A Million Guilty Pleasures: Million Dollar Duet by C.L. Parker Page B

to her breast and manipulating one taut peak. “I can and will give you everything you need to feel good. But I’m a jealous, vengeful god, Lanie.”
    She moved a hand between her legs to cover mine as I finger-fucked her, and the other palmed the back of my neck. “I’m … shit … I’m yours, Noah. Just … oh, God … yours.”
    “Good. I’m glad we agree,” I said, pushing my fingers in further and with more purpose. “Do you want to come?”
    She nodded.
    “Hmm, I’m not so sure you do,” I said, toying with her. “Beg for it.”
    “Please,” she said breathlessly.
    “Oh, come on. Surely you can do better than that,” I said, rolling her nipple between my fingertips. “Convince me.”
    She arched her back while digging her nails into my neck and pushing down on the hand I had between her legs.
    My fingers worked steadfastly, but when her walls began to tighten, I pulled back, halting my efforts. “I don’t think so, kitten. Not until you convince me.”
    She whimpered. “Please, Noah. Give it to me. Let me come on your fingers.”
    Goddamn, I wanted her. But I needed her release to fill me, sustain me until I could have her again.
    “Oh, you will come, Lanie, but not on my fingers.” I releasedher, only to pick her up and turn her so that her ass was perched on the edge of the stone-tiled wall surrounding the bathtub. A nice, fluffy towel was already there, so she wouldn’t be too uncomfortable, given what I’d just done to her a little while ago.
    I was so anxious to give her what she wanted, to taste her, that I wasn’t quite as careful spreading her knees apart to allow me access to her pretty little kitty. But there were no cries of protest, only a cry of pleasure as I buried my face between her thighs and began to lap at her silken folds with the flattened part of my tongue. She fisted her hands in my hair—damn if I didn’t fucking love it when she did that—and then she hooked her legs over my shoulders with her knees falling to the side, giving me full access.
    I looked up at her and she was watching me, so I made a big show of letting her see my long, thick tongue work her juicy little clit.
    “Fuck,” she whispered, and then bit down on her bottom lip. She lovingly pushed her fingers through the locks of hair on the side of my head. “That feels so unbelievably fantastic. Do you like the way I taste, Noah?”
    I closed my eyes and let out an “Mmm …” before giving her slit tender kisses.
    I heard her suck in a breath of air, and I looked back up at her, making sure she was still watching me. She was. Reaching my arm around her thigh, I used my fingers to pull back the hood of skin at her apex to reveal the fleshy meat hidden beneath. She needed to have the full view to really appreciate what I was doing, and I gave it to her.
    I leaned forward again and sucked her engorged bud intomy mouth, pulling back my head and letting it go before doing it again and again.
    “Jesus,” she said in a hiss. “Come up here and fuck me, Noah. I need you inside me.”
    I ignored her, completely enthralled by the effect I was having on her not just physically but mentally and emotionally. My eyes were trained on her face, watching every little detailed expression of pleasure, because knowing I was making her feel good … it just fucking did things to me.
    She was enthralled by what I was doing to her as well, her eyes following with rapt fascination every move I made. I bared my teeth, scraping her clit with them before the pointed end of my tongue slowly flicked back and forth over the delicious little nub. She sucked in a stuttered breath, her grip tightening in my hair as I encompassed the pert bud with my lips and gave her a wink.
    I meant to drive her insane, and apparently I was on the right track.
    “Oh, God. You have to stop, baby. You’re going to make me come, and I want your cock inside me.”
    No way—no fucking way was I going to deprive myself of the sweet