Pull Me Closer (Suits in Pursuit) (26 page)

She gasped.

“Can’t get much sleep with the light on, now can we?” He said, the deep rumble of his voice stroking her ears.

She shu
ddered inside as his muscular body grazed hers, the ridge of his hard cock pushing sharply into her thigh. His impetuous action heightened her libido, her sex swollen and aching, a sudden desire to be filled with him.

The only light in the
room now came from the occasional flash of lighting and the twinkling lights of the city below, dimly illuminating the darkness through the sheer cream-colored curtains that covered the large glass doors that led to the balcony. Rain had begun to fall harder outside. The stillness of the room echoed loudly, their harsh breathing and erratic heart beats the only sounds competing against the storms raging outside and within them both. She was careful not to touch him or else she might stir the raging beast within him, one that she wouldn’t be able to tame and wouldn’t want to stop.

Hi
s restlessness was motivated by a different drive altogether, his desire to claim Kerrigan’s heart and satisfy his sexual thirst. He was pure, raw masculine heat. He needed her, wanted her and planned to have her, tonight. Neither of them would get much sleep.

He glanced over at her.
She was staring up at the ceiling, too. He knew why he was there and she was about to find out.

“Kerrigan,” his voice was
low and thick, breaking the uneasiness of the night.

“Yes,” she replied
, in a nearly inaudible whisper.

“You know why I’m here. You know what I want.”

“What do you mean?”
Her voice cracked.

“You know exactly what I mean. It’s what we both
want only you’re afraid to admit it. It’s time to take our relationship to the next level.”

“Axel, you said we needed to take things slowly. You said neither of us is
ready. I thought we were going to talk about the agreement,” she protested, and he could hear the anxiety building in her.

“Forget what I said. There’s no need for discussion. I’m about to
break that damn agreement in the worse way. We’re both ready, and tonight, you belong to me baby.”

“You said you wanted to respect me, to woo me.”

He shifted, and repositioned himself on his side with his elbow on the bed and his head propped up by his large hand. Leaning over, he looked down at her sweetly, peering into her longing gaze. She was so beautiful lying there beneath him. He stroked her cheek gently with his free hand and she leaned into his touch, trembling and eyes wide.

“I have nothing but respect for you. The fact that I’m lying
here in your bed means I’m doing a good job wooing you so far, wouldn’t you say? Let me give you what you’re too afraid to admit you want—what we both want.”

“Axel, I’
m afraid if we do this, you’ll get what you want, and I’ll end up getting hurt.”

“Kerrigan, I don’t just want sex. I don’
t want to hurt you. Tonight is only the beginning.”

He had fallen for her. Saying the words aloud to her would feel right, but he held back.

She swallowed hard. Nothing, she said or did would prevent the inevitable. Her affection ran just as deeply as his did. After all, he was sure Kerrigan knew that letting him into her home at that late hour would only lead to one thing—he would make love to her for the first time that night.

CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN

There had been no doubt in Axel’s mind what would happen the minute his plane landed. Neither distance nor time would get in the way of his mission. Tonight, he would cherish every inch of her body until she begged him to stop, the way he had done it at least a hundred times in his imagination.

He couldn’t remember the exact moment it happened, but somewhere along the way, the lust had morphed into something else. Tonight, he would lay claim to her heart and shatter her insecurities.

Axel
leaned down, caressed her face gently with his hand and devoured her lips with his passionate kiss. 

He peeled himself away.
“Baby, just tell me if you want me to stop. I’ll be slow and gentle, but you have to tell me if I hurt you or if you want me to stop, okay?”

“
O … Okay.” Her voice shook. Barely able to speak, her nerves rendered her speechless. He resumed his sensual assault on her mouth, kissing and licking her lips, and tasting her sweet honey as she trembled underneath him, barely able to return his kisses.

“Relax
, baby. I know you’re scared. I won’t do anything to you that I know you can’t handle. You trust me?”

Staring into his heated gaze, her eyes widened.
“I think so.”

Leaning down, he kissed her forehead.
“That’s not good enough. Kerrigan, I want you to trust me. I’m not here to break your heart. Do you trust me?” He leaned into the crook of her neck—his eyes closed inhaling her natural scent.

“Yes
, I trust you.” Her hushed tone muttered softly into his ear.

“
Are you on birth control?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Lifting his head from her haven, he stroked her quivering bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “Do you want me to use a condom?” Gazing into her eyes, “I don’t want to use one with you. You okay with that?” His tone was tender.

Her heart pounded hard in her chest against his.
“I think so.”

He hadn’t
been with another woman in at least ten months, and he had always used condoms every time in the past. Until now, he’d never really thought about not using one.

“I want to
feel you, and I want you to feel me, skin on skin, but I want you to be sure Kerrigan. I’ll use one if you want me to.” Her eyes darted, avoiding his gaze. “Kerrigan, look at me.”

Peering up at him, she blinked rapidly.
“No, you don’t have to use a condom. I trust you.” Her gaze was unsteady, and her tone wavered.

“Are you sure?
I want you to be absolutely sure.”

She swallowed hard.
“Yes, I’m sure.” Kerrigan closed her eyes and turned away. She couldn’t believe what she was about to do, with Axel Christensen no less. He had given her fair warning, and she wanted this to happen. Hell, she had practically willed him to show up.

He
slid masculine hands down the front of a sheer nightie, fingers dancing across Kerrigan's stomach and to the bottom of the short garment. His hand moved smoothly underneath as he slowly massaged every inch of her bare supple skin, fingers sliding across her stomach and working their way up to her heavenly mounds.

