Idolize (Dark Storm Book 1) by Maggie Mundy Page B

jeans, and leaned forward so he could delve his tongue into her navel. Again, it tickled, but in a sensuous way that was addictive.
    “Lift up for me.”
    She obliged as he pulled off her jeans and threw them on the floor. Right now, she wished for sexy lace underwear, but sensible would have to do. From the smile on Declan’s face, he didn’t seem to mind. He looked at her as if he was memorizing every inch of her.
    “Roll over. I want to make you relax with me.”
    She did and he pushed her legs apart and sat between them. He massaged her right leg and started to run his fingers from the back of her knee to her ankle. It hurt a bit at first, then the aches went away. He repeated the slow movements on the other leg.
    She glanced back and saw him bend down and kiss the back of her knee, making little circles with his tongue. First her feet, and now this. Sensations like little shocks went up and down her legs. Until this moment, she’d been unaware the backs of her knees were connected directly to her clit, but it was true and she loved the sensation. If he could make her feel like this now, she was going to be putty in his hands when he touched her clit with his tongue.
    He moved up the inside of her thigh. Each touch of his tongue was leaving her skin cool where the air touched it, and she kept shivering with delight. In comparison, her core heated up and she wondered if he would get burned when he finally got there. He pulled her panties up so her butt cheek was out and nipped her as his palm went between her legs.
    “You’re so fucking hot. I can feel the need coming off you. I intend to take care of that need, Cassi. Now flip back over for me.”
    “You’re being bossy, but as you have given me such a nice massage, I’ll let it go. I’m sorry they’re not very sexy undies. I’m a practical sort.”
    He shook his head and raised his eyes.
    “You don’t care, do you?”
    “Nope. They’re coming off anyway. It’s what’s underneath I want.”
    She flipped over and he placed himself again between her legs. It was a place she was happy to have him. Everything he was doing was about her and her needs. Steve had been good in bed, but it had always been about him.
    Declan pushed up her top and kissed from her hip with the tip of his tongue, across her abdomen, and to kiss her other thigh. He kissed her groin, which sent tickles through her that made her laugh.
    He sat back and pulled off his t-shirt. His body was beautiful and her eyes watered as she admired him. How could a woman not want such a glorious man, especially when he seemed to know all the spots on her body where he could send her mad with desire? There was the smallest amount of hair across his chest that disappeared in a trail down his abdomen and into his jeans. She could see the bulge where his cock was restrained. She didn’t want it restrained. She wanted him in her, thrusting and thrusting until she came. He offered his hands for her to sit up so he could remove her blouse. He slowly moved the straps of her bra off each shoulder and unhooked them. It was thrown away. Her mind went to how many times he would have done this with other women, but it didn’t matter. He was hers now, even if only for an afternoon. She felt embarrassed now she was almost naked. The brandy that first night made her forget her overly curvy figure. She put her hands up to cover her breasts.
    “Now I’m really going to get bossy. Let me see them. I’ve been fantasizing about them the last three weeks, and it would be cruel to keep them away from me.”
    How could she say no to guy who had been thinking about her body and what he could do to it for weeks? This wasn’t just a guy. He was a star with women throwing themselves at him, but he wanted her breasts. She wanted him. He cupped her breasts in his palms and ran his thumbs over each nipple until they peaked in yearning for him. He gently pushed her back, and when he lay on top of her, he smirked.
    “You look