Page 60 of Beauty Beneath the Sorrow
“On top of the storm, your room is unnecessarily cold.” She hurries in closer than she was initially.
Under her delicate touch, the skin on my bare chest tingles. My dick grows and subtly prods her stomach. My eyes fly open. I shift my body back a little, creating space, but Lina moves closer. Pushing my dirty thoughts aside, I think of flying and baseball—yes, baseball—a man’s favorite distraction. I wonder who will be heading to the World Series next year?What am I thinking?It’s not even baseball season.
Go the fuck to sleep.
Lina softly rubs her core against my hard length. My eyes spring open once again.No fucking way.Then, she does it again, barely arching her hips forward to create some friction against me. She is doing this on purpose. Besides the low glow of the streetlamps outside seeping through the thin crack in the curtains, I can’t see much.
Keeping my head angled up, and my eyes focused on the white wall behind her, I try to ignore the possibility that she is doing it on purpose. She does it again, this time grinding with more pressure.
Fuck.I can’t take it.My eyes shoot down to meet hers. They stare up at me, hooded and flared.
I brush away her hair from her neck as she curves into my touch. My eyes find her lips. She bites the bottom, and I can’t even think straight. Everything around me stills except for the heavy breath that fills my lungs.
Lina slowly reaches up to cup the side of my face. “You are my comfort.”
Her words set my body ablaze in more ways than one. Without responding, something quickly passes through our gaze. With our eyes locked, Lina takes her hand from the side ofmy face and slides it between us until she glides it over my dick.
The moment her soft hand makes contact, her pupils dilate. She can feel how badly I want her. My dick involuntarily twitches, craving to be stroked by her warmth. But the rest of my muscles are tense and unsure. I run my fingers through her hair, then hook them around the back of her head. She, again, shrinks under my embrace.
Her hand quickly finds its way through the slit in my boxers and grips the base of my cock.
“Fuck, Lina,” I breathe out. “I don’t know what you’re doing, but this isn’t a good idea.”
Bringing her mouth to my bottom lip, she leaves a sweet kiss, killing every ounce of self-control I have left.
“Don’t talk,” she mumbles into the corner of my mouth.
I’m barely touching her, fearful of where this is going. I stay locked in place, letting her make the moves. This is dangerous and reckless—and I can’t fucking stop.
“Please, baby, I’m not—” Before I have the chance to finish my thought, Lina is sliding herself between me and the mattress, forcing my body on top of hers. Caging her in, I look down at her blue eyes with a million thoughts racing through my mind.What the fuck are we doing?
I want to stop. I want to protest more, but I can’t. I will succumb to whatever part of Lina she’s willing to give because I know I’ll never have all of her.
“I want to feel you inside of me,” she purrs, pumping me a few times. “It just feels right to have you, Carter.”
My head falls between us as I white-knuckle the fitted bed sheet, pulling it away from the mattress. After a few strokes, herfingers reach the elastic waistband of my boxers. She inches them down my legs while staring up at me with needy eyes. A shot of electricity rushes me, bowling over me like an unforgiving wave.
We’ve been playing these little fucking games for long enough.
Shifting my weight to one arm, I take my free hand and slip it under her shirt, gliding it over the dips of her hips and to her lower stomach. She sharply inhales, and quick goosebumps span her skin. I feel them under my touch, bringing a drop of precome to the head of my cock with anticipation of what we’re about to do.
We’re going to fuck. Oh my god.
Making my way down to the apex of her thighs, I pause before slipping my fingers inside.
“I want you.” She removes her hand from the base of my dick and wiggles out of her pants.
“Take off your shirt,” I demand. “If we’re going to do this, I’m going to do it my way.”
Lina pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and nods before crossing her arms to pull her shirt over her head. Both of her full breasts stare right at me, making my mouth water. I can’t help myself. I lean in and pull one into my mouth, running my tongue around her pebbled nipple.
“Oh, Carter,” she moans, her eyes roll back.
While I switch to the other breast, tasting all of her sweet skin, I take two fingers, spread her open, and then slip them inside of her.
“Fuck,” I grunt out, my muscles weakening. “You’re so wet.”
“I’m always like this when you’re around.” She bucks intomy hand, craving more.
