Tempt Me by Shiloh Walker Page A

inside her pussy, she whimpered. “I
like watching myself touch you,” he muttered, staring at their
reflections. “You’re so damned gorgeous.”
    Rocki panted, rocking her
hips against his hand.
    â€œ How do you like
being touched?”
    She groaned. “I
don’t think you need my help.” She moved harder, faster
against his touch, riding it.
    Wet—she was wet,
wild...amazing.
    Still staring at her, he
tested the weight of her breast with his other hand. Warm, full and
soft—so damn soft. He squeezed her nipple. “What about
here?” He bent his neck, raking his teeth over her shoulder.
“You want to be touched here? How?”
    â€œ Cole...” she
whimpered his name.
    â€œ Tell me. Show me.”
    She covered his hand with
hers. Smaller fingers guided his, and they both watched as she had
him squeezing tighter, just a little tighter. And she continued to
ride his other hand.
    When he felt her tighten
around his fingers, though, he pulled away.
    Rocki cried out, grasping
at his wrist.
    He evaded her, lifting
his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. Then he tangled his
hand in her hair and tugged her head back, kissing her. It was
rougher, rougher than before, but from under his lashes, he watched
her. She shuddered and arched back against him, pressing her ass
against his cock.
    The top of his head
almost came off.
    Tearing his mouth away,
he rasped, “On your hands and knees, Rocki. I want to watch
this.”
    â€œ Damn it, you want
to kill me.” She shuddered and then eased forward, bracing her
weight on her hands, spreading her knees for him. Then she lifted her
head, watching him through the mirror.
    Cole stared at the round
curve of her ass, up over the line of her back, then into the mirror,
meeting her eyes. As he gripped her hips in his hands, he watched
her. As he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, he
watched.
    â€œ Are you sore?”
he asked.
    Her lashes dipped low.
“Just a little. I don’t care.”
    He eased backward,
pushing his fingers inside. She was slick. Slick and wet, tight,
gripping him as he tested her. “I don’t want to hurt
you.”
    â€œ I want you to fuck
me...I don’t care if it hurts a little or not.” Rocki
gave him a wicked smile, one that would have turned his blood to lava
if she hadn’t already done that.
    â€œ Bad girl,”
he whispered. “Damn it, why didn’t I ever see the appeal
of that before now?”
    â€œ Hmm. Maybe because
you hadn’t met me?”
    He didn’t waste the
breath to answer. Staring down, he wrapped his hand around his cock
and pressed against her, watching in the dim light as the swollen
folds of her sex yielded to him. Hot, slick...so soft it was killing
him. He was shuddering by the time he’d buried himself to the
hilt, shaking and sweating when he pulled out for the first time. And
already almost to boiling point in under thirty seconds.
    But he held off,
spreading his hands wide over her hips and holding her steady when
she tried to drive the rhythm.
    When she pressed back
against him harder, faster, he tangled his hand in her hair and
forced her upright, pulling her body against him. She gasped and
stared at their reflections, her eyes dark, her mouth parted. It was
the most erotic sight—
    â€œ Look at how
beautiful you are,” he rasped, stroking a hand down her middle
and teasing her clit with his finger as he rocked against her in a
slow, teasing circle. “Stop trying to rush this.”
    She tightened around him,
grasping at his wrist, a startled cry falling from her lips. “Cole,
please—damn it, please !” She arched her back and
those full, beautiful breasts lifted, her nipples swollen and tight.
At the same time, she twisted her hips a little, still impaled on his
cock.
    Swearing, he shifted,
pushing her to her knees and then farther, until she was spread out
beneath him. He