Chapter 4

He'd said it lightly, but there was a heavy undertone of meaning beneath the words and his body was rigid with control. She knew about control but it was a different kind. She hid behind it every day of her life, locked behind an iron shield for so long she wasn't even sure she knew how to let go.

She was amazed that he actually wanted to fuck her, a man wh9o could probably have any woman in the world.

Only if you want me to.

Yes, I want you to, but I'm afraid What if I turn you off?.

The owner of Loftin Realty was supposed to have her shit together, not be trembling like a shy virgin.

As if he could hear her thoughts, he said, "How about it, Kari. Can you trust me for one night? Believe what I say? I promise I'm going to make you feel very, very good."

She could feel his power rippling beneath the surface, surrounding her. Could she just do this? Give him control? Not worry about anything? While her brain was still whirling his mouth came down on hers, his tongue sliding between her lips and tasting her, licking the inside of her cheeks. One large hand slid from her shoulder and glided over her breasts, circling it gently with his palm. The other slid beneath her t-shirt and pressed against her warm skin.

He tasted like every bit of sin she'd ever imagined, his tongue rapacious as it skimmed every surface of her mouth. The heat of his hands burned its way through her body. By now not only were her panties drenched but she was sure her slacks were, too. He slid his hands down her back and pressed her against his crotch, the thick bulge of his penis hard against her public mound. Shamelessly she rubbed herself against him.

Riley lifted his head and dragged air into his lungs, a startled look in his eyes.

"Jesus, Kari. I must have some fantastic karma for the gods to drop you into my lap tonight. Lordy, darlin', I may never let you out of here."

She stood on tiptoe and brushed her lips against his chin. The words popped out of her mouth before she had a chance to think. "And maybe I'll want that."

Then she looked up into eyes filled with such carnal lust her knees nearly buckled.

"We have too many clothes on," he rasped, gripping her t-shirt and pulling it over her head.

Deftly he undid the clasp on her bra, tossing the lacy garment aside with her shirt and letting her breasts swing free. Streaks of sensation ran from her hardened nipples through the heavy globes. She didn't know what to do except hang onto his upper arms to keep from falling.

His mouth followed a line across her cheek to a spot behind her ear that she'd never known could be so sensitive, especially when he licked it with the tip of his tongue. That same tongue draw a path along the column of her neck until he reached the point where it joined her shoulder. He nipped at it lightly then soothed it with his tongue. His hands palmed her breasts, gentle squeezing them, thumbs rasping against the tightly beaded nipples.

Kari was shaking with anticipation.

"I have to taste," he murmured, and bent his head.

When his mouth closed over one nipple Kari thought she would faint from the pleasure. Her pussy fluttered and a hot flush raced over her body. For a very brief moment she wanted to apologize for her breasts, for the fact that they weren't pert or nicely shaped, but Riley didn't seem to notice those things. He was too busy drawing her swollen nipples into his mouth, grazing them lightly with his teeth then circling them with the tip of his tongue.

A streak of boldness raced through her now. This was what she'd come here for tonight and the gates of every possibility were open to her. She tugged on his t-shirt, pulling it loose from his jeans. She smoothed her hands over the hard wall of his chest, feeling the softness of the curls covering the skin, her fingers just grazing his flat male nipples. Riley sucked in his breath and moved his body back and forth across her breasts. The sensation was incredible, the little hairs tickling at her like a thousand tiny flames.

"Kari?" His voice was like a drug, slurring her senses.

"Mmm?"

"I'm going to take off your slacks. I have to see the rest of your body. Touch it. Taste it.

"Riley, I-"

"Ssh." He touched a finger to her lips. "I told you it would be all right. "

She heard the snick of her snap opening and the hum of the zipper riding down. Then, as if he couldn't wait a moment longer, he lifted her and carried her into the bedroom, stripped back the cover and placed her gently on the acres of bed. He knelt before her, disposing of her sandals and sliding her jeans and panties down her legs and over her feet. His hands were like heated iron as they grasped her thighs and slowly moved them apart.

He was silent for so long she was sure he was digging for some kind of compliment, Anything to make her feel less secure while trying to figure out how to get out of this situation. The last thing she expected was for him to lean forward and place an open-mouthed kiss on her cunt. The kiss was so intimate, so warm, her entire body jerked in reaction and she knew her cream was flooding his lips.

"Oh!" was all she could manage.

When he lifted his head and stood up, she felt an unbearable loss of touch. She looked up at him and saw his eyes taking in every inch of her naked body. She wanted to yank the bedspread up and cover herself. Desperation warred with the growing sensuous need.