A Little White Lie by MacKenzie McKade Page B

throughout her bedroom, filling the hush as JD’s fingers sketched her flesh like a painter’s brush on a blank canvas. Naked, sprawled across the bed, she watched him beneath shuttered eyelids as he explored her body. Every stroke was meant to drive her completely out of her mind—and it was working.
    Cupping a breast, he tweaked her nipple before leaning over her and laving it with his wet tongue. “You’re so beautiful.” His deep voice was smooth as silk, his breath hot against her skin. Scraping his teeth over the swollen tip sent a shiver up her spine. Another lick and then he closed around the sensitive bud, pulling and tugging, as the suction of his mouth intensified. When he groaned, the pleasure of the sound reverberated through her.
    Fingers clenching in the pillow where she laid her head, she arched into his touch, wanting and needing more. She had no idea how much of his teasing she could take. “Please.” A whimper churned in her throat as he released his hold.
    “Please what?”
    “Make love to me.” His cock was hard against her hip. More than anything she wanted him to part her thighs and give her what she needed.
    “Soon.” He issued the wicked promise while blowing warmth across her dampness. Her bud drew taut. Rays of sensation shattered through her globe, heading south, forcing a moan from her parted lips. He pulled his mouth back from her breast and planted a tiny kiss on her shoulder. “I have plans to love you all night long.”
    That sounded so wonderful.
    Even in the dimly lit room, she saw the faintest hint of amusement in his eyes. She could so easily fall in love with this man. Reaching for him, she locked her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She continued to kiss him, loving his taste, the feel of his tongue against hers. As his hand slipped between her thighs and he plunged two fingers deep within her, she gasped against his lips.
    Her heart pounded. “Feels. So. Good.” He captured her mouth once more. His tongue pushed between her lips and he devoured her.
    When the kiss ended he was breathless. “You’re so wet. So fucking hot.” He nudged her nose with his. “Darlin’, do you have any idea what you do to me?” He circled her clit with his thumb, rubbing the sensitive organ as he worked his fingers in and out of her sex, driving her need higher and higher.
    Heat flared across her skin. “JD.” His name came out a plea.
    He increased the pace, thumb pushing against her clit. She squirmed beneath his assault, trying to find the right place that would make her body explode with pleasure.
    “I need you inside me.” Her inner muscles clenched. “Oh God. Now.”
    The heady growl that thrilled her so much met her demand. Crawling between her thighs, he spread them wide and hooked his arms beneath the bend of her knees. He looked down at her exposed center and she began to tremble. The anticipation was killing her.
    “Please, JD.”
    “I want to taste you,” he moaned. His eyes were dark with desire.
    The image of him feasting on her flesh sent shivers up her back. He raised one of her legs and pressed a tender kiss along her calf. His delicate torture continued up her leg to her thigh. As he dragged his tongue steadily over her skin, goose bumps prickled and her pussy contracted. She could feel his breath against her pulsating flesh.
    “Is this what you want?” He flicked his tongue lightly, caressing her clit. Electricity shot up her pussy and she nearly came off the bed.
    “Yes,” she hissed. She made a feeble attempt to drag air into her lungs, but it was useless. Her pulse sped and her heart beat like warring drums.
    “Mmmm, you smell good,” his low voice rumbled, humming against her sensitive skin. “Taste…” he moved his tongue back and forth in her moist crease, lapping gently, “…even better.”
    “Stop playing with me,” she whimpered. “I’m dying here.” Every muscle in her body was strung tight. Her breasts were heavy,