Free Pure Desire [Pure 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Carolina Barbour Page B

abrupt, but you seem straightforward for a woman.” The notion didn’t bother him in the least. His preference in females tended to side with the fiery challenge, as opposed to the meek and submissive this circa cultivated, if he remembered what he learned. It was something to say. To keep his thoughts in the right direction where Allura was concerned, he needed to remain focused.
    She laughed in a fluttery and husky tone that encased him in the delightful yet arousing sound. He wondered if her voice would deepen to a sultry contralto as she purred and withered beneath him while he drove his cock inside her. Immaculate Providence, help him. The mere thought left his cock ramrod straight and aching with a vicious need.
    “Channing warned me about such.”
    “You apparently don’t listen to your brother,” he murmured.
    Her eyes brightened, teasing, as she stared boldly. “Are you offended, Noor? I know my bluntness tends to put some men off.”
    It was all he could do not to throw her over his shoulder, carry her away, and assuage the lust simmering through his body straight into his cock. He felt the heaviness press against his pants, to the point he feared he might embarrassingly come.
    “You don’t frighten me, Allura, if it’s what you are asking.”
    Allura laughed again, a throaty rasp that intensified the hunger inside him. Noor swore the sun brightened two shades, leaving him sweltering, wanting, desire eating at his flesh. He shifted his feet to adjust the material hugging his cock, in hopes of some comfort, damned relief for her effect on him. When he met her gaze again, he saw her eyes glued blatantly centered on his erection. The tip of a slim pink tongue snaked out and moistened her lips. Noor fought the groan rising in his throat.
    “That is good to know, Noor. Not that I’m surprised. If you were similar to the men I’m accustomed to encountering, you would have high-tailed it out of here by now.” She giggled. Her gaze flickered over the outline of his cock straining against his crotch.
    Noor leaned forward, captured her chin between his fingers, and tilted upwards. He ran his thumbpad over the cute dimple delicately carved into her chin. “I’m not like most men, Allura,” he said ultralow. He studied the pouty lips, kissable mouth begging for a kiss, and forcibly made the action to step back and let her go. “Remember such, please.” He gritted his teeth.
    “My goodness, you almost sound as if you’re warning me.”
    “You’re astute, Allura. I like that. If you don’t mind showing me to my quarters, I would like to have time to freshen up before supper.” He held her stare briefly, and then turned away and finished securing his things. Intentionally, he dallied, wasting time, doing anything but face her again. Not until he got the sizzling desire to hike her skirts around the slender waist and fuck her right out in the open. He sensed hesitation, confusion, smelled her arousal, all mixtures of sensations and pheromones easily invaded his nostrils and brain, making him acutely aware his salacious thoughts weren’t one-sided. Lord help him if she didn’t back down, Noor thought. He wasn’t made of granite. His cock felt as stiff but he knew the steely reserve centered in his lower extremities ended there.
    “Once again, if I offended you, I apologize.”
    A sign of relief washed over Noor. At least one of them was sensible.
    This time he walked beside her instead of behind her to keep his mind on the mission and his eyes off her ass. If he was lucky, he would survive the night without having his wicked way with her.
    Maybe.
    At least he managed to make it to the room that adjoined to the main house but had a separate door off to the right of the porch without incident. He waited for Allura to unlatch the door. She entered, and he walked past her trail of sweetness into the chamber.
    The area was spacious and scented heavily of pine and outdoors, which made up the unique landscape.