High Stakes Seduction - Book 1 by Ami LeCoeur Page A

breath came faster.
    "Antonio," I whispered, as his fingers trailed down to my throat, following the curve of my neck to my shoulders. I felt goose bumps following the lines he drew down my arm and found myself gazing at his soft, inviting lips.
    The hungry look in his eyes ignited a fire within me. I tried to fight it for all of a second, before giving in, leaning forward to taste his lips with my own. He pushed me gently but firmly back against the leather, holding me there with one hand on my shoulder. I felt the cold of the leather against my bare back, which excited me even more. His hand slid over my hip, finding its way down to my thigh and through the slit in my gown. In one swift motion, he slid his hand under my thigh, pulling me closer, his other arm winding around my back. His hand caressed my thigh, leaving a trail of electric fire everywhere his fingers touched. I groaned, his fingers against my bare skin causing my breasts to ache for his touch. I arched my back, tipping my head back, lips parted.
    I reached up and took his face in my hands, pulling his lips to mine. He growled deep in his throat, his lips bruising mine with his insistence as each breathless moment passed. My teeth grazed his tongue as it slipped between my parted lips, making magic in my mouth.
    A voice inside me screamed for attention—warning me to stop.
    But… his lips… his touch… his scent… was driving me wild. A moment later I gasped, as his fingers brushed ever so lightly through the thin fabric of my designer panties.
    I pulled back, my face flushed, my breathing ragged. He was watching me with those piercing eyes, his lips parted. We stared at each other, almost as if we were trapped in a dare. Would he make the next move?
    Did I want him to?
    Or did I….
    A thrill of anticipation ran through me as Antonio narrowed his eyes, pursing his lips as he sucked in his breath. A moment later, I felt him tug at my lingerie and then slide a single finger between my wet and eager slit. My eyes fluttered closed and my head fell back as I moaned deeply in my throat. His other hand traced up my spine, sinking into my hair and pulling my head further as he rained kisses along my neck. His finger moved inside me slowly, deliciously, I could feel my muscles pulsing around it. It was soon joined by a second.
    I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself fully onto his lap, throwing back the skirts of my gown as I straddled his legs. His fingers turned inside me as I settled down onto them, raising and lowering myself so they slid in and out with more and more fervor. I felt a low rumbling in the back of my throat, as I moaned again, wanting more.
    He pulled away slowly. His fingers stopped moving. "Angela," he said in a husky voice that was nearly a growl.
    I stared into his eyes, trying to read his expression, then deciding I didn’t care.
    I reached down, holding his hand as I rocked my hips against him, working his fingers further inside me. I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against him as I tipped my head to suck on his sensuous lower lip. He hesitated for only a moment before sinking his fingers in deeper, twisting and turning them as he rubbed his palm against my throbbing clit. I moaned again, grinding myself against him.
    Throwing my head back, I was half conscious of my hair coming undone and tumbling down my back. I put a hand to my chest, yanking the loose neckline down to reveal my aching breasts. Antonio leaned down, taking a nipple between his teeth and teasing it with his tongue. As he sucked on my sensitive flesh, I felt a familiar building, a need tightening in my center. I moaned loudly, one last time as the convulsions took me, my muscles clenching around Antonio’s fingers as wave after wave of passion ran over me.
    I don’t know if time stopped, or if everything simply went black. I had no concept of how much time passed before I raised my head from Antonio’s shoulder, my shuddering body finally falling back