Vulnerable: (McIntyre Security Bodyguard Series - Book 1) (26 page)

“Shane!” Cooper barked from the front seat.

Shane froze as if he’d been doused with ice water. His mouth stilled on hers, and he withdrew his hand from beneath her skirt as if he’d been burned. He pulled back, abruptly releasing her. He’d been so caught up in the heat of the moment he hadn’t realized he’d been practically crushing her into her seat, pinning her in place – and she hadn’t seemed to realize it either.

“Fuck,” he grated, his own face flushing hotly as he took in her dazed expression.

Beth’s lips were swollen from his demanding kisses, and the pupils in her wide eyes were dilated with arousal.

Shane reached up and touched her cheek, and her eyes widened when she detected the scent of her arousal on his fingers.

“We’ll be home in fifteen minutes,” Cooper said. “I honestly don’t mind the show, but surely you two can wait that long.”

Shane caught Cooper’s gaze in the rearview mirror and nodded, silently offering his thanks. Cooper returned the gesture.

“I’m sorry, Beth,” Shane said, searching her expression for signs of anxiety. He gently brushed her lower lip, which was wet and still a little swollen from his kisses. “I got carried away. Are you okay?”

Beth smiled tremulously, because she
was
okay. In fact, she was more than okay. She’d loved every moment of his delicious assault. “I’m fine,” she whispered, although her gaze kept turning guiltily to Cooper.

“I wasn’t thinking,” he said, his voice quiet. He frowned as his gaze locked on her swollen lips. After brushing his thumb across her bottom lip, he straightened in his seat and buckled his seatbelt, facing forward.

Beth reached for his hand and gently squeezed it. “I’m fine,” she reiterated, wanting to erase the self-reproving expression on his face.

And she did seem fine. He glanced at her and caught her smiling shyly at him, her cheeks flushed pink and her wide eyes glittering.

She leaned over to him and pressed her lips to his ear. “I want you,” she breathed, her voice barely more than air. Then she pulled back and looked at him, smiling at the answering heat in his eyes.

He was definitely on board with that.

Chapter 23

They couldn’t get back to his apartment fast enough, as far as Shane was concerned.

I want you.

She’d actually said that. Her words replayed in his head, over and over like a mantra. Right now, all he could think about was getting her home and into bed. The image of her wearing the lingerie Sylvia had given her while sitting astride his cock was burning a hole in his brain.

 Cooper dropped them off at the front entrance of the building, making some excuse about taking the car to get it fueled, which Shane knew was code for
You can have the place to yourselves for a while, idiot
.

The air in the private penthouse elevator was thick with anticipation, and it was all he could do to keep his hands off her. He was afraid if he touched her now, he’d end up taking her in the elevator.

He glanced at Beth’s reflection in the mirrored wall, noting the high color in her pale cheeks. She was biting her bottom lip, and he realized she was excited. Her hair was still tied up in a loose knot with the ribbon Sylvia had given her at the dress shop, but it looked a bit worse for wear after he’d groped her in the car like a desperate teenager. She looked mussed and ready for bed, and he was only too happy to take her there.

Damn it, what had gotten into him back there in the car? It was a miracle he didn’t scare the shit out of her, practically attacking her like that. And surprisingly, she hadn’t panicked on him, even though he’d been pinning her to her seat like a sailor nailing a dock whore to a tavern wall.

Even now she was flushed, her eyes bright, and he could almost feel the excited energy radiating from her. He squeezed her hand, and she squeezed his back.

“Did I scare you in the car?”

Beth shook her head.  “No.”

The elevators door opened, and they stepped into the foyer. Now that they were home, Shane couldn’t resist pulling Beth into his arms for another kiss. Her mouth opened eagerly under his, her tongue meeting his. She moaned sweetly into his mouth, and the sound of her pleasure made him even harder.

Shane pulled back. “Are you sure you aren’t too sore?” He’d at least try to do the right thing. He’d give her an out, if she needed one, even if it killed him.

“I’m sure.” Her arms went around his neck, and she went up on her toes to kiss him. She kissed him with a fervor that matched his own.

