Lust and Bound by W. Lynn Chantale Page A

“You take my breath away.”
    He swept a curl from her cheek before stepping closer. “Let’s go back to the hotel.”
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    Exactly how deeply did he care for her? She studied his profile, his strong jaw more relaxed than when they first exited the beach. She rested her head on his shoulder and he tightened his arm around her. A sigh whispered past her lips.
    “Okay?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good. There’s a small matter we need to discuss,” he said. His voice was soft, yet held a hint of danger to which her body instantly responded.
    She lifted her head. “What’s that?”
    In one swift motion Zach pulled her across his lap and jerked up her skirt. Cool air skittered across her exposed cheeks, increasing the immediate ache between her legs. He caressed her buttocks, his large hand warm as he moved his palm over her skin in a circular motion. Trisha couldn’t stop a moan from escaping.
    “You’re not wearing any panties.”
    She squirmed, twisting her head and blowing her hair from her face to look at him. “I thought it would get your attention.”
    He brought his hand down. The slap was loud enough to fill the silence of the limo but not hard enough to hurt, yet everything in her clamored for more. She pushed against the hand cupping her warming butt cheek.
    “It most certainly did.” And he swatted her again, before rubbing his hand against her stinging flesh. He stroked her swollen slit, which earned him another moan. “Did I find something you like?”
    “You know you did.” She wiggled and he placed his forearm across her shoulder blades.
    “I like you just like this.”
    “Well, someone is going to see.” Despite her protest, she didn’t want him to stop. There was something decadent and wickedly sinful about being laid across his lap waiting for him to spank her.
    He wound a handful of her hair around his hand and gently tugged her head back until she met his hot stare. “He’ll keep driving until I tell him to stop or we run out of gas.” He claimed her mouth even as he plunged his fingers deep.
    She whimpered while riding his hand. He withdrew and delivered three stinging swats to each cheek. The sensations he created alternated between sharp upward blows and soothing caresses. She craved more with each stroke of his hand. Once more he found her clit. He circled the hidden bud, teasing her, driving her wild, and just when she thought he would send her over the edge, he withdrew his fingers, lowered her skirt and returned her to a sitting position.
    “No!” she practically wailed. She’d been so close to orgasm and he’d stopped.
    He chuckled. “A few more minutes won’t kill you.”
    She shifted on the seat, clenching her thighs together in an effort to relieve the ache. Facing him she pressed her body to his, her breasts tight against his chest as she straddled his lap. He held her hips, preventing her from grinding against his hard bulge.
    “It might.”
    He chuckled. “You can wait. I have such plans for you.”
    “But I don’t want to wait.” How could he sit there so calmly when every cell in her body yearned for his touch?
    He moved his hands to cup her breasts. “But waiting heightens the anticipation.”
    She moaned when he swiped his thumbs over the taut peaks. “So not fair.”
    “No?”
    She stared into his eyes, which were alive with passion and excitement. He made her feel so good, and the insides of her thighs were slick with her heat. She ached to have him inside her.
    “Then we’ll do this your way.”
    A calculated gleam flickered beneath the passion in his eyes and Trisha swallowed. She’d seen that look before, last night in the club. What did Zach have planned this time? For one long, breathless moment his gaze stayed riveted on hers. He released her.
    “Take off your clothes.”
    She stiffened, glancing around the empty moving limo. He couldn’t be serious.
    A cocky smirk creased his lips and he winged a brow. A silent challenge. Well, she’d show