The Dare Collection November 2018. Christy McKellen
resisted for ten long, excruciating seconds. Then he lurched forward. Gideon’s hands arrived on my arse, his movements rough as he jerked me forward.
The bold column of his erection slotted perfectly against my damp, silk-covered sex and we both groaned. For a full minute we did nothing but grind against each other, our breaths growing choppy at the delicious friction.
‘Fuck, Leonora,’ he rasped when I rocked harder against him.
The look on his face was a cross between savage hunger and pained bewilderment, then, with a rough groan, he swooped down and slammed his lips against mine.
Gideon kissed with a ruthless edge that fanned the raging fire inside me.
Our tongues glided together in a bold getting-to-know-you tasting that made me see stars. God, why was I even surprised that he was such a skilled kisser? That I was almost on the brink of orgasm when he dragged the full length of his cock against my needy pussy?
‘Jesus,’ he muttered against my lips, ‘you have an amazing arse.’
‘You have an amazing...something,’ I muttered back.
He laughed under his breath, raising his head once again to look into my eyes. Bewilderment had receded a little to be replaced by starker hunger. His fingers hooked into my panties and he hesitated, a clear question in his eyes.
Belatedly, I remembered I was supposed to be calling the shots. ‘Take them off, Gideon.’
His fingers tightened on my hips for a moment, then he drew my panties down my legs.
God, I was really doing this.
‘I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw you,’ he muttered against my lips.
‘Drag my panties off at a blackjack table?’
‘The location wasn’t a priority in that particular fantasy, but yes, it involved ripping your panties off at some point and finding out if your pussy tasted us phenomenal as your eyes promised me it would.’
‘My eyes said all of that?’ My voice was a desire-soaked mess as he planted a firm hand on my midriff and gently pushed me back.
‘Oh, yes. Don’t attempt to play poker at any point in your life. You’d be shit at it.’
‘Thanks for that rousing endorsement.’
‘It’s not a bad thing, baby. You have the most expressive eyes I’ve ever seen.’
‘What are they telling you right now?’
‘That you love sex, that you love being seen to. And that’s exactly what you want me to do right now.’
‘Guess what, Gideon?’
Gleaming eyes met mine. ‘What?’
‘You’re right.’
I lay flat on my back on the blackjack table and watched him push my dress higher until it was bundled around my waist. I dragged back enough sense to flick my gaze enquiringly to the door.
‘It’s locked.’ He patted his jacket pocket. ‘I have the key right here.’ He reached for my knees, pulled them up, parted me wider with his gaze still fixed on my face.
Then, as if he couldn’t help himself, his gaze dropped to my core.
‘Fuck, you’re beautiful. Pretty, pink and damn wet.’ His fingers tightened fractionally and a muscle ticced in his jaw. ‘Leonora, are you sure about this?’
The cautionary question softened something inside me, even as the thought of him stopping made me want to sink my claws into him so he couldn’t go anywhere. Again my contradictory feelings towards this man made no sense. So I pushed them away, concentrated on what I wanted in the moment.
‘Yes. Do it, Gideon. Give me what I want.’
Again he seemed to debate with himself.
Then all doubt cleared from his face. His cocky smile should’ve put me off but I was long past caring. The way his lips parted hungrily as his bold gaze stroked my pussy fanned the flames of my lust. The masterful way he planted my feet on the edge of the table and drew his fingers down my inner thighs threatened to make me come there and then.
Slowly, he leaned over me, his goal blatant as his gaze dropped to my mouth. I stopped him with a finger on his lips.
‘I need to say something.’
His eyes narrowed. ‘Yes?’
‘This is a one-time thing. I’d be disappointed if this ends up affecting our business relationship.’ Even as the words spilled out, I knew that when it came right down to it I’d take tonight and let the chips fall where they might. Even if this deal fell through, I would survive.
A hard little smile curved his lips, visceral hunger etched on his face as he stared down at me. ‘I’m a big boy, Leonora. I can handle your neat little lanes of business and pleasure without turning into a blithering idiot, if that’s what you’re worried about.’
His answer wasn’t wholly satisfactory but I chose to let it be. After tonight, once this bout of madness passed, I intended for it to be all business.
So I let him close the gap between us, kiss me senseless again while his hands roamed all over my body. At some point, firm fingers hooked beneath the straps of my dress and pulled them down. Between one breath and the next, he had me down to my bra, and his lips were leaving mine to trace hot kisses along my jaw, down my neck to the valley between my breasts.
I didn’t need much prompting to lift my torso off the table and let him unhook my bra. I watched Gideon’s face as my breasts were exposed to his avid gaze. I didn’t like to brag, but my breasts were one of my best features and, from the look in his eyes, he appreciated them.
‘Bloody hell,’ he muttered thickly, ‘you really are incredible from head to toe, aren’t you?’
‘I can’t answer that without seeming horribly egotistical, now, can I?’
He laughed, a deep and sexy sound that washed the tops of my breasts with warm air. ‘With a body like yours, sweetheart, you can say whatever the fuck you want.’
‘Then what I want is for you to stop talking, Gideon. Right now.’
He delivered another heart-stopping smile as he cupped my breasts in both hands. ‘I take it you want my mouth to be busy doing other things?’
I nodded, a little too eagerly and then watched, breath held, as his head slowly descended until his lips hovered over one puckered nipple. He paused for an interminable age, dragging needy pants from me as he teased out the moment. Then he was sucking my nipple into his mouth, his eyes devouring my expression as he teased and tormented the tight peak.
‘Oh, God,’ I gasped when he dragged his teeth over me. With his other hand he tormented the twin, raining shudders of pleasure down my body.
My fingers sank into his hair, holding him tight to his task as he alternated his attention between one peak and the other. It was a testament to his expertise that I was on the brink of coming just from his nipple action alone when he finally moved lower down my body, trailing kisses on my belly.
‘Gideon...’
‘I’m not supposed to speak, remember?’ he teased, planting kisses on my inner thigh.
I didn’t want him to speak either, not really. I preferred his lips exactly where they were, driving me out of my mind. Teeth nipped teasingly at my sensitive flesh, and my hips jerked off the table.
He growled and repeated the action, a little rougher this time. My needy moan seemed to trigger him and this time when his lips trailed down to my pussy, he didn’t stop.
He blew softly on my clit, drawing a harsh cry from me right before he slowly licked me from taint to hood.
‘Oh,