SEIZED Part 3: Steamy Romantic Suspense (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series) Read Online Free Page A

alternate kisses and licks on her sensitive skin. I can smell her musky scent. I want to bury my tongue in her pussy, but I take it slowly.
    I trail my fingers up and along her rib line while she arches back and groans in pleasure. I make sure I flutter over every sensitive spot on her torso with the tips of my fingers, and watch the look on her face as she reacts to my touch.
    “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever tasted.”
    I whisper the words as I look up into her eyes and I see the way her lips part as those beautiful hips begin to rotate under my firm grasp.
    I tell her to keep her hands where they are and let go of my grip, moving down to lick and massage the curve between her thighs. She follows my instructions. I love that about her. I want to show her what she can feel if she’s willing to let go of control. There’s something so wanton and arousing about looking up, and seeing her splayed out for me like this.
    I slowly part her thighs with my knee, giving myself access to her sensitive center. I can feel the heat of her pussy on my leg. She’s not shy about grinding against me, heightening the pleasure that’s been building up between us. I want this woman so much, it’s driving me crazy. Above all, I want to maximize her enjoyment, so I tell her she has to be patient.
    “Wait for me Carrie, trust me.”
    She makes to move her hands from above her head. I give her a warning look before making my way down her legs, and she keeps her hands where I left them. I caress every part of her smooth, soft body. I lick and kiss the space between her perfect toes and rub the soles of her feet at the same time. She groans and writhes a little more. Her nipples harden. She begins to gasp as she gets off on my touch.
    “Jesus, Blake. Don’t stop.”
    The look in her eyes is salacious. She’s inviting me to take her. I growl for a moment. I move my hands up her body without breaking her gaze, and slowly begin to stroke her dripping wet slit. She’s swollen and ready for me. I’m in no rush and she’ll love it more if she waits. I want to take her to edge; beyond anywhere I’ve taken her before.
    She moves under my touch, lifting herself up into my hands. I love the way she looks, with her head thrown back this way. I hold my palm flat on top of her pelvis to keep her still as I intensify my touch. I circle her throbbing clit, but I don’t touch it yet. I keep making my way in a circular motion towards her center. I make a point of not quite hitting the spot.
    She’s squirming under my touch. I decide it’s time to stop the torture. Without warning, I slide two fingers to the hilt deep inside her. She lets out a little scream of pleasure. I begin to massage her wet pussy, burying my fingers inside her wetness before pulling out to circle her clit again. I love setting her free like this. She’s nearly out of her mind. Her eyes are closed and she turns her head from side to side on the pillow at the intensity of the feelings. I give her even more. My probing fingers curve back inside her to play with her G-spot.
    “Blake, please. Make me come, please baby.”
    She looks so beautiful now. There’s not a care in the world as she surrenders to me, begging for what she wants. I make her wait. I want to make her come with my mouth and my cock. I want to make her scream and beg for me to do it again, and I’m not stopping until I hear exhaustion in her voice.
    On the next deep thrust of my fingers, I slowly begin to tongue the hood of her clit. I start above her most sensitive spot and lick around and down the delicate folds of her pussy. The look on her face turns from tension to rapture as she spreads her knees, allowing me full access. My hands are around her hips and she maintains her pose, her clutching hands above her head in full surrender. Finally, I flatten my tongue against her clit and pause for a second, allowing her to feel the warmth and firm pressure of my touch.
    “Oh God, Oh God,” she says, as I