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One More Night (Seductive Nights #3) Page 5
Author: Lauren Blakely

She draped the pearls over her hand, the long strands like waterfalls of smooth, rounded beads. She gazed at them like they were precious, a fitting response, since they were. “They’re real,” she said, with wonder in her voice as she looked up at him.

He nodded. “I would never give you something fake.”

“I’ve never had pearls before. I’ve never thought of myself as a pearl person.”

“Then let me show you how I want you to wear them, so you can see how absolutely f**king sexy a pearl person can be,” he said, standing up and making his way to his suitcase. He opened one of the zipper compartments where he’d tucked a dress for her, and brought it over. “Another gift. Put this on.”

“Now?”

He nodded. “Yes. Model it for me.”

“As you wish,” she said, standing up and glancing once at the cockpit. “What about the pilot?”

“I told him we’d be making full use of the plane and he said he’d have his eyes on the sky the whole time.”

“Then keep your eyes on me,” she said, looping the strand around her neck, then stripping off her skirt, letting it pool at her feet, her gaze locked on him the whole time. He watched her, growing harder with each layer she removed—now her shirt, then her lacy bra. He reclined the spacious leather seat, taking in the show, savoring every second of her undressing. She stood before him in only her underwear, a small bit of sheer white covering her pu**y, the evidence of her arousal already starting to show as he caught a quick glimpse between her legs.

“There’s no need for the panties. Get rid of them now, Julia,” he told her in a rough voice.

She nodded, and stepped out of the panties.

Taking the silky dress from his hands, she tugged it on, and he shuddered, jealous of the fabric that now hugged her naked curves. She turned around, but kept looking at him, watching as he caught sight of the backless dress for the first time.

He drew a sharp breath, letting it fill his chest as the view of her bare skin fueled his desire. “Come here. I need to adjust those pearls,” he said, and she kneeled in front of him. In one quick move, he shifted the strand from her front, dangling between her br**sts, to her back, so the pearls were a choker on her neck. “Now sit on my lap, so I can admire you,” he said, and she rose, then positioned her sweet little ass on his thighs. He smoothed his hands over the soft skin of her back, his c**k stiffening as she hitched in a breath at his touch. Unable to resist her br**sts, he looped his hands around to cup them through the fabric, kneading and stroking until her ni**les quickly turned to hard diamond points. She gasped, and arched her back, pressing her br**sts further into his hands as if she needed the pressure, craved the touch. He played with her br**sts until she was nearly panting, then returned his hands to her gorgeous back, and the trail of pearls that led down her spine. “I can’t decide if I want you to wear these while I f**k you or if I want to play with them while I’m f**king you,” he mused, as he fingered the pearls.

“How would you play with them?” she asked, and her voice sounded hot, wanton.

“Let’s find out,” he said, grasping her hips and lifting her off him. “Unzip my jeans, woman. I can’t f**k you with my clothes on.”

That wicked grin spread across her face with his words. She skimmed his pants down to his knees, unbuttoned his shirt and spread her palms over his chest as she stood between his legs. Electricity shot through him; she alone could do this to him. She was the only one who had the control panel to his body, who knew which dials to turn and how far. She pressed his ni**les between each thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard. He nearly growled in response, his eyes momentarily drifting shut.

“I’m so tempted to sign things without you around,” she teased, as she licked his chest, returning to their role-playing.

He stopped her hands, moving them behind her back. “I see you’re already trying to get in trouble with your attorney. I warned you what would happen.”

She shivered. “I’m ready to take my spanking.”

“But this time it’s going to be different, Julia. I’m not going to use my hand,” he said, as he removed her necklace. Gripping the necklace carefully in his hand, he left a small loop hanging down, then quickly swatted her backside with the pearls.

“Oh!” she gasped.

“I’m not sure I was clear the first time. You might need to hear it again.”

“Oh yes. I think I might, to fully understand the impact of what you’re saying,” she said.

“Good. Because I need you to listen to me.” He lightly spanked her marvelous bottom with the pearls and she bit her lip, an absolutely delicious image of her trying to rein in the pleasure that was likely roaring through her body. If the way she felt matched him, then her veins were a raging fire. He smacked her one more time, causing her to wriggle against him. Maybe even an inferno, because that was what he felt as he witnessed the pleasure contorting her features when he spanked her with the necklace. The reaction drove him wild with desire, so he swatted her one more time, and she cried out.

“Now, straddle me, so I can see what other tricks I can perform with these pearls.”

* * *

She lowered herself across his thighs, her legs spread wide open, the skirt of her dress hiked up to her hips, her pu**y exposed and aching. And he knew it. He knew she was squirming for him.

“Tricks? You’re a magician now?” she said in her playfully taunting tone as she positioned herself on him.

“You tell me if it’s magic when I make you come with these pearls. Close your eyes, Julia,” he said, his voice deep and rumbly, sending hot shivers across her skin. The little hairs on her arms rose as the world around her disappeared. They were flying high, shooting across the country, maybe over Pennsylvania, maybe Ohio. Who knew? Who cared? They were tangoing with the sky, traveling in a silver bullet of bliss as he teased her flesh with the necklace. The sensation from the rope of pearls now gliding across her chest sent tingles over her skin. She felt his strong hands somehow wrap the pearls in a figure eight around her br**sts. He tightened the strand, and she yelped in surprise, in pleasure, in the strangely thrilling sensation of having her br**sts squeezed by pearls.

“Does that ouch mean more please?” he asked, low and husky in her ear.

“So. Much. More,” she answered.

“Good,” he said, his breath ghosting hot over her throat as he shifted the beads again, letting them fall between her br**sts. He trailed them against her belly, then dropped them lower, and lower still, until the end of the loop brushed her clit with the barest whisper of a kiss. She trembled from the sweet, exquisite agony of a kiss from a pearl.

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