“Fuck,” he said. “I can’t wait.” He lifted her skirt and picked her up. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”

Shane carried Beth across the foyer to a table set against the wall. He sat her on the table between a lamp and a vase of fresh-cut flowers.

“I want to fuck you right here,” he said, breathing heavily as he shoved her skirt up past her thighs. He spread her bare legs and stepped between them. “Do you have a problem with that?” he said, pulling her hips to the edge of the table.
Dear God, please don’t say you do.

“No,” she said, looking somewhat dazed.

When her eyes kept darting nervously toward the elevator, he strode to the elevator and punched a code into the electronic panel on the wall. “The elevator is out of service now,” he said, coming back to her. “No one can use it without buzzing me first. We won’t be interrupted.”

Beth looked at him skeptically.

“Only Cooper can bypass the code I just entered,” Shane said. “And trust me, he knows better than to come back here right now. There’s nothing to worry about, I promise.” 

He eyed her directly, painfully aware of the hesitation in her eyes. His hands came up to cup her face. “Sweetheart, I would
never
put you at risk.”

She nodded, relaxing. “Okay.”

Shane wasted no time reaching underneath her skirt to grasp the waistband of her panties and work them down her hips. Beth braced her hands on the marble table top and rocked her hips to help him. Once he got them off, he tucked them into his back pocket.

Beth gasped when her bare buttocks came into contact with the cold marble.

Shane grinned at her expression, his hand coming up to caress her face. “You are so beautiful. I look at you and lose myself, every time.”

He unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it off her shoulders, leaving Beth sitting there in her bra with her skirt bunched up around her waist. He reached behind her to unclasp her bra, and then he very slowly peeled it from her body. His eyes fastened hungrily on her breasts, and her nipples puckered instantly, whether from the cool air or from his frank appraisal, he wasn’t sure. Beth covered her bare breasts with her hands.

“Put your hands down, sweetheart,” he said.

Beth couldn’t stop shivering, and it had nothing to do with the temperature. She was sitting practically bare-ass naked in Shane’s foyer in the middle of the day while he was fully clothed. She believed him when he said he’d taken the elevator out of service, but still, they were so exposed like this, so out in the open. She couldn’t help thinking anyone could walk in on them at any moment. And if that happened, she would die of mortification. But Shane had promised her it was safe, and she trusted him.

Shane was watching her intently, probably watching for signs of anxiety. She was breathing hard, true, but it wasn’t because of anxiety. She was
excited
, and she thought he could tell that because he was pushing her a little bit.

“Beth, hands. Flat on the table.”

She dropped her hands to the table top and glanced up at him.

“Good girl,” he said, smiling at her as he brushed her lower lip with his thumb. “God, I want you. You want this? You want me?”

She swallowed hard. “Yes.”

That was all the green light Shane seemed to need, because he pulled her forward, right to the edge of the table, and dropped to his knees. When he pushed her legs wide open and stared at her sex, her legs started shaking. She would have closed them if he hadn’t been holding them open.

He looked up at her. “Okay?”

She nodded.

His eyes returned to her sex and he studied her, which she found very unnerving.

“Keep your legs open,” he said, removing his hands. He reached between her thighs and opened her up to his hot gaze. “You’re beautiful, so pink and glistening.”

He stroked her from her aching core to her clitoris, and she shivered. Then he leaned forward and followed that same path with his hot tongue.

“Oh, my God!”

And then his mouth was on her, his lips and tongue teasing her clitoris. She stared down at the top of his head, simultaneously shocked and aroused at the sight of him between her thighs. Her hands went to his head, but whether it was to push him away or pull him closer, she wasn’t sure. In the end, her fingers sank into his thick hair, and she gripped his head tightly as she squirmed under his assault.

“That’s right,” he said, his growl muffled against her slick flesh. “Put me where you want me, baby.” He ate at her like a starving man presented with a buffet, his tongue lashing at her clitoris. His hands held her thighs wide apart, and she leaned back, using her hands to brace herself on the tabletop.

Her legs trembled violently and her hips began rocking against his mouth. “Shane!”

