Vet's Desire

by Angela Verdenius

  “What?” His brows shot up in surprise. “You want to go out? Now?”

  “No.” She smiled sultrily. “I promised myself some dessert the other night. Tonight’s the night.”

  He looked blankly at her for several seconds before his eyes darkened. “Oh, yeah, now I remember. I like the sound of that.”

  He made to go past her, but she grabbed his hand. “Wait a minute.”

  “What?”

  “You have to follow me.” Moving forward, she threw over her shoulder, “I’ve got total control over dessert.”

  “Really?” Amusement tinged with heat swirled through his tone. “I’m game.”

  “Really?” She grinned wickedly at him. “Hold that thought, playboy.”

  ~*~

  The bedroom was swathed in shadows, the lamp she clicked on as they entered casting softness on the furnishings.

  Cindy led him to the big bed, turning to face him with her hand held out.

  He raised a brow.

  “Condom.”

  “My aim is to please.” He deftly plucked the little foil packet from his pocket and placed it in her hands.

  It was her turn to arch a brow. “So sure I’d give in to you that you brought a condom?”

  “Like I said, boy scout.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

  “Tim.”

  “Okay, let’s just say I was hopeful.” He flashed a grin.

  She tried to look stern but failed, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of laughter and heat.

  Tossing the condom on the bedside table, she proceeded to slowly circle him. “You’re a bad boy, Tim.”

  “Oh, baby, you have no idea.” His hands went to the snap on his jeans.

  “You made me wait to hear from you.” She was behind him now, he could feel her warmth as she leaned forward, the brush of her breasts against his back, but when he started to turn she slid her fingers into the back of his jeans. “Don’t.”

  Stilling, he waited, half holding his breath, partly amused but also partly aroused.

  “Take off your shirt.” Cindy spoke softly.

  He obeyed, tossing it aside easily.

  “Nice.” She ran a finger down his spine, making it tingle. “Now the jeans.”

  “Quite the little dominatrix,” he mused, sounding calm but feeling totally the opposite. In fact, his heart was starting to pound and the tingle from her nails scratching lightly down his spine was joined by a spark of heat when those nails trailed lower, following his descending jeans to cup one taut buttock.

  “Nice again.” She breathed it in his ear as his jeans fell to his ankles. “Now the boxers.”

  Shucking them took a matter of seconds.

  Curious and aroused, he glanced over his shoulder but she’d already shifted, coming around his other side. He turned his head to see her sit on the bed. Lazily she leaned back on her elbows, her gaze sliding slowly over him, leaving a hot trail he swore he could feel.

  Shaft hardening, he reached for her.

  “Oh no.” She held up one finger. “Stay right there, playboy.”

  “Cindy-”

  “I’m in control this time.” Her eyes glittered in the dim light. “Remember?”

  “How about next time-” Bent over her, he froze when her hand wrapped firmly around his erection and slid smoothly up the length.

  He nearly blew a load right then and there. Jesus, the sensation of her palm around his shaft was mind blowing.

  Cindy stood slowly, sliding her length up his, softness to lean strength, her hand cupping his erection. Looking up at him, she breathed, “Lie on the bed. On your back. Hands above your head.”

  It said a lot for his condition that he obeyed. God, he couldn’t wait. He felt like a sacrifice laid out for her as he settled on the smooth cover, his arms above his head, hands partially open.

  Standing at the end of the bed, she slowly undid the buttons on the front of her dress while running her gaze leisurely down his length. “Spread your legs.”

  “Keep up that tone and look,” he rasped, “And I won’t be responsible for what happens next.”

  Her flash of teeth was pure wickedness. “Like a bit of bossiness, do you?”

  “Only from you.” And that was the ever lovin’ truth.

  Tim liked being in control, and the thought of a woman telling him what to do in the bed was not a turn on - expect when it came to Cindy Lawson. Luscious Cindy with her wicked smile and glittering eyes.

  The dress fell back off her shoulders and she stood clad in her lacy bra and satiny, feminine boxers. This time they were red as sin.

  Sweet mercy,” he muttered, his shaft jerking and straining up towards his belly at just the sight of her. “How about we play Bondage Pete next time?”

  Resting one knee on the bed, she smiled lazily. “Oh, honey, this isn’t bondage. For that I’d have to tie your hands up.”

  “Not bloody likely.”

  “I’m telling you right now.” Her voice was soft but there was a glint in her eyes as she started moving up the bed, her luscious curves shown to full advantage in the red satin. “You shift those hands just once and you’ll be finishing the job I’m about to start yourself.”

  “Not in this lifetime.”

  Arching a brow, she stopped moving.

  “Okay, just this once,” he allowed, his hands already turning to grip the cover without him even realising it.

  He could hear his own breathlessness. Seriously, no woman had ever turned him on like Cindy did, she made him feel like he could hammer a hole in a chunk of wood with his dick, he was so hard from just her look and scent, and the wicked smile she had, and when she licked her lips and moved slowly up between his legs, oh sweet mercy, he had to fight the urge to grab her, throw her to her back beneath him and pound into her.

  “Not having naughty thoughts, are you?” She moved further up, the nails of one hand scraping up the inside of his knee.

  His vision blurred for several delicious seconds, but then a flash of silver had his eyes almost popping in delight. “You’re still wearing your stilettos?”

  She winked.

  “Oh my God.” How hot was that? How sexy?

  Kneeling on the bed, she placed her hands each side of his thighs and slowly lowered herself, sliding back, giving him a good view of her generous breasts before she settled herself between his thighs, her shoulders above his groin as she languidly reached for his erection, curling her fingers around it and bringing the tip back level with her lips.

