Deceptively Yours (Wanton Weston Women, Book Two) by Wynter Daniels

tugged him gently as she turned on the chaise lounge then she licked the head of his cock. “Oh Lord.”
    His balls clenched with savage need but she proceeded with her maddeningly slow pace, drawing her tongue over his length, pulling him into her mouth and sucking him to the back of her throat. He grasped the edge of the seat to steady himself.
    She gently scraped her teeth over his flesh and he gasped, more out of surprise than pain. Then she sucked him so perfectly that he feared he’d lose it. He cupped her cheek. “If you keep this up, I won’t be able to satisfy you like I want to.”
    She looked up at him with doe eyes as she released him and lay back against the cushion.
    Retrieving his pants from the ground, he dug in his wallet for a condom then neared the lounger.
    Her eyes fixed on his cock as he sheathed himself. She licked her lips again and stretched her arms out to him.
    Climbing on top of her, he pushed her thighs apart with his knee then settled between her legs. He braced himself on his forearms and smoothed her hair back from her face.
    Laura arched toward him. “I need you inside me.”
    He crushed his mouth to hers for a blistering kiss as he slid his shaft back and forth across her entrance. Desire pooled in her belly. She whimpered with helpless need but he wasn’t ready to bury himself inside her, not yet. He wanted her slick and wet, desperate.
    He held her stare and something passed between them, something as elemental as air or water.
    She lifted her hips and curled her fingers into his back, urging him on.
    There was the desperation he’d waited for. He dragged a finger through her feminine folds and smiled. “You’re drenched.”
    She nodded and her breath grew shallow. “Please.”
    Need constricted inside him. He hung onto his control with all his might then pushed through her swollen, intimate lips. He entered her slowly and savored the hot, slick confines of her pussy.
    She clenched him in welcome, molded her innermost muscles around him. Nothing had ever felt this good, this right. He moved inside her, inch by inch, going deeper with each thrust until he’d buried himself.
    His blood roared in his ears. He longed to surrender to the building rhapsody of bliss but he hung on, struggled to make it last long enough to see another orgasm contort Laura’s pretty face. He churned his hips and thrust hard as she clung to him, moaning and purring.
    She tightened her grasp on him, clawed at his skin as an expression of pure euphoria settled on her features. He loved the way she wore her bliss. She twisted and shook, drew incoherent gasps. As her climax released its grip on her, her face relaxed into a dreamy smile.
    Finally, he succumbed to his pleasure and detonated in a pulse-pounding explosion. He emptied himself inside her. She squeezed him from the inside, milking him until he came apart at the seams. He collapsed on top of her, panting and sweating, feeling more satisfied than he ever had before.
    He rolled off her and held her in his arms. All he could think of was making love to her again, being with her every moment.
    But he had a job to do. Catching Harry was even more important now that Guy had made love to Harry’s future neighbor. He wouldn’t rest until he made sure Laura was safe.

 
    Chapter Five
     
    Laura eased the covers back and got out of bed as quietly as she could. She glanced back at Guy and flashed on the amazing sex they’d shared last night, first on the pool deck, then later when they came inside. He was the most thoughtful, caring lover she’d ever had—and the best, by far.
    She stroked his hair as he slept. A shiver of renewed desire coursed through her as she flashed on their lovemaking—the way he’d kneeled before her as if she were royalty. Then he’d licked and sucked and done unspeakably erotic things to her, every part of her. He’d spread her wide and had his way with her and she’d loved every wanton second of it.
    Why did everything