His to Possess #5: Entangled by Opal Carew Page B

The delicate brush of his lips against her palm made her insides flutter.
    “No, sweetheart. First you.”
    He nuzzled her neck, then she felt his fingers on her top button. It released, then he moved to the next. Then the next. He gazed at her chest, a simmering heat in his eyes, as he continued to open her blouse, then he drew it wide and smiled.
    “Beautiful.”
    She shrugged off her blazer, letting it fall to the floor, then he pushed her blouse from her shoulders. It fluttered to the ground, landing atop her jacket. She reached around behind her and unfastened her skirt. He smiled and drew it down her hips, slowly, then let it drop to the floor.
    His smile turned to a broad grin as he stared at her garter belt. “Very sexy.”
    Guilt swept through her, since she wore the garter belt because of Dane’s command, but Storm seemed too caught up in their current situation to think about that. Because if he did think about it, he would realize she’d worn it for Dane.
    He scooped her up, then set her on the edge of the bed, and knelt in front of her. The feel of his fingertips grazing her feet as he slipped off her pumps sent quivers along her skin.
    Then he cupped her head and drew her toward him for a deep, passionate kiss. His lips, so warm and firm on hers, sent her heart racing. She stroked her fingers through his dark hair, shorter than it had been before, as his mouth lingered on hers, then his tongue dipped inside. When he finally released her lips, she drew in a deep breath.
    His hands glided down her shoulders. He leaned forward and nuzzled her neck. She drew in a slow breath as his mouth continued downward, then she felt the brush of his lips on the swell of her breast. His hands skimmed along her sides and she longed for him to pull down the cups of her bra to reveal her swelling nipples. As if reading her mind, he reached behind her and found the hooks, then unfastened them. The elastic of her bra released and he peeled the lacy garment from her.
    He leaned back, gazing at her naked breasts with deep admiration in his eyes. The nipples hardened, peaking forward as if reaching out to him. Begging him to touch them. And he did. Lightly, he caressed her swollen, aching breasts, then ran his fingertips over her nipples reverently.
    “I’ve missed your beautiful breasts.”
    She sucked in air as he lightly stroked her hard nubs.
    He smiled. “I’ve missed how you react to my touch.”
    He leaned forward and his mouth covered one nipple. She grasped his head and held him to her as his tongue laved over her sensitive nub, then he suckled and she thought she’d faint from sheer pleasure.
    He continued to suck and she moaned as her whole body quivered.
    “Oh, Storm, I’ve missed you.”
    He gazed up at her, his eyes aglow with deep emotion. “You don’t know how much it means to me to hear you say that.”
    He dipped his head and sucked deeply, sending her blood boiling. He eased her back onto the bed and caressed her breasts, stroking and squeezing as he lapped and suckled her nipples. She arched against him. A deep craving built within her.
    She took his hand and glided it down her belly. “Please, Storm. I need you.”
    He chuckled and eased back, admiring her. He tucked his fingers under the elastic of her thong and slid it down. His gazed locked on her shaven folds as he stripped off the bit of satin and lace.
    She opened her legs as he leaned toward her again, her insides quivering in anticipation. At the first touch of his lips on her sensitive inner thigh, she arched, but he merely teased her flesh, kissing lightly, then circling upward, past her aching, hot flesh, to her navel. He dipped his tongue inside and swirled. Then slowly … torturously slowly … he drifted down, nearing her throbbing sex.
    When his mouth finally touched her intimate flesh, she moaned. He licked the length of her, his tongue gliding along her slick folds. She coiled her fingers in his hair, clutching his head to her. His