Surrender (Club X #2)(24)
Author: K.M. Scott

“Well, I got you home safe and sound, so I guess I’ll get going, unless you need me for something…”

He let his sentence drift off as he slid his gaze over my body. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too. Stepping toward him, I looked up into his eyes, and then as I backed through my front door, smiled. “I’m in no hurry to sleep.”

“Good. Me either.”

FOLLOWING ME inside, he slid his hand through my hair and cupped the back of my neck, pulling me into his body. His mouth slanted over mine, and he kissed me with a passion I never expected from someone like him. My head felt like it was swimming, and every inch of my body felt like it was alive.

Stefan moved fast and quickly unbuttoned my blue and white plaid shirt I’d loosely knotted at the bottom. Running his hands across my ribs, he slid them up over my bra, cupping my still covered breasts and murmuring, “This needs to come off too.”

I smiled up at him, strangely amused by what he’d said. “Well, I’m sure you know how to work one of these.”

His tongue slid over his lips and the corners of his mouth hitched up in one of those sexy grins only he could give. “I do. Turn around, princess.”

Struck by his nickname for me, I did as he ordered. His hands made quick work of my bra, and it slid down my body as he took my breasts in his hands. Moaning in my ear, he pushed his hips forward and I felt his hard cock behind me. “Mmmm…as gorgeous as I thought they’d be.”

I arched my back and leaned my head against his muscular chest. Closing my eyes, I moaned as he began rolling my nipples between his finger and thumb with exactly the right pressure to make me wet. Elliot had never cared much to pay much attention to anything above my waist, preferring to spend his time in foreplay almost exclusively on my pussy, so I’d missed what Stefan was giving me.

“Ohhh…that feels so good,” I groaned as his mouth nuzzled my neck.

He nipped my earlobe with his teeth and squeezed one nipple harder. “I want to see what’s beneath these shorts, baby.”

His hands slid down from my breasts to unbutton the top of my Daisy Dukes. Hooking his fingers in the belt loops, he tugged my shorts off my body, taking my thong along with them. Naked, I moved to turn around to undress him, but he stopped me. I turned my head to look at him. “Am I the only one getting naked here?”

Behind me, he slipped his shirt over his head to reveal the gorgeous body I’d always known was under those Club X shirts. The man obviously spent serious time at the gym. Spinning around as he inched his jeans down over his legs, I saw for the first time how stunning Stefan March truly was. Every inch of him seemed to be covered in muscle, from his enormous shoulders to abs that couldn’t have been more defined to incredibly toned legs.

I stared at the tattoo I’d never seen on him at the club. I was used to seeing his sleeves full of women and what looked like mythological creatures on his arms, but now as he stood shirtless in front of me, I saw a tattoo that was only writing across his ribcage. In black and red, the words ALL GOOD THINGS ARE WILD AND FREE spanned his torso.

“Interesting tattoo,” I said, curious about this one.

He stood there naked in front of me and nodded. “Yeah. Wild and free. Come here.”

Pulling me to him, he kissed me and I felt my body come alive again. I slid my hands over his body, amazed at how soft his skin was over all that hard muscle.

Stefan crouched down, and I looked down as he leaned in toward my body. His fingers spread me wide open, sending strings of desire racing through me. Then the tip of his tongue lightly touched my pussy, and my legs went weak. As if he knew what effect he had on me, he slid his palms up the back of my thighs just as he pressed his tongue flat to my clit, his piercing creating sensations in me I’d never felt before.

“Oh…my…God…”

Before I could finish my sentence, he hooked my leg over his shoulder to gain even better access to the most sensitive parts of me and went down on me better than any man had in my life. Maybe it was the way that metal stud in his tongue slid over my clit, each time sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. Maybe it was how he seemed entirely focused on me, his tongue devoted to getting me off.

Whatever it was that he did, I came harder than I’d ever come before, barely able to stand from the quaking in my thighs. He sat back, his mouth still wet with my juices, and looked up at me with an expression of pure satisfaction, as if I’d just given him the best oral sex of his life.

Licking his lips, he smiled. “Mmmm. Nice.”

I wanted to speak—to say something sexy or snappy—but I couldn’t. My brain seemed to have gone blank the moment he buried his face in my pussy, and it hadn’t come back online yet.

He stood up and in a commanding voice ordered, “Face that way, Shay.”

Turning me around so my back faced him, he pulled my hair off to one side and whispered in my ear, “I want you on your hands and knees, princess.”

His voice was raw, like every syllable came straight from somewhere dark and deep inside him. This Stefan made me want him more than I thought I ever could, and my body reacted to his every word and touch as if he’d already mastered me.

“In the bedroom,” I squeaked out as I began walking toward my room, needing to buy time before he overwhelmed me and I lost control.

He caught me just as I crawled onto the bed, pressing his hands onto my hips and pulling me back toward him until his cock nudged my ass. His lips dragged along my neck to my collarbone, and he whispered against my skin, “I’ve fucking wanted you since the first time I saw you.”

I closed my eyes, loving the feel of his mouth on me as he spoke those words. It meant nothing that I’d always believed he’d wanted me, but to hear him say that now excited me more than I wanted to admit.

Thrusting his hips forward, he skimmed the head of his cock through my pussy to my clit, sending a rush of pleasure racing through my body. “Oh, God…” I dropped down onto my forearms and pushed back against him, wanting him inside me so bad.

“That’s it, baby. Let me into that pretty cunt.”

He backed away from me, and then I felt the head of his cock at my entrance for the merest moment before he thrust his hips forward and buried himself inside me. His fingers dug into my hips as he retreated from my body only to thrust forward again. My body felt filled like never before, as if every time I’d ever been with a man had been a dress rehearsal for this.