Page 31 of Brazilian Surrender
He sank on the bed, momentarily defeated. She said something in Portuguese and flashed him a mischievous smile that could change a man’s principles. Trying to keep his stance, he glanced at the ceiling, burying the back of his head into the pillow.
She nipped his thigh, and a shot of arousal surged through him like he had just inhaled a powerful drug. Her cheeks rubbed against his pubic hair, a prickle of awareness electrifying his flesh. She continued to speak in Portuguese, and whatever she said sounded erotic as fuck.
He opened his mouth to ask what she was saying but hesitated because he knew she would translate it. And it’d only serve to put him even more under her spell, a spell that would have an expiration date if he had any say in it. Hell, just as her hands brushed his cock he realized he didn’t have a say on a lot anymore, but he’d gain control. After this, he’d regain—
“Wow. You may play hard to get all you want, but there’s a part of you that’s my number one fan,” she said, running her fingers on his shaft.
“If you continue to treat me well, maybe other parts will join,” he said. Unable to fight the impulse, he thrust his fingers into her textured hair. She took him into her mouth at last and a guttural sound escaped his lips. She moaned, too, and that only added to his desire.
God. What did this woman do to him? “Camila,” he said, his voice hoarse.
He wiped sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. She swirled her tongue around him, her hand stroking him up and down. His hips rocked into her, as he urged for more of that sinful connection. What he really wanted was to shove his cock deep in her throat until he spilled into her and end the nonsense.
She licked the tip of his cock, her tongue fetching the warm liquid. “You taste wonderful, Jaeger, and I’m hungry for more.”
He gritted his teeth, desperate to hold his release. She dipped her head down between his legs, sucking him with more intensity. Her hand squeezed his balls gently, while her glorious tongue reverenced his dick like it was a freaking king. He massaged her scalp, knowing he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer.
“Let it go, Jaeger. Give yourself to me,” she said, the last words he comprehended. She put most of him into her mouth, whatever she managed to fit, and he rocked his cock into her. Once. Twice. On the third time…an enormous current of heat washed over him, impacting his every cell.
He let go of her hair and propped himself on his elbows to watch her. Maybe sensing he searched for more, she raised her eyes to his, and that did it. The moment he saw her ravish his dick, and the naughty, but honest, glint flickering in her gorgeous brown eyes, he conceded to the spasms driving him.
Without breaking the stare, she swallowed his warm load. His body felt tired, and he wanted to slump on the bed and close his eyes. His mind raced, emotions filling up his chest. The only face he saw was hers, and for the first time, he didn’t need anything else. And that was a big fucking problem.
