The Panther's Second Chance (Book 10 of the Regal Eclipse Pack Series)

Chapter 23

Dom suddenly leaned forward and lifted her up. "Stand up." He could barely peel his eyes off of her breasts. They were just the right size and he loved how responsive she was.

"Right here?" she asked, carefully standing on his bed, one foot on either side of his waist.

"Yeah. Now take that thong off." He helped keep her steady as she slid it off. His gaze traveled up, looking her over. "Okay. Now you can sit back down."

She was very aroused. It was plain on her face, and the way her eyes were dilated. She was staring at him like she wanted to devour him.

"Lean back."

She did as he asked, and he wrapped her hands around her thighs and pulled her hips towards him a little bit. He heard her make a soft noise in her throat.

"Spread your legs for me, kitten," he murmured.

She did as he asked and he almost groaned out loud. She was so incredibly wet. He'd barely touched her yesterday, but he hadn't gotten the chance to look at all. All he wanted to do right now was flip her off his lap and bury himself inside her. Patience, he told himself.

He knew he couldn't keep her waiting too long though. He wanted to just sit and stare at her, memorize every inch of her beautiful body, but he reminded himself that she was his, that he could do that any time he wanted to. He still was amazed by it.

He liked seeing her like this though, naked on his lap, her legs spread and ready for him. She was displaying herself for him, and he found it incredibly erotic.

He ran his hands slowly up the inside of her thighs, and they started to close as he neared his goal. "Keep them spread," he told her, moving his hands back down towards her knees.

She immediately spread them again, and he rewarded her by moving them back up, then lightly scraped his nails over them, causing her to moan. The sound was like music to his ears, and made his cock jump.

He finally reached her core and slowly stroked his fingers though her folds, groaning a bit at how wet she was for him. He avoided her clit and stroked back down, then slid a finger inside of her. She was incredibly tight. He couldn't imagine how good she was going to feel when he finally mated her.

She cried out and he smiled. "The tingles," she whispered.

"I can feel them." Which meant he'd be able to feel them when he was mating her. She was going to have him popping off so fast it would make his head swim.

He carefully slid another finger inside her, stretching her a bit. She moaned. She made the most amazing sounds. But this wasn't enough. He slipped his fingers out and she whimpered in protest. "Dom."

"I know. We're not done," he reassured her. "I just can't do what I want to do from this angle."

"Tell me what to do," she said.

He liked hearing that. "Turn around."

"On your lap?"

"Yeah. You can lean up against me."

Her gaze darted down to his chest. "Will you take your shirt off?"

"Sit up."

When she moved, he pulled his shirt out from under her and then over his head, tossing it to the side. He put his legs down and she started to crawl back into his lap. "You know what? I've changed my mind. Lay down on your back."

She settled down next to him and he stretched out beside her. "Spread your legs."

She took a breath and did as he asked.