A Seductive Melody (The Kelly Brothers Book 5) by Crista McHugh Page B

process for him to jump into a sexual relationship. And yet he’d made such huge strides today, she’d almost forgotten where he’d been that morning. “I knew I’d fuck this up somehow.”
    Ethan caught her wrist and spun her back against him. “Do I look like I’m uncomfortable?”
    A rock-hard ridge strained against his zipper and pressed against her lower stomach. “I don’t know. You tell me.”
    “I think it’s quite obvious how turned on I am right now.” He gave her a quick kiss, drawing out the end by sucking on her bottom lip. “I know you’re trying to look out for me, and I appreciate that. If you tell me to stop, I will, but if you want to continue…”
    The little voice inside her head told her to stop things now, but the desire proved too much. “I do.”
    She grabbed his hand and led him inside. Ari and the rest of their friends had already left for the club. The place was wrecked, but she’d deal with that in the morning. Right now, all she cared about was getting Ethan in her bedroom before she lost her nerve.
    As soon as the door shut, she pulled him to her again. Their kisses took on a frantic nature as though they were two teenagers who wanted to come before they got caught by their parents. She tugged his shirt off, taking a second to admire the tattoos covering his lean frame before diving into the next breathless kiss.
    Ethan fumbled for the zipper of her dress, but when it hit a snag, he broke off the kiss with a growl of frustration. “Turn around.”
    A shiver coursed down her spine. In everyday life, she hated men ordering her around. But in the bedroom, it was a different story.
    He finally got her dress off, followed by her bra, leaving her to stand in the chilly bedroom with her back to him. He drew back her hair to expose the nape of her neck and pressed his lips against the skin. “How do you like it?”
    Her stomach fluttered. Would he be put off by her submissive preferences? “You tell me.”
    He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her chest to cup her breasts in his hands. “Are you going to make me guess?”
    “No.” She leaned back against him, savoring the heat of his bare chest. “You tell me.”
    He froze as her request sank in. Then he tightened his hold on her and tilted her to the side so his warm breath bathed her ear. “I tend to get a little rough.”
    To prove his point, he squeezed her nipples as he caught her earlobe between his teeth. The sharpness of the pain made her breath catch and sent a bolt of desire straight to her sex. He followed the brief sting with soothing flicks of his tongue and a gentle massage of her breasts. Just as she was forgetting the rough play, he repeated the action with the same effect on her.
    He gave another low chuckle as though he knew exactly how much his teasing was turning her on. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
    The next few minutes were a tango of pleasure and pain. For every nip or pinch, he’d take his time soothing the injured flesh, lulling her back into a relaxed state before jolting her arousal again. His mouth explored the back of her neck, her shoulders, her arms, while his hands stayed on her breasts. His erection pressed against her ass the whole time, a constant reminder of what lay in store for her.
    The pleasure–pain cycle became faster, more intense, until he finally released her. His voice was raw and panting as he said, “Turn around and take off your panties.”
    She complied with the first part of his order and met his gaze. The fiery desire in his eyes and rapid rise and fall of his chest quickened her pulse. He had a dangerous air about him, like he wanted to fuck her senseless. But instead of being frightened by it, it only turned her on even more.
    “Take them off,” he ordered again.
    She shimmied them off in slow striptease, watching his reaction the entire time. His jaw tightened. His nostrils flared. His hands clenched into white-knuckled fists. But he stayed right where he was, his