Initiation (Xylon Warriors 1) by Ruth D. Kerce Page B

sexual walls, letting go, actually made her feel stronger. Let the adventure begin . She almost laughed at the unconventional-for-her thought.
    “Take off your top.”
    She pulled the soft, sweat shirt over her head and let it drop to the floor. The pink bra still covered her breasts, so she didn’t feel overly exposed. He was going slowly, and she appreciated that. At least for now. Braden’s eyes dilated as he looked at her. He made her feel so sexy and desired. Like a tasty morsel he couldn’t wait to sample.
    He scooted back a little on the bed, but kept his feet flat on the floor. “Come up here and straddle my lap.”
    Awkwardly, she mounted him, her thighs on either side of his on the mattress. She sank down and felt the ridge of his cock press against her. Her excitement grew, though she tried not to show it. That would make her too vulnerable. She needed to retain a modicum of control, at least until she knew for sure exactly what Braden had in mind. She rested her hands on his shoulders for balance.
    His fingers eased up her back and drifted over the bare skin of her chest and arms. Back and forth, his fingertips slid, making her skin and muscles shiver in delight. He slipped one strap of the little pink bra down her shoulder, letting the back of his fingers caress her skin. Then he slipped down the other strap. “Take this off.”
    She reached behind her and fidgeted with the closure. Her move thrust her breasts precariously close to his mouth. She could feel his need to touch her, it matched her own, and she tried to hurry. Her fingers wouldn’t cooperate and felt more like thumbs. Finally, she got the hooks loose. She held the bra cups in front of her. Would he like what he saw? Silly. He’d already seen her. It’s just that this time seemed so much more important. She released her hold and let the bra fall to the floor.
    He sat perfectly still, staring at her breasts. He didn’t speak. Didn’t even twitch a muscle.
    She could see and hear his increased respirations. The beating of her heart increased in response, and her nipples grew hard at his intense scrutiny. He’d seen her breasts before, when he applied the healing cream. Even so, he was looking at her as if for the first time. No man had ever been so enthralled with her body. It was a major turn on.
    “Absolutely beautiful.” He licked his lips, leaned forward, then paused to look up at her.
    He wanted to use his mouth on her. She saw the unspoken question in his eyes. He was giving her the choice. In that moment, she thought she might melt at his feet. “Yes,” she squeaked out, barely audible to her ears, but Braden heard, or more likely read her lips.
    Leaning into her, his tongue touched her left breast directly below the nipple. Lightly. Gently. Barely there. He drew up slowly, with the tip of his tongue, in one long lick.
    She trembled and closed her eyes. The feel of his tongue was incredible. Slightly rougher than a human male’s, the stimulation made her whole body ache with need. He was a man who certainly knew how to lick a woman. His hot breath wafted across the wetness he left behind.
    He eased the tip of his tongue around her nipple, not touching the sensitive flesh this time, just teasing the skin surrounding the hard bud. Slow, lazy circles.
    Her fingers burrowed into his hair, trying to guide his mouth. She wanted him to suck her. She needed to feel the pull of his lips, but Braden continued on his own path, much to her frustration.
    Again and again, he circled the nipple, stimulating her, drawing her closer to the edge. When she didn’t think she could take anymore without screaming out her need, he finally stopped. He kissed the hard bud ever so softly, then rasped his tongue across the center one time.
    She jerked, the jolt of pleasure was so intense. A moan escaped her throat. This on-the-edge excitement was completely alien to her—no pun intended. No man had ever made her this horny after such a simple