Adapting Desires (Endangered Heart Series Book 3) Read Online Free

know perfectly what I mean.” Kasper’s voice was sultry in her ear, his hand trembling just slightly as he resisted the urge to press his skin into her. “ Show me. ”
    He emphasized the command with such force that Emilia shook against him. She didn’t know if she had the boldness to do what he asked—even if she was extremely motivated.
    Without another word, he walked with her still in his arms until they stood in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom. Trying not to focus on the pulsing in her body, Emilia stared at the intent look in Kasper’s eyes, at the resolve that told her he would not be satisfied until she did as he ordered. Swallowing hard, she watched him intensely, all too aware of his hardness pressing into her.
    Moving his other hand from her waist to her chin, he directed her stare to the reflection. He moved the hair that remained in front of her eyes. Emilia’s breath caught in her throat—the vision in front of her was no longer avoidable.
    When her dress cleared the top of her panties, the visible contrast of her hand and the wetness of the lace of her panties made her eyes widen, and Kasper chuckled in delight and the slight sense of victory. Now that she was exposed his heart thumped in the struggle to pump blood to his other organs.
    The dress came up over her head and fell silently to the floor. Once again, both of his hands dominated hers, and she shuddered at the contact. Her mound gave in to that familiar heat as lace tickled the back of her hand. With his eyes encouraging her, she slid a solitary finger into her swollen folds and moaned softly. For an instant, she paused, inciting him to remove one of his hands and imitate the movement, shadowing what he wanted to see.
    “Let me see what you do when you think of me,” he whispered. “Demonstrate how good I make you feel.”
    Vaguely, over the desire that engulfed her, Emilia was aware that Kasper’s own arrogance was stimulating him as much as she was. And while she wasn’t surprised that the promotion of his ego turned him on, she was surprised at how much she liked it, at how drenched the curls became at her bend of her finger.
    As if on its own, the remainder of her body relaxed while her fingers moved. Highlighted by the afternoon sunlight, her image was illuminated by the bright pink of her undergarments. It was a color she normally wouldn’t have indulged in, but now she was glad she had. Kasper’s measure of gratitude was unequal to her own, pink becoming a favorite color of his own as she pleasured herself for him.
    She used her index finger to create a slow, sensual build before adding her middle finger and pressing gently into that nub of her pleasure zone. Instantly, her body spasmed in time to the contracting of her inner muscles, and a little sob escaped from her.
    Kasper nodded with approval. “Exquisite.”
    Emilia grew closer to her climax with every second, her eyes now unable to take themselves away from the sensual scene in front of her. She licked her dry lips while attempting to breathe regularly. How could she go two weeks without this? And why in the world hadn’t they done this before?
    As if on cue, their gazes met in the mirror. Kasper’s grip on her waist tightened and sent a bolt of lust between her legs. While the sun began to gleam off the slim buckle of his belt, he began to match her slow rhythm, thrusting his hips against her as if no clothing separated them.
    “Yes, my little peach. Keep going.” He trembled considerably as he looked down at her hand.
    She whimpered without reprieve, her own stare traveling from the two of them to the visible arousal in his trousers. There was nothing she wanted more than for him to touch her, to do all the same things to her that she was doing to herself. Instead of responding to her pleas, however, he stepped away to retrieve several tissues from a box on top of the dresser. The sound of his zipper overlapped his groan, and she nearly fell over at