Page 45 of Uncharted Desires
“I need to hear a yes, Kat. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want.”
“Yes,” she sighed. “Touch me.”
His fingers teased their way down to the apex of her thighs, dancing over her panties before slipping underneath them. She felt one finger enter her, and her head fell back at the sensation.
West’s voice dropped an octave, dark and rough. “You’re so wet for me.” He inserted a second finger and crooked his finger up. “Fuck, sweetheart, you’re so tight.”
Her breath hitched as he grazed her sensitive inner walls.
His thumb pushed ever so slightly against her clit, and sensations shot through her body like lightning. Her hips writhed beneath him.
“There?” His deep voice coursed through her veins like electricity, sending shocks of desire throughout her body.
He pushed again, harder and faster this time, and circled his thumb on her clit while moving his fingers in and out of her with masterful precision.
Kat felt like she was being sent into oblivion and might never come back. She had never experienced sensations like this before and wanted more.
West abruptly removed his hands from her. She let out an anguished cry of protest as the sensations disappeared.
In a flash, he ripped away her panties and hoisted her legs over his shoulders, his eyes wild with the promise of pleasure.
“West . . .” she stammered, her eyes wide in disbelief. “What are you . . .?”
He cocked his head, locking his gaze with hers. “Kat,” he purred, as if savoring her name on his lips. “I’m about to taste pure heaven—but I can stop if you want me to. Just say the word.”
Raising herself onto her elbows, she could see him now, his dark golden hair dipping between her trembling thighs and his face aglow with anticipation. Heaven indeed. “No,” she answered, arching her back in silent invitation. “Carry on.”
“You’re entirely too calm. I think I’m losing my touch if you can think straight.” He tickled her side, making her laugh. She reveled in the dark intensity between them, transitioning from sexual to playful and back again within seconds.
His finger probed deeper this time, making her moan with desire.
“You are also far too quiet. We’re on an isolated island. I should hear your voice echoing off its shores.”
“That’s not true,” she groaned with desire as his tongue explored her seam, licking its way from the bottom to the top, now dipping inside of her. “Did you forget about the murdering drug lords just a few feet away?”
Her words were barely audible as her body quivered in anticipation. It was hard to concentrate when an incredibly attractive man was busy manipulating her most sensitive parts.
He circled her throbbing clit and she drove her fingernails into his scalp, urging him on, never wanting him to stop. His groans reverberated through her body, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her.
“I don’t care about them, lose yourself,” he said, as he added a finger, and she purred in appreciation.
“Like that,” he said, satisfied.
His fingers worked in unison with his mouth to tease out every moan, every feeling. She felt her fear dissipate, replaced by raw emotion as her nerves unraveled beneath him, and Kat could feel it building inside her, all the pain, and frustration, all the times she had held back, all the times she hadn’t gone for what she wanted and had played it safe, all the rejections, she let it all go.
“You taste so good,” he murmured from between her legs. “Now let go.”
The sensations built up in intensity with each movement of his hands and mouth until she felt the walls of her mind shatter, sending shards of ecstasy throughout her body. She screamed out his name into the twilight as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, pushing her further and further until all she could feel was pure bliss.
The sky lit up, and a crack of thunder shook the ground. West had just given her an orgasm so strong she felt the ground shake.
West’s hands moved up and down Kat’s legs as he licked and kissed her in a place no man had been in years. He moved up her body, worshipping each breast with delicate kisses before his mouth crept up to her neck, leaving a trail of barely there kisses that had Kat entranced. His tongue tasted of the pleasure they had just shared, and she reveled in the sweet sensation.
He adjusted her clothes, putting her back together. Looking down at his shorts, she gestured toward him. “You don’t want me to take care of that?”
He kissed the top of her head. “Trust me, sweetheart, I want nothing more, but we need to get back to the cave. It’s getting dark, and it’s raining. I’m going to check for the guards.”
So, she hadn’t imagined the lightning. She felt the drops of rain on her scorched skin as it fell.