Virgin Daiquiri (Last Call #4) (5 page)

“
Not this,” she murmured,
fidgeting a little. “I saw us. Here, having sex.”

The moment of recognition in the bar
suddenly made sense. Leo nuzzled her thigh again, gently this time.
“Then why’d you dump a drink down my pants? Didn’t I perform well
in your vision?”

“
From what I remember, you
were doing very well. But the visions are tricky.” She seemed to be
struggling for words, and her voice went hoarse. “What made you
want to come upstairs with me?”

There were too many ways to answer that
question, and none of them seemed safe. He rubbed his thumbs along
the bottom of her legs and tried to answer carefully. “I love
women. I love sex. You’re a woman who needed sex… and I didn’t want
to let anyone else have you.”

Caitlin touched his cheek. “It’s hard to
know, sometimes, how or why things happen the way I see them. How
much of a role my actions play in how things turn out. So I try not
to overthink it.” She smiled slowly. “I dumped the drink down your
pants because you were flippant and deserved it. Was I taking a
chance? Maybe. Or maybe you wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t done
it.”

“
Maybe not,” he agreed.
Because the conversation was treading dangerous ground he wasn’t
ready to walk, he did the one thing he was sure would shut her up.
He turned his head and curled his tongue around her
clit.

“
Jesus Christ.” She jerked
under his mouth, but kept her eyes on him. “God.”

“
Not God, honey. Most
certainly not God.” With his fingers curled around her hips to hold
her steady, he had time to indulge himself with a slow, teasing
exploration. And, dangerous though it was, he reached inside
himself for that spark of power, the magic that let him taste a
person’s darkest desires.

She gasped again, and her
fingers threaded through his hair. “You could just
ask
,
cheater.” Still, he met no resistance, and her soul opened to
him…

And revealed desire. Clean, burning need and
the desperate wish that he’d stop teasing and fuck her. There were
no hidden motives, no secret wishes, no yearning for him to use his
power on her behalf, and it was only then that he realized why he’d
waited so long to read her. He’d been dreading the discovery that
this sweet, gorgeous woman who put herself so trustingly into his
hands was nothing but bait.

He worked his way back to her clit and
tormented her for several heartbeats with teasing licks before
lifting his head. “And how am I supposed to ask with my tongue in
your cunt?” He slipped a finger inside her instead, and groaned at
the clenching heat. “A smart man uses his advantages.”

“
You’ve been managing --”
Her words dissolved into a cry, and she thrust her hips up at him
even as her head fell back on the bed. “Okay, any time you want to
stop teasing me, I’ll be eternally grateful.”

On the list of things he wanted, not many
things ranked more urgently than thrusting into her body. But she
was so damn tight, even around his finger, and the very, very top
item on his list was making her feel so good she wanted him back in
her bed.

And that was the most dangerous thought of
all… but he didn’t care anymore. She was gorgeous, she was tough,
and she was trembling beneath him with so much need he imagined it
could take months to satisfy every craving. Maybe years.

The steel dildo rested a few
inches to the left of her hips. Leo replaced his finger with his
tongue as he curled his fingers around the heavy weight of it and
traced the outside of her hip with the narrow end. He knew plenty
of ways to make her ready, make her
desperate
--

And he’d use every damn one of them if it
meant earning the right to see her again. And again. And again…

I am so fucked.

Caitlin’s already shaky control vanished
when Leo slipped his tongue inside her and teased the cool steel of
the dildo she’d chosen along her heated skin. She tightened her
fingers in his hair and murmured an unintelligible plea.

The metal tip drifted across the front of
her thigh and paused. Leo lifted his head again and watched her
face. “Ready?”

“
I was ready before you
touched me.” She covered his hand with hers. “Make me
come.”

He touched her clit first, the barest brush
that disappeared and returned with no rhythm she could find. Each
stroke took longer as he slid the end of the dildo through her
folds, slow and patient and aggravating as hell.

And his eyes stayed locked on hers. He
licked his lips and ventured lower this time, barely teasing at her
entrance before retreating for more of those teasing strokes around
her clit. “Say the dirty words,” he whispered. “Tell me how you
want it.”

“
I want you to put the
dildo inside me.” Just saying the words made her feel bolder,
sexier. “I want you to fuck me with it. Slow, at first. That’s what
I like.”

“
Is it?” Another wandering
exploration, and this time the flared head eased inside her. “Is
this what you do at home?”

“
I don’t tease myself so
much.” She had to let go of him and drop her hands to the comforter
again just to keep from digging her nails into his skin.
“Deeper.”

“
Teasing’s half the fun.
Maybe two-thirds.” But the dildo eased deeper with tiny, gentle
thrusts. “I want you ready, Caitlin. I want you so wet, so needy…
When you’ve got my cock inside you, I want you to feel as good as I
do. Nothing but pleasure.”

“
I --” The steel heated
quickly inside her, feeling less foreign. With his hands on her and
his voice rasping in her ears, Caitlin could almost imagine Leo was
already inside her.

Then the blunt steel head nudged her G-spot,
and the pleasure that streaked through her almost brought her off
the bed. “Fuck, that’s -- There, right there.”

“
Right there, huh?” His
voice had gone raspy, and his free hand rose to rest on her stomach
with his thumb brushing her clit. “Need to remember this
spot.”

“
Hard, I need it hard --” She’d
spent too long on the edge, aroused by his words and fingers and
tongue. “God
damn
it, Leo, please. Please fuck me.”

