Pleasure Prolonged by Cathryn Fox Page B

all too well. Her hands raked through his hair, gripping and pulling, unable to get her fill, unable to assuage the hunger tearing at her insides.
    God, she’d never felt so needy, so out of control before. It occurred to her she was completely at his mercy.
    His voice sounded strangled, his breath coming in jagged bursts. “I want you so much, Erin, I ache.” With fierce possessiveness his tongue delved deeper to explore her every crevice, her every secret.
    When she glanced into his turbulent eyes, she was astonished by the raw emotions that tugged at her. Her stomach tightened, her heart fluttered. Some inner voice warned her that there was more than physical desire driving her actions and need for him. Self-preservation urged her to run. To run as far away from him as possible. But she knew she could no more move away from this man than she could move a mountain.
    He rolled to his side, his large body pressing against hers. The raw, hungry look in his eyes sent a plethora of sensations rushing through her.
    His corded muscles shifted as his hands skimmed her curves and dipped below her skirt. With the utmost expertise, he gently inched her knees apart.
    “Oh God,” she whispered, barely recognizing her voice.
    He feathered his fingertips over her quivering flesh. “I want you, Erin. I want to be inside you. I want you writhing beneath me while I feel your hot juices drip over my cock when you come for me. But mostly I want to taste you.”
    Erin shivered almost violently as his darkly seductive timbre seeped under her skin.
    Slowly, gently, his hands slid over her legs to her inner thighs. His fingers traveled higher and higher until he found her warm sex. He pulled open her dewy lips and idly strokedher aching clitoris. Erin gripped the mattress as her skin came alive. She began panting heavily.
    His nostrils flared. “Tell me you want me.” He breathed the words into her mouth.
    The aroused edginess in his tone made her tremble. She worked to recover her voice, and shared in his urgency. Her hands raced over him. “I want you, Kale.” Oh how she wanted him. She craved him with an intensity that was as arousing as it was scary.
    His lips abandoned hers and moved to her neck. His mouth felt like fire on her naked flesh. Sounds of pure carnal delight erupted low in her throat. Blood pulsing hot, she melted underneath his touch as his warm, scented breath and heady male essence curled around her.
    She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “Oh God, Kale.” She began moving, writhing, pressing against him like a wanton woman, her long nails biting into his flesh, leaving their mark as though she were branding him.
    The logical side of her warned she was getting in way over her head, but the rest of her didn’t care. The chemistry between them was explosive. She craved him with every fiber of her being.
    The warmth of his skin seeped under her flesh as he positioned himself over her. Rational thought packed a bag and headed south for vacation, leaving her libido calling the shots. She moaned louder and moved restlessly below him.
    Her responses to his touch seemed to please him. He growled and thumbed her engorged clitoris. “I love it when you move like that.”
    She arched her pelvis forward, driving his hand harder against her cleft. “Like this?” she asked, barely able to see straight in her current haze of arousal.
    “Yes. Exactly like that.” He rewarded her efforts by pushing a finger deep inside. His fingertip worked around her oversensitive hot button that sent fire pitching through her blood.
    Her whole body came unglued and quaked beneath his expert ministrations. “I’m…”
    “I know, Erin. I can feel your muscles tightening.” He lowered his voice to a mere whisper. “Close your eyes, babe. Don’t think. Just feel. Open yourself up to me and concentrate only on the sensations,” he commanded in a gentle voice.
    She complied. Erin let her lids slip shut, bit down on her bottom lip, and