“You should have taken it. If you’d had a man when I got home, I would have left you alone to be happy.”
What a liar he was. Lawless would have gotten rid of any boyfriend she might have had. His recent lack of boundaries behavior said as much, so she grinned.
“No. Everything I am belongs to you; I couldn’t give to anyone else what already was yours.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“I gave you the world at your feet, and you squandered that alone time. You could have had someone decent who wouldn’t fuck you like a possessed demon. So now I’m going to fucking eat it out of you. The virginity you stored up like stale cookies all for me. I’m going to gorge on it. You knew I was dying for it, for the taste of her in the back of my throat.”
Angela was near sobbing now with joy filling her skull. She bobbed her head up and down. “I did.”
“Tell me it’s mine.”
“Yours. I’m yours. Everything is yours.”
He shook his head, letting it low over his neck, and muttered words she didn’t catch, only his meaning was clear. Then, he prowled over her until his entire body was bracketing her in, their breaths mingled, and Lawless ran his nose alongside hers. Immediately, Angela latched her hands to his trim waist.
And then his mouth rained wet kisses down her neck, across her chest until he latched onto her nipple, sucking hard enough she raised from the bed with how good it felt.
“You could have had all the good in the world first. I wanted that for you. To feel it, roll around in it because now you’ll never know the difference, angel. Never fucking know what you just gave me because all you’ll ever know now is a dangerous man’s cock.”
“Yes,” she hiccupped. Clinging to his hard body.
Another woman would have thought his approach was too harsh, but Angela thought he was romantic. This was Lawless. Raw, open, and unapologetic. And she adored him.
His lips were rough, demanding when they landed on hers. The skill of his tongue made her see stars as she hung onto the back of his neck.
“This mouth is delicious,” she barely heard through the roaring wind in her ears. A pang of longing hit her like an express train, and Angela moaned into Lawless’ mouth, raking her nails down his sides before she tried to squeeze a hand between them, to touch where the hardness dug into her belly. Before she knew it, Angela was flipped onto her front, and a shovel-sized hand smacked her on the backside.
The sting was a surprise. The heat to follow was a bigger shock because she whimpered, bumping her ass up as if to ask for another.
“You don’t pull the strings here, angel. You take what I give.” Lawless wasn’t rough when he wrapped her long hair around his fist and tugged her head back, cupping under her chin with his free hand. His mouth roamed along her exposed throat. “Moan, if you understand.”
She moaned.
“Good girl.”
Then he kissed down her spine, across her ass, and then. But, oh god, then he parted her legs. This time, he was rough, springing them apart, and she felt his mouth kiss her intimately, sucking along her pussy lips to find her clit. And when he did, she gripped the bedsheets and called out his name.
“Jesus, fuck. If forbidden had a taste, it would be this.”
He sucked. He slurped, he licked and tended to her private flesh so precisely well. She arched into a climax that set her on fire from the inside.
“I’m never forbidden to you.” she puffed into the bed, turning her head to watch him. Because, oh, Lawless was not finished with her. Too sensitive for more, Lawless didn’t care when he pinned her down to the bed, holding the base of her back where it curved. He tongued her into a wild, cursing stupor. “Too much,” she grumbled, unconsciously arching into his mouth, and when two fingers entered her and scraped up against her G-spot, Angela lost the will to breathe. She inhaled and didn’t let it out until Lawless crawled over her body, his fingers still lodged deep, tormenting her.
“Take what I give,” he grated hotly.
“Lawless, please.”
“Please, what?”
“I need you inside me.”
“After you soak my hand.”
She’d wanted the impossible.