He made an unintelligible sound between her legs, not bothering to lift his mouth from her sex. He licked at her, nibbling, stroking with his firm tongue. When he opened her even farther, his tongue pushed deep into her channel and she bucked frantically against his mouth. As he fucked her with his tongue, his thumb stroked her clitoris.

The two-pronged attack was more than she could bear, and the pressure built steadily inside her. Breathing heavily, he pulled back and inserted his index finger into her wet channel, zeroing in on a spot deep inside her, while his thumb continued to tease and taunt her clitoris. Dueling sensations spiraled upward inside her, and she felt herself shaking uncontrollably as her impending release rose higher and higher.

“Shane!” Her eyes closed tightly.

“I know, baby,” he said, peering up to watch her face. “Look at me. I want to see you come.”

She shook her head, panting as she fought against the inevitable.

“Look at me, Beth.”

She opened her eyes, and they were a little bit wild as she met his gaze.

“Just let it happen, sweetheart,” he said.

He was merciless as he stroked her sex, ratcheting her up, higher and higher, until she came in a blinding rush, crying out loudly.

Shane shot to his feet, swiping his hand across his glistening wet mouth. The scent of Beth’s arousal was strong in the air, and Shane’s nostrils flared wildly. His hands went to the fastener of his jeans and yanked them open, then shoved both his jeans and his boxers down far enough to free his rigid cock, which protruded from his body like a battering ram.

Beth took in the sight of his cock, long and thick, flushed a deep ruddy color. Her eyes tracked the thick vein ran the length of him. He fisted himself roughly, and a drop of glistening fluid seeped from the slit in the fat crown. Learning forward, he teased her opening with the head of his cock, coating himself with her arousal. He wedged himself into her opening with one hand, then drew her even closer with the other. He thrust his cock inside her with a savagery she’d never before experienced.

They cried out simultaneously as his cock sank deep inside her. She gasped, partly in discomfort and partly from surprise, as his cock pushed ruthlessly into her silky, wet channel. It didn’t hurt exactly, but the size of him stretched her wide, and she felt the burn as her body tried to accommodate him. Her hands went to his wrists, gripping him tightly.

Shane started to move then, with long, steady strokes, Beth gasping at the intensity of his thrusts. His mouth covered hers, drinking in her cries, swallowing her breaths and the keening sounds she made.

“God, you’re so tight,” he grated, his breath soughing as he stroked long and hard into her core.

Shane pressed his hot face into the curve of her neck, dropping kisses onto her  pulse point and breathing deeply as he savored the scent of her damp skin. He couldn’t get enough of her scent; he wanted to immerse himself in it.

Finally, he pulled back, his gaze going to his cock as he watched himself tunnel in and out of her body, his cock dragging through her wet, swollen tissues.

“Watch us,” he said. “Watch your body as it takes in mine.”

Beth looked down between them, mesmerized by the sight of his cock sliding powerfully in and out of her body. Her body had opened and softened to the point that he could move easily inside her now. She watched his cock slam into her lush wet core, and then pull out only to slam right back inside.

Shane’s heart was pounding so hard in his chest it was nearly choking him. His entire being was focused on the sensation of burying himself as deeply in her wet heat as he could. The act was more than just a simple coupling, and the realization stunned him. What he felt for her – the way he roused for her, simultaneously wanting to dominate her and service her  – was something he’d never experienced.

The idea that this was something different for him, that this – that
she
– was something different, shocked him. He grabbed her face and held her still for his kiss, his mouth stealing her breath and drinking in her soft whimpers. When his cock exploded inside her and he filled her with his scalding heat, he shouted to the rafters, his rough voice filling the room.

Beth’s mind reeled from the multitude of emotions and sensations hitting her all at once. Her sex burned from being stretched and pummeled, but it was a sweet fire that she reveled in. He’d taken her almost mindlessly, and she’d loved it. She’d always craved a physical union like this one, so hot and fiery, all consuming, but it had always evaded her before now. Somehow, Shane had  made it all right. Right now he was buried so deeply inside her she couldn’t tell where she left off and he began.

“Christ,” he gasped, leaning forward to touch his forehead to hers, his chest heaving. “You’re killing me, baby,” he said to her, his voice catching.