Page 60 of Caught Up In You (Indigo Royal Resort)
“Actually…”
Chapter Twenty-Five
“I think I rather like that idea,” he said in a deep voice, the look of lust returning to his eyes.
Before she had time to think of a comeback, he grabbed her by the nape of the neck and pulled her into him as much as he could with him sitting on the table. He brought his lips to hers and kissed her softly, tenderly. He was in no rush here, regardless of the slight chance of getting caught, and she drank in every moment. She stepped back a bit as he slid off the table, still holding on to the back of her neck and never breaking their kiss. His other arm wrapped around her and pulled her flush with his body as his tongue slowly massaged hers.
Her heartbeat thrummed through her entire body. There was something about his touch that was different tonight. As if every movement he made meant something and conveyed a deeper meaning. His kisses were always intoxicating but even more so tonight, and she let herself get drunk off them, turning off the outside world. It was just the two of them in here and nothing else mattered.
Reaching in between them, she easily found his erection and slowly palmed it through his shorts. He groaned, letting his own hands start to wander along her body and up her shirt. She wanted to feel his hands on her breasts, so she reached up and untied her halter-top, letting it fall down to her waist. He let out another groan when he realized what she’d done and rewarded her by immediately finding her nipples with his thumbs. The rough pads of his thumbs brushed across the already sensitive peaks, sending a ripple of pleasure rushing through her. He knew exactly what to do to make her melt, and every move he made hit all the right spots.
“As cute as this outfit is, baby, I need you out of it…now,” he whispered. It didn’t take long for him to unbutton her skirt and shimmy it and her top down her hips. When he realized she hadn’t put on panties, he let out a low rumble from deep in his throat. “Lee…”
She smiled wickedly at him. It was the exact reaction she’d been hoping to get when she got dressed tonight and opted to skip out on any kind of undergarment.
“I was hoping you’d like that,” she whispered.
He spun them around, leaning her up against the massage table as he dropped to his knees in front of her. He kissed her right hip, then her left, and then right in the center of her mound, just above the bundle of nerves that was throbbing with need.
“I more than like it.”
Without any more hesitation, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue across her clit, sending a bolt of lightning through her. Leona let out a gasp and gripped the table as he continued to devour her. He licked and sucked, paying attention to areas she didn’t even realize were pleasure points. Each time he found her clit, her knees went weak and she would cry out again, which only seemed to encourage him more. She felt so alive and like she could ignite at any moment, and yet, he never relented. Suddenly, he zeroed in on that sweet spot and sucked as hard as he could. Immediately she saw stars and lost her balance, feeling him hold her up as he continued to suck. Her climax rocked her to the point that when it finally subsided, she wasn’t sure she was going to be able to stand.
Holding her tight in his arms, he stood and kissed her hard. She could taste herself on his tongue, and it sent a whole new rush of excitement through her.
“I need inside you, now. I need to be one with you,” he whispered in between kisses.
She nodded, knowing exactly how he felt. This was more than just fucking, this was the two of them expressing something bigger, just without words. She wasn’t ready for words—not just to say them, but she wasn't sure she was ready to hear them either. However, she was more than willing to express everything she felt this way. To put it all on the table for him to see and experience.
Turning to face the table, she started to bend over when she felt his hand on her arm. He turned her around to face him again and looked her deep in the eyes.
“No, Amorzinho, I want to see your face, your eyes,” he said. “I want to be looking at you when you fall apart.”
She kissed him harder in that moment than she thought she’d ever kissed anyone. His words lit a fire in her she didn’t even know existed and made her melt all at the same time. How was it that he knew exactly what to say to make her feel so…so…loved?
“Amorzinho?” she asked.
“Sweetheart,” he answered simply, kissing her again. “Lee, you own—”
She cut him off with another kiss. “I know, I know,” she nodded.
As she said the words, he picked her up and set her down on the table, stepping in between her legs, just the opposite of how they had been when they first entered the room. Only now, he was the perfect height to give her exactly what she craved. Ridding himself of the clothing he was somehow still wearing, he took a moment to drink her in. In any other situation s
he would feel as if she were on display, but with him, here, now, she felt as if she were being worshipped.
He gripped his long, hard dick and stroked it for her as she sat there waiting for him. She could feel herself growing warm with anticipation, and her face blushed slightly as this big, gorgeous man stood in front of her playing with himself. She crooked a finger and made a come-hither motion, beckoning him closer. Following her call, he strode forward, his erection still in hand. Slowly, he slid into her, filling her.
Leona threw her head back as her body stretched to accommodate him. When he was fully inside her, she let out a moan, letting him know just how amazing he felt. It was as if that was where he belonged. Kissing down her neck, he started to move in and out of her. She grabbed at his head and shoulders, trying to hold on to him as he sent shockwaves through her. She felt every single movement he made, and nothing had ever been quite like this before. She never wanted it to end. If this is what sex with emotions felt like, then she wasn’t sure she was ever going to be able to go back to any kind of relationship that was just physical.
Making his way back up to her mouth, they continued to kiss as his dick stroked her insides, over and over with each thrust. Just as his kisses had been earlier, each thrust was deliberate, passionate, full of meaning. They were letting their bodies do the talking and damn, did they have a lot to say.
When she felt her climax start to build, she threw her head back and moaned his name.
“Cullen, you’re gonna make me…”
“Together, Amorzinho…together,” he answered, picking up the pace, pumping furiously.
Reaching the point of no return, she let her orgasm wash over her. She closed her eyes, but then remembered what he had said to her—I want to be looking at you when you fall apart—and she threw them back open to find him staring right back at her. His gaze was hot and intense, full of so much emotion that it sent another wave of pleasure through her, pushing her over the edge all over again.
