Dazzled: Reckless Desires - final ARC by J.K. Harper Page B

plunged his thick, aching cock into her slick heat. Lacey met him each time, even when he slammed into her so hard he thought he might slide them both across the massive desk. Her eyes still on his, face flushed to a rosy glow, she fought to keep her eyelids from fluttering shut as she panted from her beautifully open mouth.
    “Sebastian.” Her voice, throaty and uninhibited, whispered over him like a thousand tiny shimmering wings, leaving goose bumps in their wake as he tightly held onto her. “Sebastian!” she screamed, still looking at him even though he could tell she was about to fracture apart and tumble over the edge.
    White-hot lightning crackled and seared through him as everything important in the world suddenly coalesced into this one single moment with this one single woman. “Yes,” he growled back, hearing his dragon's deep bass shudder through his own voice. “With you. Lacey, yes, Lacey!” he shouted, watching her face tense and stretch into sheer ecstasy as her sweet inner muscles abruptly convulsed around him.
    His voice was a hoarse, guttural yell as he exploded inside her, Lacey shuddering around him at the same time as she gasped and keened. He never once dropped the scorching gaze they held with one another despite feeling like his eyes might roll back in his head from the gorgeous, powerful force of his release with her.
    Still caught in the orgasm, feeling Lacey shake against him as she half-cried his name in whimpering sobs of bliss, Sebastian dropped his weight onto her, bringing his lips to her neck. Unable to stop himself, he felt the ancient power rise in him with a rush of exultant triumph.
    His thrilled, defiantly roaring dragon side made him bend his head down.
    Opening his mouth to send superheated breath onto her delicate neck.
    Etching a shadow of his name into her skin, her bones, her soul, with the fire of his heart.
    Claiming this woman, and only this woman, as being irrevocably his.
    Damn the consequences.
     
     

Chapter Twelve
     
    Even though small, the plane was the most luxurious one Lacey had ever been on in her entire life. Seated on a chair that was plusher than any couch she'd ever owned and could probably fit three people, she felt a bit like a princess in a fairytale. A confused princess, but a princess nevertheless.
    "Mr. Bernal will be here any minute, Ms. Whitman. Would you like something to drink? We have coffee, tea, a variety of sodas, spirits, wine, beer. Water, milk, juice. Really, just about anything you'd like." The flight attendant smiled at Lacey and she hovered beside her, discreet yet clearly ready to jump at Lacey's every command. The wide aisle, which really wasn't an aisle so much as it was a living room space, the private plane, the very attentive attendant, all meant that Lacey was trying to not get too freaked out at it all.
    Oh, and then there was the mind-blowing sex last night. She definitely was trying to not freak out at that, either.
    "No, thank you,” she said to the attendant. “I'm fine. But thank you."
    The attendant smiled at her, murmured something about calling her any moment she wanted anything, and walked away. Lacey knew she sounded like an idiot. She was positive the flight attendant was perfectly well aware that Lacey had never in her life been surrounded by the trappings of the rich, richer, and very richest in the world.
    Apparently, things changed once you had a wild night of passion with a sexy billionaire. Just the thought of it brought a rush of heat to her cheeks again. She placed her palms against her face, trying to cool it.
    She had had wild, crazy, deeply satisfying, thoroughly dirty sex with Sebastian Bernal all last night. In his office, for crying out loud. Bent over his desk, for even more crying out loud.
    And she'd loved every single, deliciously erotic moment of it.
    Afterward, he'd gathered her in his arms, leaning himself back on the desk so he could hold her close to him. He been silent for such a long time