Club Saturday: Contemporary Menage Romance (Sarasota Sin Series Book 2) by Talyn Scott Page B
Authors: Talyn Scott
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forearm around Vania’s waist for support. “That’s it,” he coaxed, “lean on me.” His open mouth came down hard on her nape. The pleasurable bite almost crossed the line of pain.
Goosebumps pebbled her skin. “Ah!” His tongue started flicking out, tracing sensitive spots connected strategically to her clit. How did he know exactly where to touch her?
Right beneath her ear, he bit down again.
“Evan!”
He licked away the sting of his bite.
“Oh, Evan…” When he nuzzled the hypersensitive spots on her nape, Vania grew wetter.
“I’ve waited for months to touch you.” His admission sent chills throughout her body. “To taste you.”
A hand skimmed Vania’s soft belly until he stopped on her mound. He kept it still, allowing nothing more than the heat from his palm and fingers to warm her sex.
“Please.” She needed him to move that hand.
Vania heard Evan grit his teeth as his hand tightened on her pussy, gracing her throbbing sex with a teasing squeeze before backing off. He dipped his head and trailed bites down the side of her throat. Vania gasped at every nibble, each claiming bite.
“I want you to dance for me again. Soon, Vania.” One finger precisely touched her clit, massaging the seam of her pants against her swollen nub while he licked down her neck. “While you’re completely naked.”
She sucked in a breath as he sucked in the skin over her hammering pulse point. He bit down right over the spot.
“If I give you that dance,” she said on a long moan, “what… do I get for my efforts?”
“I’m about to show you.”
Chapter 14
Evan turned Vania to face him. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted while his midnight eyes roamed up and down her body, clearly feasting on what he saw yet hungering for more.
“Evan.”
“Mmm, Vania.” His hand shot out and unfastened her pants with practiced precision. He slid them down her legs, his fingertips grazing her skin like butterfly wings. Evan lowered and lifted each foot to remove her pants but left on her shoes.
He leaned back and appraised what he’d unwrapped. Vania stood in nude hiphugger panties, professional yet tall heels, and a crocheted peasant blouse with a waist tie. “I know beauty and imperfection go hand in hand.” He licked his lips. “I can’t find your imperfections anywhere. You kill me, Baby. You really do.”
She whimpered, waiting on his next move.
Slowly, Evan’s hands slid up her outer thighs, fingers dipping behind her knees on his upward glide.
She moaned his name while the back of her head hit the wall.
“That’s it,” he whispered gruffly. “You know who has you.”
Evan brought his hands back to her waist, kissing and nibbling her thighs as he lifted her shirt. He toyed with the waist-tie of her blouse and peppered kisses on her stomach.
Her fingers curled in his hair when Evan dipped his tongue in her navel, circling. “Feels incredible.” She stared down at him as he loosened the waist-tie. His eyes met hers with longing.
“Yes, focus. Push everything aside but us.” Evan placed a kiss against the V-front dip of her hiphuggers. “Imagine me inside you, Vania, as deep as I can go.”
“I am.” She sank her fingers to his scalp. “Right now.”
Evan pulled Vania’s blouse over her head while delivering wet, open-mouth kisses on her scorching skin. “So hot, you’re burning for me.”
“Yes.” She writhed beneath his lips, the ache building in her sex. How did he make her burn all over? How did Evan’s touch propel her to unbearable desperation in minutes?
“I always knew beneath your proper little outfits, you’d be gorgeous in your skin.”
Evan tossed aside her blouse and feasted on the sight of her. He wiped a shaky hand over his mouth, seemingly transfixed on where her breasts plumped above her unlined demi bra. The fabric was sheer nude nylon, similar to stockings. Her large, rosy nipples stood
Goosebumps pebbled her skin. “Ah!” His tongue started flicking out, tracing sensitive spots connected strategically to her clit. How did he know exactly where to touch her?
Right beneath her ear, he bit down again.
“Evan!”
He licked away the sting of his bite.
“Oh, Evan…” When he nuzzled the hypersensitive spots on her nape, Vania grew wetter.
“I’ve waited for months to touch you.” His admission sent chills throughout her body. “To taste you.”
A hand skimmed Vania’s soft belly until he stopped on her mound. He kept it still, allowing nothing more than the heat from his palm and fingers to warm her sex.
“Please.” She needed him to move that hand.
Vania heard Evan grit his teeth as his hand tightened on her pussy, gracing her throbbing sex with a teasing squeeze before backing off. He dipped his head and trailed bites down the side of her throat. Vania gasped at every nibble, each claiming bite.
“I want you to dance for me again. Soon, Vania.” One finger precisely touched her clit, massaging the seam of her pants against her swollen nub while he licked down her neck. “While you’re completely naked.”
She sucked in a breath as he sucked in the skin over her hammering pulse point. He bit down right over the spot.
“If I give you that dance,” she said on a long moan, “what… do I get for my efforts?”
“I’m about to show you.”
Chapter 14
Evan turned Vania to face him. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted while his midnight eyes roamed up and down her body, clearly feasting on what he saw yet hungering for more.
“Evan.”
“Mmm, Vania.” His hand shot out and unfastened her pants with practiced precision. He slid them down her legs, his fingertips grazing her skin like butterfly wings. Evan lowered and lifted each foot to remove her pants but left on her shoes.
He leaned back and appraised what he’d unwrapped. Vania stood in nude hiphugger panties, professional yet tall heels, and a crocheted peasant blouse with a waist tie. “I know beauty and imperfection go hand in hand.” He licked his lips. “I can’t find your imperfections anywhere. You kill me, Baby. You really do.”
She whimpered, waiting on his next move.
Slowly, Evan’s hands slid up her outer thighs, fingers dipping behind her knees on his upward glide.
She moaned his name while the back of her head hit the wall.
“That’s it,” he whispered gruffly. “You know who has you.”
Evan brought his hands back to her waist, kissing and nibbling her thighs as he lifted her shirt. He toyed with the waist-tie of her blouse and peppered kisses on her stomach.
Her fingers curled in his hair when Evan dipped his tongue in her navel, circling. “Feels incredible.” She stared down at him as he loosened the waist-tie. His eyes met hers with longing.
“Yes, focus. Push everything aside but us.” Evan placed a kiss against the V-front dip of her hiphuggers. “Imagine me inside you, Vania, as deep as I can go.”
“I am.” She sank her fingers to his scalp. “Right now.”
Evan pulled Vania’s blouse over her head while delivering wet, open-mouth kisses on her scorching skin. “So hot, you’re burning for me.”
“Yes.” She writhed beneath his lips, the ache building in her sex. How did he make her burn all over? How did Evan’s touch propel her to unbearable desperation in minutes?
“I always knew beneath your proper little outfits, you’d be gorgeous in your skin.”
Evan tossed aside her blouse and feasted on the sight of her. He wiped a shaky hand over his mouth, seemingly transfixed on where her breasts plumped above her unlined demi bra. The fabric was sheer nude nylon, similar to stockings. Her large, rosy nipples stood
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