Pursued by the Devil

Author:Carole Mortimer [Mortimer, Carole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2015-08-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

MIKHAIL’S SHOULDERS TENSED again as Lindsay continued to stand behind him, not speaking as she looked long and hard at the tattoo on his back.

Mischa.

He drew his breath in sharply, back stretching, arching, and his cock swelling painfully as he felt the light brush of her fingertips against his skin.

Mikhail knew every line, swirl and claw of Mischa, could trace that pattern in his mind. Lindsay’s fingertips now traced those lines and swirls, first brushing the top of the furry black head, then the wide powerful shoulders, the length of claws, strong back legs, before moving up again to the long length of the teeth, pausing before moving slightly higher.

The eyes.

Pale blue eyes, the color of Siberian ice.

Mikhail’s eyes.

And it was as if Lindsay touched and stroked him rather than the tattoo. Her fingers tangling in his hair, caressing his shoulders, sliding down to link her fingers briefly with his before stroking the long length of his muscled thighs, and then back up to his face as she touched his lips and eyes.

Touching him everywhere but where he really wanted to feel those long, sure fingers, curling about the throbbing length of him, stroking him, pumping him as her other hand cupped and rolled his balls.

He let out a long, low groan, fingers clenching into fists at his sides as both of Lindsay’s hands moved lower, away from the tattoo and down to the base of his spine, the muscles in his ass clenching, tensing, and his cock throbbing inside his pants as he felt the warmth of pre-cum dribbling from the bulbous tip.

“Lindsay…?”

“Let me, please…”

Let her? Despite what he had said earlier, Mikhail knew he would get down on his knees and fucking beg her to continue, if Lindsay attempted to stop touching him now!

He felt the warm of her breath against his sweat-dampened skin as she stepped closer, her lips a hot caress against his sensitized flesh even as her hands slid forward about his waist and rested against the fastening at the front of his trousers.

He looked down and watched in fascination as those slender and disembodied fingers unclipped the top of his trousers and then slid the zip slowly downwards, allowing one of those small warm hands to slip inside and beneath his boxers.

He gave a loud groan as Lindsay’s fingers encircled and then gripped him, the soft pad of her thumb brushing across the sensitive slit now slick with the increasing flow of his pre-cum.

Mikhail had known many women—too many!—but this, here and now, with Lindsay standing behind him, her disembodied hands touching him, stroking him, was the most erotic thing he had ever watched or felt.

“You’re so beautiful,” she breathed against the dampness of his skin as her fingers continued those firm and arousing caresses along the length of his cock.

He gave a gruff laugh. “I think that’s supposed to be my line…”

“No line, Mikhail, just the truth,” she assured softly.

“I only meant—”

“I know.” She kissed the dampness of his back, tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of his skin.

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