The Dare Collection November 2018. Christy McKellen

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СКАЧАТЬ my fingers around his and tugged him towards a darkened doorway. We risked discovery but I didn’t really care in that moment. I’d wanted him for way too long and I was going to have him, self-preservation be damned.

      ‘Leonora.’

      I ran my fingers down his hard torso. ‘Are you ever going to call me Leonie? I bet I can make you,’ I teased.

      His mouth twisted in a half-smile, the heat blazing in his eyes adding a layer of lethal attraction to the dynamism that was Gideon Mortimer. ‘Sweetheart, I’m learning that you can probably make me do a hell of a lot of things,’ he rasped gravely.

      I took three steps up into the sheltered doorway. Lust and darkness saturated the air as I pushed him against the wall.

      The flash of surprise on his face was immediately masked by fevered anticipation. Without giving him a chance to speak, I dropped my clutch, curled my fingers into his collar and pulled him down to me.

      His lips met mine, allowed me entry with an eagerness that matched my own. Hot and urgent hands wrapped tight around my waist, yanking me to him a second later.

      We kissed like ravenous beasts, everything that had gone before a mere foretaste of what was coming. I flicked my tongue against his and then boldly licked my way into his mouth. He tasted of wine, agitation and barely leashed hunger, and I wanted him badly.

      When the need for oxygen pulled us apart, I trailed my hand down his chest again, releasing a few buttons as I planted open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and down his throat. The sensation of his five o’clock shadow against my bruised lips sent flames arrowing to my core. I was supposed to be turning him inside out and yet I was the one growing wilder by the moment. The need to up the ante firing through me, I nipped at the taut skin beneath his jaw and felt him shudder.

      ‘Fuck.’

      His skin was warm, a touch rough and, oh, so sexy. I could’ve spent all night exploring him but a different need powered through me. I drew my tongue over his Adam’s apple as I freed a few more buttons.

      ‘Whatever the fuck it is you’re doing, know that if we end up getting arrested, it’ll be totally worth it,’ he grated.

      I smiled and dragged my nails down his abs to his belt. A couple of quick movements and I released it and tugged down his zip. My eyes locked on his, I slipped my hand inside his boxers and boldly captured his cock.

      A fevered hiss tore from his throat before his head dropped back to thump against the wall. An instant later, he was back to watching me, his greedy eyes following my eager stroking.

      The beauty of his cock overwhelmed me. ‘God, you’re so hot.’

      He gave a husky chuckle. ‘Keep stroking my ego like that, and this will be over much quicker than you want it to be.’

      ‘No, it won’t. You’ll come exactly when I want you to.’

      One eyebrow lifted but I sensed a change in him. Perhaps he was used to taking control with his previous lovers. I intended to meet him on equal footing or not at all. ‘Do what I say and I’ll give you a choice.’

      ‘A choice of what?’ His voice was gruffer.

      I glided my clenched fist from the root of his cock to the tip where a cheeky drop of precome glistened. ‘I’ll give you a choice whether to come down my throat or on my tits. I know how much you love them.’

      His head jerked back against the wall, and he groaned deep. ‘Bloody hell, Leonora.’

      ‘Is that a yes?’

      ‘It’s a hell fucking yes.’

      The taut admission drew a smile from me. ‘Good. Kiss me again, Gideon,’ I instructed.

      Large hands cupped my face and he dragged me into another mind-blowing kiss. It was rough and hard and almost bruising but I loved every second of it. When I wrenched my lips from his, we were both panting. Gideon stared at me with that bewildered look in his eyes again. ‘Jesus, you’re beautiful,’ he muttered.

      Propped against a wall with his shirt undone and savage hunger on his face, he was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen.

      ‘So are you,’ I blurted with unfettered honesty.

      A blush stained his cheekbones as I slowly dropped to my knees. A shudder rolled through Gideon as he watched me from beneath hooded lids. Eyes on him, I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock.

      His breath hissed out.

      ‘Do you like that, Gideon?’

      He exhaled audibly. ‘You know I bloody well do, you witch,’ he growled.

      ‘A witch, am I?’

      Without giving him the chance to answer, I wrapped my lips around him and sucked him deep. His fingers convulsed in my hair, his stance widening as he jerked forward.

      ‘Leonora...’

      Something tugged in my chest at hearing him say my name with that gruff helplessness. His use of my full name might have irritated me when we first met but something about the way it fell off his tongue had grown on me.

      God, the list of things I liked about him was growing by the minute.

      With a soft moan, I slid my tongue down the underside of his beautifully veined length, then drew him into my mouth, intensifying my suction as I took more of him.

      I established a rhythm, learning what made him grit his teeth, what made him groan and tremble in my hold. He loved it most when I drew him all the way to the back of my throat and hummed against his sensitive head. It made him bump helplessly into my mouth, drip more precome.

      The taste of him was heady, musky. Need turning me bolder, I tugged at his trousers until his balls fell hot and heavy into my palm. On my next downward glide, I drew one into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue before repeating the action with the other.

      ‘Shit!’ The tendons in his neck stood out as he panted.

      It was addictive to see him so lost in pleasure.

      His head lowered a moment later, and I watched him watch me as I played with his balls for another minute. Then I drew his cock into my mouth again.

      ‘Damn, Leonora, you look sensational sucking me off like that.’

      For some unknown reason, his ragged words tugged at my heartstrings. The need to pleasure him grew stronger than the need to have him inside me.

      When his breathing turned harsher, I knew he was close. Stormy eyes begged me to keep going, the fingers locked in my hair holding me to my task.

      Positively sinful, I released him. ‘Do you want me, Gideon?’

      Voices drifted nearby, reminding me that we were in public. I continued to pump him, waiting for an answer.

      A feral growl rumbled from his throat. ‘In every way. I’m fucking you thirty ways to Sunday the moment we get back.’

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