Possession by Jennifer Lyon Page A

shot to his groin, swelling his cock to painful, while her trust wrapped around his heart. Kat believed he’d protect her, keep others from seeing her. The dress stayed on so he could easily cover her if something happened and the need arose. Unclenching his hand, he traced the top edge of her panties. “Those are coming off.” Sloane shifted Kat to the seat and dropped to his knees. Grasping the soft material, he dragged them off, leaving her completely bared to him from the waist down. Sloane leaned over her to get his wine.
    Her eyes widened. “Thirsty?”
    “You drank from me. Shouldn’t I get the same privilege?”
    Curling her fingers into the bunched-up dress, she asked, “Drink from my mouth?”
    Rolling out a wolf grin, he said, “I’m more original than that. Hold on to that dress.” He tilted the glass to dribble the golden liquid into her navel.
    Kat quivered and hissed in a breath.
    Sloane lapped at the wine, the crisp flavor mixing with the taste of Kat’s skin. He trickled out more of the liquid and licked a line from one hipbone to the other. Her stomach muscles jumped and contracted. Oh, but he wanted more. He craved the taste of her desire.
    Maneuvering between her thighs, he spread her open. Pink, wet and swollen. Lifting his gaze to her face, Sloane caught his breath. Her desire laden eyes held no fear, no reserve. She gave herself to him with complete faith that he’d care for both her privacy and pleasure. He’d make it good for her. Bringing the glass close, he slanted it.
    “Sloane.” Kat arched as the liquid spilled over the folds of her pussy.
    Setting the glass aside, he swooped in, gathering the tart wine and sweet nectar of Kat in a long, slow lick. The feel of her creamy heat on his tongue ignited fiery hunger for more. He lapped at her, teasing her clit until he could feel the bud throbbing.
    Kat fisted her hands in his hair, tugging as she twisted.
    Her urgency tripped his feral switch. The need to make her come rode him hard.
    Take her to heights only he could.
    Then sink his cock into her.
    Sliding lower, he traced her opening with his tongue until she writhed against him. He knew exactly how to set her off. Using his thumb, he stroked her clit while tonguing her until she quivered and detonated, her thighs clamping around him as she arched and moaned.
    Her taste and scent drove him wild. The need to possess her battered his every nerve. Rising up on his arms, he growled, “Can’t wait.” He undid his pants with one hand and shoved them down just far enough. Taking hold of his cock, he swirled the head against her slick entrance and groaned. Another gift she gave him, her body with no barriers. He would not slam into her like an animal. Sloane pushed back against the primal urge and tunneled in inch by inch. She was slick, soft and so glove tight, he threw his head back and ground his molars.
    “Sloane.” Kat grasped his arms, lifting her hips to accommodate him.
    Halfway into her, and with fire searing his lower back with the frantic need to shove in and claim her, he lowered his stare.
    Her desire-swollen eyes honed in on him. “Let me give you what you need. All of it.”
    The sweetness of her words undid him.
    He lowered himself over her and fused his mouth to hers as he thrust balls-deep into her heat. Sucking his tongue, she shoved his shirt up and skimmed her hands everywhere. As if she couldn’t get enough.
    Sloane broke the kiss. Bracing on his forearms, he locked eyes with her. Smaller and more delicate than him, and yet Kat alone had the power to hold back that pit of loneliness trying to suck him in. In desperation, he cried out, “I need you.” It was torn from that pit of loneliness in him.
    She wrapped her legs around him and caressed his back. “You have me.”
    The cool satin of her shoes dug into his ass as she met his thrusts. With every plunge, the sounds they made together drove him higher. He slid his hand beneath her, tilting her hips to get even