He hauled her into his arms and their mouths collided. No question now, if there’d ever been any, that he was turned on.
Lia enjoyed what she was doing to this strong man. She surrendered to him with no hesitation, her hands grabbing hold and refusing to let go. When he moved his arms lower and clutched her backside in his hands, she groaned into his mouth.
“Mmm, Mr. Grayson, it seems that you are the impatient one now. I thought this wasn’t a good idea,” she teased him.
Shane smiled slowly, then pulled gently on her hair to remind her that he had her trapped against his solid body. Fire danced in her eyes, and he decided he’d best back off. He was getting far too revved up, and there was nowhere for them to finish this.
It was a fun game to play, but he wouldn’t risk someone seeing her delectable curves, not even if that meant he would be sporting a painful erection for the next few hours. It was better that he be the laughingstock.
Lia didn’t give in as easily. After looking purposefully around, she tugged against his hold. When he saw a new sparkle enter her eyes, he looked in the direction they indicated.
“No way,” he said; she reached up and kissed him hard on the mouth.
“Follow me.” Lia escaped from his grasp and led him across the large expanse of lawn.
A small storage cottage stood among a few tall trees, and Lia strode straight toward it, dragging Shane behind her. He knew what was on her mind, but he wasn’t going to give in, no matter what, he tried telling himself. What if the guards did a patrol? What if the wedding party came searching for them? They absolutely couldn’t do this.
Somehow though, he found himself losing all resolve and allowing Lia to take him closer to the building.
It was OK, he assured himself. Surely the building would be locked.
When she got the door to open on the first try and then slipped inside the dark, musty storage shed with him, Shane tried to concentrate. This had gone too far.
This little game needed to end right now.
“Now, Mr. Grayson, what can I do to ease your discomfort?” Lia asked and then kissed his throat, slowly running her tongue across his skin as she reached for the buttons of his dress shirt.
“Lia…” he warned, his body on fire, much as he tried to remain strong and to distract her.
“Yes, Shane?” she asked as she reached the final button and smoothed her palms across the hard expanse of his chest and stomach before dropping to her knees and licking his abs.
“Oh, holy hell, Lia, you have got to stop,” he begged. But he was unable to push her away.
Her answer was to slide his belt free before undoing the button on his pants. When he heard the zipper go down, all he could do was lean against the wall while her hand reached inside his boxers and pulled out his throbbing manhood.
“Really? You want me to stop?” she asked with a sweet innocence in her voice as her hand gripped him tight and her mouth came forward, her luscious red lips circling the head of his arousal.
He groaned low in his throat. “No… I mean yes,” he gasped as she positioned herself, taking him deeper into her mouth while her tongue licked up and down his shaft. Then, much to his dismay, she pulled back and nibbled on the tip.
“I don’t think you want me to stop,” she taunted, looking straight up at him while she sank down on him again, taking him all the way to the back of her throat.
“Damn, you are sexy,” he groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as he held her to him. No, he didn’t want her to stop.
In no time at all, it seemed, he was far too close to releasing in her mouth. She could bring him to the brink of madness with so little effort even after fully satisfying him for three days straight. That she held such power over him was frightening, but not scary enough to drive him away.
“Enough,” he demanded, tugging on fistfuls of her hair, forcing her to release him.
The sight of her kneeling before him, her lips swollen, her eyes glowing, and his shaft glistening from her attentions, had him nearly trembling.
“I need you, Shane Grayson,” Lia whispered. “I can’t get enough of you. We aren’t leaving this place until you make me scream in ecstasy.” She stood up and pulled her gown up to her waist, exposing her beautiful womanhood.
The battle was lost. He was just thankful he hadn’t known, while the wedding was taking place, that she wasn’t wearing any panties. He never would have been able to stand beside Rafe for even the half hour the ceremony had taken.
“I’m never letting you go,” Shane growled before grabbing her and lifting her up. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist.
Shane didn’t hesitate any longer. Backing her up against the wall, he plunged deep inside her in one solid push, nearly exploding from the tight grip of her beautiful body surrounding him.
“As many times as we’ve come together, it’s still not enough,” she gasped. “I crave the feel of your hands caressing my body, the touch of your fingers on my face, the taste of your lips. I don’t think this will ever go away.” She spoke as if coming to a realization.
“No, Lia. It won’t,” he promised as he began sliding slowly in and out of her heat.
“Oh, Shane, please make me come,” she begged, no longer wanting the moment to stretch out. She needed release, and she wanted it right now.
“I can’t resist you,” he said. Bending closer to her, he took her lips with his.
“Then stop trying,” she called out as she reached higher, so close to completion.
He held on tight and thrust in and out of her, his mouth ravishing hers while his hands cupped her firm behind. She cried into his mouth, the sound drowned out by his own groans of pleasure.
When she convulsed around him, Shane reached his peak, his body shaking inside her while she gripped him tightly.
It was too much and yet never enough.
He knew he wouldn’t let her go.
She could play all the games she wanted, but she needed him, and he would prove to her just how much.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
ADRIANE’S BRILLIANT PLAN was backfiring badly. Yes, having Rafe and Ari’s wedding in Corythia had ensured that Rachel stay in the country for a while longer. But Adriane hadn’t had much time alone with her since their arrival. Rachel’s family had swarmed around her and now she was pulling further away from him. This could end up being disastrous.
No matter what it took, he couldn’t allow her to leave with his children.
Surprisingly, it wasn’t only the children she carried whom Adriane didn’t want to leave. Rachel was becoming too big a part of his life. That was good, wasn’t it?