A growl escaped him, low and dangerous, and
he pressed his thumb hard against her clit as he withdrew the dildo
and thrust it back in with a strong, sure snap of his wrist.
“Come.” Another thrust, this one harder, and he didn’t miss her
G-spot as he did it again. “Come, and I’ll fuck you. I’ll sink into
your body, feel your cunt hot around my cock --”

The orgasm exploded through her with a
strength that mingled ecstasy with pain. Caitlin screamed and
writhed, though she didn’t know if she was trying to get closer or
trying to escape. Surely no one could live through such intense,
unflagging pleasure.

She couldn’t breathe, but maybe she didn’t
need to. Maybe all she needed was the way Leo twisted her up in
knots all over again even as she still rode hot waves of bliss.

Maybe all she needed was him.

Pleasure still trembled through her when his
hot, heavy body slid over hers. Leo’s elbows hit the bed on either
side of her head, and his fingers curled into her hair. “You’re
fucking beautiful when you come,” he whispered as he pressed his
lips against her forehead and her cheek. “So gorgeous.”

“
Leo.” She drew her legs up
around him and clutched his shoulders. Her mouth sought his, and
she shivered as she kissed him. “Make love to me.”

“
Shh.” His mouth brushed
over her cheek and sought her ear. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. I’m
going to go slow, because weird things can happen the first time
with psychics and witches. If you need me to stop, just tell
me.”

“
I will.” She took a deep
breath. “I trust you.”

He lifted himself just enough to stare down
at her as his hips shifted. The blunt head of his cock was far
larger than the dildo had been, but he pushed into her with slow,
deliberate care, his gaze never leaving her face. “Okay?”

“
You’re not small,” she
whispered, then bit her lip. “It’s going to be a little rough, but
I’ll be okay.”

He moved slowly. Caitlin felt the tiniest
bit of discomfort, but she tried not to let it show, not after Leo
had been so careful to make sure she was ready. She bit her lip
harder, and finally hid her face against his shoulder.

“
Hey.” Leo froze, his body
suspended over hers. “Look at me, Caitlin.”

Instinct drove her hips up even as she met
his concerned gaze. “It doesn’t hurt. I just needed a minute.”

“
I know.” He kissed her,
soft and deep, then ruined the tender moment when he shifted his
lips to her ear with a wicked laugh. “I’m unnaturally gifted, after
all.”

“
Unnaturally conceited, you
mean.” She wiggled a little and moaned when the movement rekindled
the desire he’d assuaged. “Doesn’t it work better if we
--”

The words vanished with her sight, melting
into a vision of Leo standing between her and one of her aunts. Her
aunt was speaking, trying to convince him to do something…

No.
Threatening
.

Threatening Caitlin.

As she watched, Leo lifted a hand, a tiny
cold smile on his lips. “You want dark magic?”

His voice rose, the language harsh and
foreign, and power rose with it. The world swirled in dizzy circles
as a hot wind whipped around them, tugging at her hair and
clothes.

Thunder roared overhead, and her aunt fell
to her knees with a cry. Leo’s voice faded, until the only sound
was her aunt’s harsh, panting breaths.

“
Dark magic,” Leo
whispered. “The strongest any of you will ever see. And the day
Caitlin’s blood is spilled by one of her family, every last one of
you will die.”

She snapped back to herself with a gasp and
found Leo staring down at her, his gaze worried and soft. “The
prophecy is true,” she murmured.

Confusion filled his eyes, and he rocked his
hips against hers in a tiny movement. “Honey, you’re not a virgin
anymore.”

“
No, I’m not.” There would
be plenty of time to explain later, so she just kissed him again.
“It’s not important.”

He shifted his elbows and twined his fingers
in her hair. “Doing okay?”

A flood of exasperated affection washed
through her. “If you ask me that one more time, I’m going to bite
you. Then I’m going to roll you over and ride you until you beg for
mercy.”

Leo lowered his hand to her hip and rolled
them over, landing on his back with a laugh. “That is the hottest
thing I’ve heard in almost five minutes.”

Caitlin braced her hands by his head and sat
up slightly. “So, should I do… this?” She rolled her hips a little,
just enough to tease them both.

“
Oh, yeah.” Large hands
curled around her waist, but he didn’t urge her to move. He watched
her through narrowed eyes. “God, you have no idea how good you
feel.”

“
I beg to differ.” She
began to pant. “I know exactly how good I feel.” Moving her hands
to his chest afforded her better leverage. Her next movement was
clumsy but enthusiastic, and drew a low moan from her
throat.

He echoed it a moment later. One hand
drifted to her thigh, then up her stomach until his fingers brushed
her breast. “You have no idea,” he repeated, his voice a low rasp.
“No. Damn. Idea.”

The look on his face made her clench tight
around him. She caught his hand and pressed it to her breast,
curling his fingers over her nipple. “Maybe we could strike another
of those bargains.”

Leo pinched her nipple and met her next
rolling move with a short thrust. “I’m feeling generous.”

Fire licked along her nerve endings. “Since
I’m not a virgin anymore, can we have sex in the shower next?”

He groaned again and inched his other hand
over to slip between her legs. “This feels good now, honey, but in
a few hours you might want a break. But if you’re not too sore…”
His thumb found her clit and took up a steady rhythm that made her
legs shake. “We’ll have sex any damn place you want.”

Caitlin opened her mouth but couldn’t speak,
could only grind down against him as she rode him harder. She tried
to keep her eyes on him, their gazes locked, but her head fell back
and she choked back a scream.

“
That’s right.” His voice
curled around her, tense but coaxing nonetheless. “Come for me,
Caitlin. Come.”

The shaking gave way to shudders, and she
scratched her nails across his chest. “I can’t move. I can’t --”
She leaned down and caught his mouth, biting his lower lip. “Help
me.”