Las Vegas Sidewinders: Karl (Book 3) Read Online Free Page A

trying to steady her breathing as he secured her hands over
her head.
    “God, you’re so
beautiful,” he breathed, kissing her breasts until they were hard, tender peaks.
He used his tongue to lick a trail down her stomach, pausing at her belly
button. “You know what would be so hot?” he asked, glancing up at her. “A
piercing right here.” He slowly used his tongue to trace a circle around her
navel and then sucked on it until she sighed heavily.
    He leaned back, using
his hands to spread her beautiful thighs, kissing the inside of one and then
the other. He gently nipped her skin, making her jump at the unexpected
assault. He glanced up at her face, glad to see the look of sheer rapture as he
taunted her senses.
    When he slid his mouth
between her legs, she moaned, arching up to meet him. He took her legs and
brought them over his shoulders so that he would have complete access to her
hot, slick core. He found her clit throbbing and sucked it until he could feel
her starting to shudder beneath him. She was so fucking hot; he couldn’t
remember the last time sex had him as excited as a teenager. She jerked
suddenly, a small gasp coming from her.
    “Karl…stop!” Her little
shriek of pain penetrated his lusty haze and his head snapped up.
    “Did I hurt you?” he
asked, alarmed.
    “Oh! Cramp! My calf!”
She let out a whimper of distress and he immediately sat back, grasping her
legs. “Right or left?”
    “Right!” She squeezed
her eyes shut. “Ugh!”
    “Easy.” He dug his
thumbs into her calf and felt the knot right away. He straightened her leg and
went to work, kneading the tight muscles until he felt the knot, and Kate,
relax. “Better?” He looked up at her and she nodded slowly.
    “I’m sorry,” she
whispered. “I ruined everything.”
    “What?” He put her leg
down and reached for the key on the nightstand, opening one pair of handcuffs
and then the other, so that she could move her arms again. “You had a cramp,
baby—I get them all the time. You didn’t ruin anything—it’s just delayed a
little. Come here.” He pulled her into his arms, kissing the side of her face.
“I’m going to get you some water—sometimes being slightly dehydrated can cause
cramps like that—and then when you’re ready, we’re going to pick up where we
left off.” He got up and disappeared into the kitchen, returning with two
bottles of water. He opened one and handed it to her before opening the other
and taking a long drink.
    Kate drank too, hating
that she’d wrecked the moment. She looked at him for any signs of displeasure,
but he was draining the bottle of water and setting it on the nightstand.
    “Drink!” he ordered.
    She managed a small
smile before doing as he asked. He traced circles around her stomach with his
finger as she finished her bottle of water and then, without warning, he
snapped on the first pair of handcuffs again.
    “Your leg okay?” he
asked, poised to snap on the second pair.
    She nodded quickly,
already anticipating what he was going to do. He spread her thighs, this time
going directly to her slick opening, chuckling softly as she instantly came
alive against his mouth. He ran his tongue directly down the middle of her
pussy, coaxing a loud groan from deep inside her chest. He loved making her go
wild and made sure she knew it. He slid one finger inside of her and had to
breathe deeply to keep himself from taking her without any more foreplay. He
pulled out his finger and went back in using two, glancing up at her enraptured
face. She was straining against the handcuffs and he held her hips firmly in
place as he found her clit and sucked it erect with his lips. She gasped,
frantically bucking against him.
    “Karl, please…” she
whimpered.
    “What do you want?” he
asked.
    “You.”
    “You want me to fuck
you?”
    “Yes.” She was
breathing heavily, her lips parted.
    “Say it. Tell me what
you want.”
    “I want you to fuck
me.”
    “Open your eyes.”