Pure Seduction Frank, Ella (little readers .TXT) 📖

just vacated, I reveled in the decadent picture she made in that slip of a dress with her nipples pressing hard and taut against the silky fabric.

Fuck. I made a mental note to never forget the erotic picture she made, then trailed the back of my hand down her arm to her fingers. I interlaced mine with hers and then tugged her in tight to me. She gasped, placed her hands on my chest to steady herself, and tipped her face up to mine.

I grinned. “Careful.”

“Is that what you really want? For me to be careful?”

“I think you already know the answer to that.”

Her gaze lowered to my mouth. “Then why are we still talking?”

I leaned down and brushed a kiss along her jaw. “Because I didn’t want to come on too strong.”

“And what constitutes too strong? Almost making me come before I was even past the lobby?”

I nuzzled in under her ear, and she tipped her head to the side for better access. “I did, didn’t I?”

“Yes. So, what are you waiting for? Permission?”

Hell no. But when she brought our joined hands between our bodies and flattened my hand between her legs, any control I’d been exhibiting finally snapped.

“I’ve been aching for you since last night, Noah. And if you don’t finish what you started right now, I just might kill you.”

I nipped at her lower lip. “Is that right?”

Laurel moaned and rocked a little harder against my hand. “Yes.”

“Feeling a little needy?”

“Aren’t you?”

I grabbed her ass and thrust my hard cock up against her. “What do you think?”

Laurel smoothed her hands up behind my neck. “I think you want to get under my dress.”

I groaned at her boldness, but I wasn’t shocked. Any woman that could wear the dress she had tonight had confidence in spades. But just so there was no mistake, I gripped the edge of the material and began to inch it up her thighs.

“You’re right.” When the tight hem was bunched up high under her sweet ass, I traced a finger around her leg to the inside of her thigh. “I do want to get under there. With my fingers, my mouth, and my cock.” I slid my hand higher, and when my fingertips brushed up against her soaked panties, she sucked in a breath. “So let’s get started.”

I crushed our mouths together in a savage kiss. The second our tongues touched and tangled, I stroked my finger over the wet lace covering her hot flesh, and Laurel thrust forward against my hand.

I growled with pleasure. She gripped the back of my hair and tightened her thighs.

“There you go,” I said. “Use me.” I rubbed the delicate lace between her swollen lips, and Laurel moaned her approval into my mouth.

“More… I need more.”

I pulled her panties to one side, and the second my fingers touched her bare flesh, Laurel bit into her lower lip and arched forward into me.

“Christ, you’re fucking sexy,” I whispered against her cheek, then I licked a path right up to her ear. “And I bet you taste real sweet.”

Laurel gasped, and her breasts pushed against my chest as her breathing increased. It was clear she wanted what I’d just promised. When I grazed my thumb over her clit, she clutched at my shoulders for purchase.

“Let’s get you off your feet, yes?” Her eyes flared as I slowly removed my fingers. Then I cupped her ass and said, “Hang on.”

I hitched her up my body until her legs were around my waist, then I turned and shoved the seat beside mine out of the way and set her down on the table. The second her ass hit the oak she sucked in another breath, but then she leaned back and rested on her palms.

Her dress outlined the curves of her breasts as though painted on, and her nipples were all but begging to be sucked. Her bare legs were swinging down off the edge of the table, and when she slowly parted them I reached for my cock and squeezed it—hard.

“Fucking hell, Laurel.”

This was definitely not the sweet girl I’d once known. It appeared I was faced with a siren sent to torture me, as she reached down with her right hand and cupped herself between her thighs. I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants, and when I reached for the zipper, Laurel moaned.

My dick was impossibly hard now. I shoved my hand inside and pulled myself free, and Laurel’s attention fell to my erection.

“You want this?” I gave myself a couple of good tugs and smirked. “I don’t know if I believe you.”

Laurel raised a sexy eyebrow that made my dick throb even harder. When I hooked my foot around the leg of the chair and tugged it in behind me, her daring eyes widened.

“Why don’t you spread your legs a little wider and prove it?”

The second my ass hit the chair, Laurel sat up a fraction in shock. But I wasn’t about to have her back out now, nor did I want her thinking too hard. I smoothed my hands up and down her calves. As she began to get used to the idea, I draped one of her legs over my shoulder and kissed her knee.

I hummed as I kissed my way up the inside of her thigh. I could smell her heady arousal, and it was as intoxicating as it was arousing. “Now this is what I call a good choice for a tasting.”

When I reached the top of her leg where her dress was bunched, I took her hand and sucked her index finger into my mouth. Fucking delicious. Then I winked.

“How about you hold this sexy dress out of my way, so I can really enjoy my meal?”

And before she could answer, I lowered my head and flicked my tongue across her swollen clit.

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Laurel

THE CHANDELIER TWINKLED like a million stars as I lay across the dining table and sank into the overwhelming sensations flooding my body.

I was grateful in that moment for