Eager fingers
found her breasts, kneading and cupping one in his large masculine hand. His index finger and thumb pulled and rolled her hard nipple until she released a small yelp. Slipping his hand from underneath her gown, he motioned for her to sit up. His fingers inched to the strap of her nightie. He yanked down one strap and then the other until they both were free from her arms.

Riveted to
the sight of her naked caramel breasts, “So beautiful,” his voice was hoarse and raspy. “I want to savor every part of you.” Hot lips pressed into the small of her neck, searing Kerrigan's tender flesh. “Baby, lie down and raise your hips. I want you out of this nightie.”

A scintillating stare fastened her eyes to his
. Her lean hips hoisted high, he yanked the garment from her body and tossed the silken threads to the side. She looked beautiful lying there only wearing a black lace thong, her breasts exposed.

He
turned his attention back to her perky peaks. His mouth descended on one, licking and sucking tender flesh sweet and succulent like ripened fruit as she writhed and moaned. Her back arched, thrusting her breasts upwards as he continued feasting on her delectable bosom. He loved how she felt with her arms wrapped around his shoulders, as though she needed him for support. He loved that she clung to him for strength, wanted what he offered and trusted him with her heart.

Hi
s hand busily caressed her thighs and made its way to the soaking wet heat between her legs. He gently spread her thighs apart. Finally reaching his destination, he dipped his hand into the top of her panties until his fingers found the folds of her soft, warm sex, gently stroking her until she whimpered.

To Axel, h
er sheer lace panties were a nuisance. Tussling with the thongs as he tugged them down her legs and tossed them over his shoulder, they sailed across the room and landed on the floor. Knowing her innocence, he decided not to dip his fingers into her; he would save her virgin sweetness for their full sexual union, when his cock would surge into her depths.

The rain fell harder now
and all around them thunder boomed loudly. Wet beads of raindrops splashed against the glass panes. Strong gusts of wind blew in through the doors, which were slightly cracked open, and the sheer curtains danced wildly about.

He
positioned himself in front of her. Bending her knees and spreading her legs widely apart to accept his girth, he stared at her sex.

“
Open your eyes baby. You’re beautiful and delightfully soft. I want to see you, and I want you to see me,” he said affectionately.

He knelt forward and kissed the slick wetness of her sex, first with his lips and then inserting his tongue
between her petals, he French-kissed her delicate flower. Her body quivered all over as he continued his oral stimulation. Her nectar flowed sweetly for him, and he lapped greedily at her essence. She tasted so damn good, like sweet licorice. The way she moaned, he knew the sensation had overwhelmed her, but he wouldn’t let her climax like this. He wanted her to savor the joy of complete rapture when he was buried nine inches deep inside her for the first time while she screamed his name.

He came up to
meet her lips with a kiss. “Damn, you’re sweet. Taste how sweet you are.”

He lifted himself up so that they were face-to-face.
Time to get down to business. Dipping his head, he kissed her softly, continuing the invasion of her mouth with his tongue as he lay between her legs. She lay there ready for him.

She could feel the
length of his erection piercing her thigh through his boxers. Although she had never felt a naked penis before, she had seen them in movies and magazines, and his large size scared her. He raised himself up, and then stood beside the bed, the massive protruding bulge strained to break free.

H
is hand moved to the band on his boxer briefs, slowly snatching them down. Finally freed, his stiff rod sprung out. Stretching her eyes wide, she gasped. She couldn’t believe how large he was. She hoped her shock wasn’t visible. Stealing another glance, her bulging eyes darted away, embarrassed for having watched him. The thought of what they were about to do flooded her heart with anxiety. This now seemed like a bad idea.

“Look at me Kerrigan. You don’t have to be embarrassed to look at me
,” he said.

“I don’t think I can’t do this. You’re too
big to fit inside me,” her voice trembled.

“Baby, I know you’re afraid. I’ll be gentle. I’ll
go very slowly. I’ll fit inside you. You trust me, right?” His tone was low and soothing.

“Yes.”
Her shaky tone bordered on the edge of panic.

He leaned
down and kissed her tenderly, his hands moving slowly over her breasts, down her stomach and between her thighs again. Warm desire built at her core, soaking her between the thighs and drenching his fingers as he vigorously worked her clitoris. Her back arched up, taken by the pleasure of his touch.

K
neeling between her legs, he spread them apart with his hands and surged forward, the tip of his cock pausing at her moist entrance. He saw the fear in her eyes, and her trembling hands clung to his shoulders.

He kissed her deeply
, and then looked into her eyes. “Kerrigan, I know you’re afraid, but I want you to understand that what’s happening between us is more than sex. I want you, body, heart, mind and soul. I need you. Only you.”

She
could feel the tears building. What she felt for him was too strong, and she realized that she couldn’t stop herself now, even if she tried. She wanted to believe his beautiful words, but in a state of confusion and scared, everything overwhelmed her. What was wrong with her?

“I’m afraid. Everything is happening so fast. Everything is changing
,” she blurted out.

“I know baby. Everything is changing,
but don’t be afraid of this or me. Let me make love to you tonight. Let me show you how much I care for you. Do you want me?” His voice, low and husky,  and pleading.

“Yes, I want you Axel,” she whispered breathlessly
, knowing that at least she wasn’t confused about her sexual desire. She wanted him so badly that her core ached for him and her sex clenched.