Page 97 of Her Selfless Warrior (Omega Sky)
“It’s thirteen hundred hours, I’m pretty sure there’s not much going on yet,” Kostya said grinning back at her. He climbed up on the bed and was soon perched on top of her, his hands lightly holding Lark’s wrists so that her hands laid flat on either side of her head.
“What do you think you’re doing, Lieutenant?”
“Well, if you’re not impressed by my money, I thought I would impress you with my dick.”
Lark sighed. “Yes please.”
God, when she spoke in that breathy voice of hers, he thought the top of his head would blow off. Never in his entire life had a woman excited him more.
“Unbutton your blouse,” he ordered as he released her wrists.
Her eyes turned liquid silver as her fingers went to the top button. He could see that she wasn’t quite steady. Kostya studied her face to make sure that she was okay with their play, and when he saw her flushed cheeks and the way she licked her lips in anticipation, he knew she was with him.
It seemed like it took forever for her to finish unbuttoning her blouse, but when she was done he was rewarded with the prettiest piece of frothy white lace he’d ever seen. The only thing better was when he would see her breasts. Kostya put his forearm under her blouse and lifted her up off the bed. He easily divested her of the garment, then laid her back down.
“You’re gorgeous.”
“You’re biased,” she scoffed.
Kostya took a moment to ease both of her breasts out of the cups of her bra so that they were presented up to him for his enjoyment. “No, Honey, not biased, I’m telling you the God’s honest truth.” He traced both nipples with his index fingers, circling around and around, collecting every one of Lark’s whimpers into his memory so that he could relish them later.
She arched up, pushing her breasts toward him, looking for a firmer touch.
Kostya watched her eyes as he pinched her tight nubs.
“Eeeeh,” she whined, then reached up and gripped his shoulders. Her nails dug into his flesh through his t-shirt. It felt good. He pinched and rolled her now-swollen buds even harder.
“Yessss,” she hissed. “So perfect.” Her nails dug in even deeper.
He was going to die if he didn’t get inside her, but there was no way he wasn’t going to amp things up. He regretfully let go of her luscious flesh and scooted down her body until he was resting on her thighs.
“Unbutton your jeans, then lower your zipper.”
“Kostya, there’s no time for this. I need you now.” Lark shouted out the last sentence and he grinned. His woman wasn’t even thinking about any of the other hotel occupants and he loved it.
“Lark, do as I say.” He used his command voice.
She lifted her head off the bed and gave him a fierce look. “Just remember, paybacks are a bitch, Barona.”
She unbuttoned her jeans, yanked down the zipper then pushed them down as far as she was able with him sitting on her thighs. “Satisfied?” She growled out her question.
“Not even close,Sólnce.”
“Fine.” She put her thumbs into the sides of her panties and started to tug, and he stopped her with his hands.
“Now, did I ask you to do that?” Kostya asked as he raised his eyebrow.
“Kostya, you’re the one who got me all worked up. Come on already, please?” she wheedled.
He gave her a slow smile as he shook his head. He put her left hand on his chest and splayed her right hand down onto her tummy. “You’re all worked up, huh?”
“Yessss,” she wailed. She looked down pointedly at his jeans where it was obvious that his cock was doing its best to claw its way past the zipper.
“I’ll make it good for you,” she promised.
“First I want to know how needy you are.”
It was a crapshoot if he could keep this up, but she was so damned sexy writhing underneath him. Even her pissed-off pleading was more erotic than any striptease he’d ever seen. He could listen to her voice for days and never be bored.
