, I’d bounce all over the place.”
    “Exactly.” Alistair didn’t hide his amusement at their conversation. “I could watch these bounce for hours.” He ran his hands down her arms and over her stomach, stopping when he reached the tops of her jeans.
    She let out a small gasp of breath as one hand slid lower, cupping her mound against his palm. Strong fingers pressed the seam of her jeans against her clit and he pressed his hips tighter against her back, pushing her up against his hand.
    Keri shivered, her hands reaching back to grip his thighs and tug him closer. She’d never imagined how erotic being undressed could be. The few lovers she had, had always considered clothes an inconvenience to be dealt with as quickly as possible; preferably with the lights out to avoid any embarrassment on either side.
    With Alistair though, it was all so different. Her heart tightened in her chest as she reminded herself again that she had promised to find a way to free him, that what they had was only temporary. Then his mouth was gliding over her skin and his hands were peeling away her jeans and she left rational thought behind.
    His hand was between her legs before her jeans hit the floor, his talented fingers slipping between her already wet folds to stroke and tease. His clothes vanished and she leaned into him, skin to skin. Keri shuddered, her knees nearly buckling as an orgasm tore through her with the force of a summer storm. His arm wrapped around her, holding her up as she cried out his name, his fingers slick with her arousal.
    Before she could catch her breath he had her in his arms, carrying her outside. Alistair looked longingly at the soft grass just beyond the deck, clearly wishing he could reach it. Instead he lowered her to one of the wrought iron chairs and knelt between her legs, his hands coaxing her to the edge of the seat and spreading her thighs wide.
    Keri reached for him, her fingers stroking through his hair, brazenly drawing his head down to where she ached for him to be. His tongue flicked rapidly over her clit and she cried out sharply at the pleasure of it. He pressed a finger inside, then two, never stopping the assault on her clitoris with his fast moving tongue. His plan was clear to her; he wanted her to come undone, to lose herself until they were both beyond reason, beyond thinking.
    Barely able to breathe, Keri let her head fall back, her eyes closing in bliss as her entire world shrank down to the feel of his mouth on her flesh and the fire his touch kindled deep inside her body. Without thinking her hands left his hair, her fingers wrapping around his horns as she sought something to cling to. She felt Alistair shudder and a wild moan rose up from his chest. He suckled her sweet flesh deep into his mouth, his tongue mercilessly teasing her clitoris as he drove his fingers in and out of her in rhythm that demanded her surrender.
    “Alistair!” She moaned his name and her entire body tensed against the orgasm that was building within her. Half wild with need she bucked her hips against his mouth, her inner walls tightening around his fingers with exquisite pressure. He curved his fingers and sent her senses screaming as his teeth closed gently around her clitoris.
    She came hard, barely managing to muffle her screams behind her lips at the last minute as body and mind shattered into crystalline shards of pure bliss. Her world went grey; and it was a long few minutes before she could piece herself back together enough to even lift her head and