Deceive (Book 1 in the Deceive series) Read Online Free Page B

briefs. Sparse black hair trails from his hard stomach to his waistband. I run my hand over the solid, erect appendage beneath his briefs and study the way his eyes widen and his fingers flex.
    “Hmm,” I murmur. “I’m still not sure.” Teasingly, I hook my thumbs into the fabric, my skin coming into contact with his hips, and slide his briefs down until he is gloriously naked in front of me.
    “Now this isn’t fair,” he says with a smile, acknowledging that I still have my bra and panties on.
    I drop to my knees, my face aligned with his thick, swollen cock that I am aching to taste. “Oh, I think this is very fair.” My eyes tilted up to his and they are glazed in a ravenous hunger as he waits to see what pleasure I will bestow on him. Will it be my hand or my mouth or both? I know that’s what he’s thinking and I like being in control. It’s where I have always shined.
    My hands slide up both sides of his thighs, over the strong muscles of his legs. I can tell he works out. I imagine him sweating in hotel gyms as he travels the country on business then steaming off, naked, in a sauna. He watches my hands, waiting to identify their destination. They slide past his groin, up to his hips and around to his firm backside.
    “No,” he groans. “This is very unfair.” And he’s right. He didn’t tease me this much. But where’s the fun in that? My mouth is so close to his engorged cock. I lick my lips then let the tip of my tongue glide up his length from the base to the tip.
    “ Christ! ” he moans. His hands grip the back of my head, his fingers entangling themselves into my hair. As my mouth opens to take him in, he fists my locks and tugs hard as my lips slide down his shaft, bringing him to the back of my throat.
    My hands continue to grip his ass, holding on for stability as he begins to pump his hips. I twist my tongue along his shaft as he moves in and out of me. I have never had a cock this big in my mouth. Ever. I am wet again just thinking of it being between my thighs.
    “Your beautiful fucking mouth,” he says between clenched teeth. “No one has ever sucked me this good.”
    I pop him out of my mouth and run my hand up and down his throbbing shaft. “I need you to fuck me.”
    He smiles coyly and reaches for my hand, helping me to my feet. I expect him to jump at my offer and lead me to the bedroom, but instead he takes his time, just as he has done since we entered his suite. I should know by now he does everything on his own terms.
    “Patience,” he says, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra. My breasts bounce free, perky and high. He drops my bra to the floor and reaches out to gently trace the space between my heavy mounds. My nipples instantly harden.
    “It’s a shame no one has told you how beautiful you are in such a long time,” he says softly. “You deserve to hear it.”
    I close my eyes and his lips are back on mine. It’s odd that I’ve missed them when I only felt them for the first time twenty minutes ago. I rest my chest against his and wrap my arms around his neck. His cock presses into my belly and I want to climb on top of him and slip it inside me.
    He releases my lips, stepping back. He takes my hand and starts to lead me through the living room. I assume we’re headed to the bedroom, but all I see are the giant windows in front of us. My feet stop in their tracks and the jolt against his hand forces him to look back at me.
    “We can stay here,” I suggest.
    He tilts his head at me in confusion, but as he takes in my excessive stare behind him, a flicker of recognition sparks in his eyes.
    “Ahhh, the window.”
    I don’t say anything because if I speak, I will show him the weakness pulsing through me. I cannot be weak.
    “I think we need to do something about this,” he says. He entwines his fingers with mine and gently pulls me forward.
    “Oh, no.” I shake my head. “What do you have in mind?”
    “Trust me,” he smiles.
    I smirk. “How can I