Page 39 of Losing the Forbidden
“We’re out in the open.”
“I’ve never seen anyone else here. It’s safe. Take a risk with me, Lauren.” I flick my eyes up to hers and they’re met with burning passion. There’s no way she’s stopping this right now.
Pulling the cup of her bra down, I suck her puckered nipple into my mouth.
“Fuuuck, Ben,” she moans, arching to give me more.
“I fucking love it when you’re desperate for me.”
“I’m always desperate for you.” The second she registers that she said the words aloud, she sucks in a breath and bites down on her bottom lip.
“I know. I can see it every time you look at me. It’s like you’re begging me to find out just how badly you need me.” Popping the button on her jeans, I slip my hand inside and beneath the lace covering her. “You’re soaked for me, aren’t you?”
She doesn’t respond, so I dip my head and bite down on her exposed nipple.
“All you can think about is how I’ll feel inside you again, isn’t it?”
I don’t get a chance to take her in my mouth again because she nods. “Yes, yes. Please.”
Satisfied that she’s admitting what she really wants, I slide my fingers lower and find her exactly as I was expecting.
“Fucking hell, Lauren.” Taking her lips again, I tease her clit and dip my fingers inside her just enough to drive her fucking crazy with need.
I kiss her until I’m breathless and she’s writhing beneath me, desperate for more.
Pulling my hand from her jeans, I sit her up and pull her hoodie, vest, and bra off. I need more. Squeezing both her breasts in my hands, she moans and bucks her hips against me. My cock presses against the fly of my jeans, desperate to be released.
Pulling her trainers from her feet, I slide her jeans and knickers down her legs.
Reaching back, I pull my t-shirt over my head. Her eyes immediately drop to my exposed skin and she runs her tongue along her bottom lip.
“It’s yours whenever you like. You just gotta say the word, Lauren.”
Her eyes focus a little more, and I worry that I just said the wrong thing, but instead of shying away, she reaches out for my fly.
Her delicate fingers make light work of undoing the button and zip and parting the fabric. Running her hands around the sensitive skin under my waistband, she slides them into the back of my jeans and grabs onto my arse. Her nails dig into my skin and I find her lips, pulling her bottom one into my mouth and biting down until I hear her soft gasp of surprise.
Forcing the fabric down my thighs, my cock springs free. She rips her lips away from mine and looks down. My cock twitches under her stare. I’m lost in my imagination for what’s coming next, so I’m caught totally off-guard as she shoves my shoulders and I fall backwards onto the blanket ungracefully. Lauren wastes no time. Throwing her leg over my waist, she lines herself up exactly where I need her.
She grinds down on my cock and a growl rumbles up my throat.
“This is fucking everything,” I manage to get out as she takes me in her hand and slowly lowers herself.
“Fuck.” She throws her head back as the sensation washes through her.
She comes to a stop when she’s fully seated, but it’s not enough for me. Grabbing onto her hips, I lift her and then slam her back down.
I hit her so deep that her head flies forward and her shocked eyes find mine.
“Just reminding you who you belong to, baby.”
“Fuck you.” It comes out as a gasp as I slam up into her once again. Her walls ripple around me; she’s already close to finding her release.
Needing to feel her clamping down on me, I release one of her hips in favour of teasing her clit.
“Fuck, Ben,” she moans, grinding her hips against me.
“Come, Lauren. Remind yourself what it’s like, because you know as well as I do that no one else makes you feel this good.”
