Escaped Artist (Untamed #3) by Victoria Green, Jinsey Reese

the edges of her hips, claiming the beautiful curves I had sketched just moments before. The instant I slid my hand over the top of her thigh, I felt her knees part.
    Tempting me, taunting me, teasing me.
    Unable to hold back my need for her any longer, I slid my hand between her legs.
    Shit . Already soaked. “You are so fucking beautiful, Ree.”
    I cupped her with my palm and rubbed along her soft folds before dipping into her heat. One finger. Then another. First slowly— excruciatingly —then gradually faster and harder.
    Ree cried out, then threw a quick glance at the door. “Oh, god. I don’t think THIS is allowed here,” she said, her eyes gleaming wickedly. “You’re going to get me in trouble, Dare.”
    “Think of this as physical therapy.” I kissed my way down her stomach and grinned up at her as I settled between her legs. “My contribution to the program.”
    With my fingers rhythmically pulsing inside her, I slowly licked my way to her clit. Circling it with my tongue, I flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves before claiming it with my lips and teeth. Ree screamed my name, then quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, shaking with laughter.
    Her happiness was so beautiful…and such a fucking turn on.
    “Keep smiling, Ree,” I said, licking slowly, watching her arousal spike. “I don’t ever want you to lose that happy smile.” Her mouth formed a sensual O as she moaned, her hips rocking against my mouth. “Except when you’re doing that .” She bit her lip and let out a pleased groan that went straight to my cock. “And that. That is allowed, too.”
    Holy hell.
    “Oh, god.” Her fingers tugged at my hair. “What if someone hears and comes in?”
    “We have an excuse,” I said between tastes. “I’m an artist. I paint nudes. You’re… posing for me.” I let the words vibrate against her soft skin before adding, “Now lie back, relax, and let me fucking paint you. With my tongue.”
    The threat of getting caught quickly forgotten, Ree begged me not to stop. Over and over again, she pleaded with me…harder…faster…MORE. Increasing the pressure of my tongue, I savored the taste of her, the soft feel of her velvety skin, her sweet scent that radiated from every pore. My dick throbbed against the denim of my jeans while I coaxed her higher and higher, stroking and licking her into a frenzy, feeling like I would explode at any moment.
    Ree tensed, and I felt her approaching her peak. So I gave her more. Harder. Faster. Relentlessly, madly, deeply. I was making love to her. With my fingers and mouth. And it was hot as hell.
    Her breathing grew ragged and my name became a sexy moan on her lips as she tumbled over the edge, her legs trembling while the orgasm rocked through her body. Her sweet release spilled over into my mouth, and I continued to drink every single spasm from her, wanting to prolong her pleasure for as long as she’d let me.
    Just when I thought she was thoroughly depleted, she looked down at me with wild eyes, threaded her fingers through my hair, and tugged. “I need you,” she said, taking my bottom lip between her teeth. “More of you.” Her fingers found my zipper and released me.“All of you.” Her hand wrapped around my cock. “Just you.” Slowly, she began moving. “ Please , Dare.”
    FUCK.
    Up. Down. Up. Down.
    Pleasure ripped through me, setting my world on fire, scorching my mind until all common sense was burned to a crisp.
    Breathe, Dare. Fucking breathe.
    I didn’t know how much more I could take. I had to have her. Right fucking now.
    Hooking my hand under her leg, I lifted her so that she was straddling me, my rock-hard erection pressing impatiently against her. She moaned, kissing me urgently while grinding against me, her nails digging into my thighs, spurring on my need. I lifted my hips, and she rose to her knees, guiding me into her opening.
    Jaw tight, teeth gritted, I filled her.
    Inch by tight inch. Groan by hard groan.
    All the