Brutal Discoveries by Kasey Millstead Page A

want you to control yourself,” I whispered.
    His eyes roamed over my face and he sunk his teeth into his full bottom lip, apparently waging an internal war with himself.  “You want to get adventurous with me, baby?” he crooned.
    Oh, hell yeah I wanted to get adventurous with him.
    “Uh-huh,” I murmured, looking up at him through my lashes.
    “Turn around, sweetheart,” he ordered seductively. I turned, or more accurately, wobbled since my knees felt weak , until my back was facing him.  His fingers skated along my ribcage until they settled on the small of my back.  I felt some movement and then my apron came loose.  He burned a trail up my spine until he reached my neck, where he lifted the strap over my head and discarded the apron on the floor near my desk.  He kissed my neck lightly before his tongue darted out to taste the flesh behind my ear.  I trembled beneath his expert touch as my breath began to come in short, sharp bursts.  He hadn’t even really touched me sexually yet – though the anticipation was there – and I was panting like a pup in heat. 
    “Aden,” I breathed frantically.
    “Settle, sweetheart,” he crooned, using that soft, sweet, provocative tone of his.  I took a deep breath and willed myself to calm down.  My skin was on fire, my nipples were hard pebbles straining against my bra, and wetness had gathered between my legs.  I wanted him to touch my breasts and massage my clit… hell, I wanted him to touch me everywhere .  And I wanted to touch him back just as badly.  I was literally aching for him.  He pulled me back against him so I was plastered to his incredibly hard body from my shoulders to my backside, then his hands appeared in front of me, and I watched in carnal fascination as his thumbs extended away from his palms to brush over my nipples.  I gasped in delight and prayed he would repeat the action.  I didn’t have to wait long; his thumb swept back up and then down again, before travelling further south to the buttons on my jeans.  I hitched in another shaky breath as he deftly popped the buttons and dipped his fingers inside to rest on the lace edging of my satin panties.
    He stroked the black lace back and forth, teasing me, before he slowly dipped his fingers deep under the bottle-green satin until he came in contact with my wet center.  I whimpered as he grazed my swollen clit.  My womb was on fire, and when he growled in my ear and sucked on my lobe, I thought I would spontaneously combust.
    I spread my thighs apart to accommodate his hand as he glided one long digit inside of me. 
    “Drenched,” he rumbled, his voice full of pride.
    His thumb rolled over my clit as he finger-fucked me, while his other hand disappeared inside my shirt and under my bra to gently pinch and twist my nipple.  I leaned back into him further and wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him unfettered access to my body.  There was something incredibly erotic about essentially being fully clothed, yet having this delicious male specimen bringing me an unconscionable amount of pleasure.  I moved my hips against his hand, rubbing my ass against his hard cock, causing a torturous groan to pass through his lips.  The sound spurred me on and I gyrated faster, harder, his groans causing my own whimpers and moans to become more intense as my womb tightened and my body coiled.  It was coming and it was going to be mind-blowing . 
    “Aden,” I panted.  “Aden.”  This time, his name falling from my lips was more desperate.
    “Come for me, sweet girl,” he rasped as his teeth grazed my lobe and his thumb pressed more firmly on my clit.
    My head fell back and my eyes squeezed shut when the first powerful ripple of release shuddered through my body.  My scalp tingled, my hands clenched Aden’s forearm, and my knees wobbled.
    “Aden,” I gasped as a feeling of intense pleasure detonated through my entire body.  The movements of his fingers slowed as he gently