Page 76 of Claimed By my Father's Enemies
She has gone still.
The kind of stillness a body does when something arrives before the mind has worked out how to process it. Her eyes are on my face but not quite focused. I watch the thought move through her.
And underneath the shock, in the slow shift of her breathing, the slight part of her lips and the way her hands are no longer pressing against my chest but resting there, not pushing, I see that she is not rejecting the idea.
"Both?" she says.
"Both."
She looks at me for a long moment.
"Let's take it slow," I say. "See how it might work. I'm willing to risk it." I hold her gaze and I mean every word. "You?"
One full breath in and out.
Then she kisses me.
There is no patience in it. She presses into me and kisses me like she's been holding it back and decided to stop. I match it exactly, pull her in as close as the position allows. Something in my chest unclenches that has been tight for too long.
I rotate us and press her against the seat. I want to taste all of her.
I find the spot under her ear that makes her shiver. She tilts her head and I inhale her scent, while kissing her along her neck. I’m thorough in my exploration. The curve where her neck meets her shoulder. The top of her chest above the neckline, where the dress has an opening. She shivers when I press my mouth to her collarbone and I go back for it a second time because that shiver is worth it.
I drop to my knees on the car floor putting my hands on her calves and slide upward slowly, watching her face, while I open her to me. When I press my mouth to the inside of her knee she inhales through her nose and whimpers.
I work up the inside of her thigh. Slow. Deliberate. Kissing and licking with a rhythm that is sweet torture to both of us. The muscle under my hands tenses by degrees as I push the dress up revealing more of her body to me.
She's wearing the panties I chose for her. I knew they would look amazing against her skin.
I look up at her. Color high in her cheeks. Her lower lip caught between her teeth.
I lower my head and press my mouth to her through the fabric, inhaling her sweet scent.
Slow and firm, pressure steady. She lifts her hips toward me wanting more. I can feel how ready she is through the thin fabric, warm and damp against my lips, and I am in no hurry. I keep my hands flat on her thighs and give a hard push, bringingher body even more to the edge of the seat. She drops her head back and the sound she makes fills the car.
"Eyes on me." I demand.
Her head comes up.
I hold her gaze and pull the fabric to the side.
I press the flat of my tongue against her and watch her jaw go slack. Her hand tightens in my hair. I don't look away. I lick into her slowly, taking my time with angle and pressure, finding the combination that makes her thighs clamp around me while she moans my name and I want to keep hearing it.
I slide two fingers inside her.
She's impossibly wet and tight and I feel her clench immediately. I curve my fingers inside her, caressing the spot that makes her lose stillness, with slow deliberate pulls while I keep my tongue on her clit in tight circles. I watch her face through all of it. She's still with me. Eyes on mine even as her mouth falls open, her hips start moving against me and the sounds coming out of her go formless.
"Don't stop." The words are frayed at the edges.
I don't.
She comes with her thighs locked around me, my name bitten off, her back arching off the seat. I keep going until she's ridden it out completely, until the last of it passes through her, until she drops back breathing hard and her grip in my hair has gone loose.
I sit up and pull her into my lap, having her straddling me. She's flushed from chest to cheek, lips bitten red, still trying to put herself back together.
I can feel her heat through my trousers. My dick is painfully hard and throbbing. I know she can feel it by the way she presses forward and undulates her body.
“Sienna, I—” Stop. More. I don’t know what I’m about to say. The only thing I manage to get out is a moan that escapes my throat.