  Her lips were so moist, glossy with her lipstick, and then she smiled up at him and licked the head of his shaft.

  Sweet heaven! Colours burst behind his eyes and his hips arched upward helplessly as fire swelled in a delicious ball from his shaft to his scrotum and back, leaving hungry trails of need coiling low through his belly.

  When nothing more happened, he came to with a panting sound which oh, how apt, was actually him.

  “Hold on, honey,” Cindy purred, and placing her lips on the very end of his shaft, she slid her mouth down, his length disappearing into moist, hot heat.

  Sensation burst, his scrotum tightening as her mouth worked him wickedly, sucking and nibbling, her tongue licking the head, the sensitive underside of his shaft, over the tip and before once again she engulfed him in her mouth.

  Head pressed back into the pillows, Tim gritted his teeth, the only part of his brain working in the distance warning him not to reach for her, not to let go of the bedcovers or she’d do what she threatened, and by God, there was no way he was finishing this glorious stunt she’d started.

  Fire in his veins, pouring out to smoulder his nerve endings. Shivers of delight, shudders of ecstasy, but when his seed started to come, when his orgasm was upon him, she stopped.

  “Cindy!” he gasped. “Cindy, no!”

  A slide up his body, satin on his skin, a hot, open-mouthed kiss, but when he reached for her she laughed low and throatily and slid back down, her luscious curves fuel to an already raging fire
.

  And then she was there, her mouth on him, working him harder, higher, her lips searing on his skin, her tongue a hot lash that whipped his carnal heat higher until he exploded, his seed spurting forth.

  She milked him, swallowed, her mouth like magic, throwing him out into a fiery inferno that seemed to go on and on as her mouth drove him up and over into the shattering heat.

  He didn’t know what happened, when his eruption had stopped, when she’d released him, but by the time he finally opened his eyes enough to catch a glimpse, it was to find her lying beside him with her head propped up on her hand.

  “Hi,” she said lazily, and licked her lips. “Yum.”

  “Jesus,” he said, feeling his shaft stir. “Wait a minute.”

  She laughed, genuine pleasure on her face.

  “Just a minute. Or two.” He closed his eyes. “Maybe three or four.”

  “How about we give it ten?” She moved beside him.

  Reaching out quickly, he dropped his arm over her waist, too wrung out to do anything else but growl, “Don’t move.” At least he liked to think it was a manly growl, but in all likelihood it was a weak gasp.

  Cool fingers smoothed down his arm, the touch soothing rather than erotic. “Poor baby. Was I too rough?”

  “Yeah. Oh God, yeah.” He smiled. A giggle greeted this, and he opened one eye to look at her. “Payback’s a bitch.”

  “Hmm?” She looked innocently at him.

  As if a luscious woman wearing red satin undies and silver stilettos could look innocent. “You look like sex personified.”

  “I think that’s a Mike word.”

  “Sex?”

  “Personified.”

  “I’ve been hanging out with him too much. Next thing I’ll be calling you a lady instead of my luscious babe.”

  “But aren’t you glad I’m not a lady?” Teasingly, her nails dragged lightly over his abdomen, causing his muscles to twitch and tighten.

  “Oh, you’re a lady all right.” He felt himself come to life again and it wasn’t just his ardour. Tiredness vanishing, he opened both eyes and moved fast, rolling a squealing Cindy beneath him and covering her face in kisses. “My wicked, naughty, sexy lady.”

  She giggled and struggled. “Wait! Wait!”

  “What?” He nipped and nuzzled her ear.

  “I have to take off the stilettos-“

  “No way, luscious babe, they stay on.” His hand dipped to the waistband of her satin boxers. “These, however…”

  “I could scratch you with the heels-”

  “Injuries in the line of duty.” Catching her hands, he held them in the tangle of her blonde hair which was now scattered across the pillow.

  “Duty?” She pouted. “Is that all I am?”

  “Oh, luscious babe, you are much more than duty.” Heat still burned in his veins, but looking down at her beneath him, so soft and pretty and mischievous, he felt contentment sweep underneath the heat. “You’re everything I desire.”

  She stopped the playful struggling, her breaths coming deep and a little unevenly as she looked gravely up at him. “Really?”

  “Oh yeah. You’re my desire. My every desire come to life.”

  “Oh, Tim.” She practically melted beneath him.

  “Of course, I’m not going to inherit lots of wealth. I do have some money.” He raised his brows consideringly. “A fair bit, in fact. But not as much as I would have gained later down the track.” He lowered his gaze to meet her soft blue eyes. “I’ll have to work hard, be a kept man even.”

  “You’ll have to work hard,” she agreed seriously.

  “I better get started then.”

  “Think you can keep up with me?”

  His grin was pure wickedness. “A challenge!”

  She squealed, her bra went flying, her girly boxers followed, but the stilettos stayed on.

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  Big Girls Lovin’ trilogy

  If you missed “Doctor’s Delight” and “Cop’s Passion”, books 1 & 2 of the Big Girls Lovin’ trilogy, they are available at Smashwords.com

  Biography

  Angela Verdenius lives in Australia where she is ruled by her cats, adores reading, and thinks a perfect day is writing and drinking Diet Coke, followed by reading or a good horror movie.

  To date, she has written 20 novels, 2 novellas, and several short stories, including a zombie story of which she’s especially fond. Her books have won many reviewers’ awards, as well as having been on the Fictionwise best-seller list, winning the Golden Rose Award and being twice nominated for an Australian Romance Readers Award.

  Visit her website http://www.angelaverdenius.com for more information on her books, and her blog http://angelaverdenius.blogspot.com/ to read her not-so-serious view of what life is throwing at her!

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten