Page 3 of Something Borrowed
Nodding, I let my thighs spread slowly. “Yes,yes, Lawson...”
“That’s good. Do as I say. Nod once,” he commands, and I nod. “Good girl. Go to the loo. I will follow you. Nod for me, love.”
For the first time in my life, I act rash, doing as I am told.
Chapter Two
Lawson
I am in trouble the moment I lay eyes on her.
Going to a wedding is the last place I expect to find a woman. Sure, lots of men go there hoping to score with a sad single girl, but not me. How could anything good come from two slightly sad singles hooking up for a night or two? More misery and loneliness are what comes from that.
Celebrating a friend finding love is worth making the trip to Heart Harbor. Benji is worth a trip anywhere, even for a wedding. Being there for him was not even a question. I want to be there for him on his big day. I had no plans to look for a woman—and yet before I even get to the wedding, I have found one.
Lark is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. It is more than her thick curves and the dark hair spilling down her shoulders in thick waves. More than the spark of humor in her blue eyes. There is heat simmering in her beautiful eyes, a desire that no one has seen to, no one has fed. The moment I saw it flare in those eyes, I was done for.
I want to be the one who feeds all her desires.
Watching her ass sway left to right as she heads to the back, I push my palm down on my stiff cock. From the moment I took a seat next to her, I was turned on. Not because I saw the sweet smut she was reading. Because something sparked in the air between us so hot I quickly grew uncomfortable with the rub of my expensive suit against my skin.
Standing, I go down the aisle slowly, not wanting to make anything too obvious. Not that I would mind the entire plane knowing I am about to please Lark anyway she lets me. I joked about crashing weddings all weekend because I would love tohave her for the weekend.
“I’m here, love,” I call quietly as I knock once at the door.
It slides open and there she is. Sitting on the sink, a coy smile at her pink lips. Stepping in, I pull the door shut, locking it behind me. It’s not too small a space surprisingly, but I still bend to fit inside with her. Framing her face with gentle hands, I smile too, so thrilled I am getting her to myself.
“Christ, you’re beautiful,” I whisper to as I bend my head, touching my brow to hers. “I want you so badly I ache. Feel it, love, feel what you’ve done to me,” I demand, taking one of her hands and sliding it inside my trousers.
Lark gasps when her little hand wraps around my bare cock. I jerk in her hand, hissing when she rubs her thumb over the tip. We’ve sat together, talking about dirty books while I brazenly touched her. It was not enough for me. My hand on her thigh slid higher and higher as we talked, and I knew I had to touch her, I had to hear her come, had to taste it on my lips.
“I’ve been dying to taste you,” I mumble against her mouth, cradling the back of her neck as I yank her head back. “Sit back, spread those thighs.”
Nodding, she obeys, making my dick jerk. Such a good girl for me. Sliding back, she takes a quivering breath before she spreads her thighs, holding my gaze. Fuck, she’s so hot, I’ve never wanted anything like I want to get inside her. I’ve been entranced since I first laid eyes on her.
Lowering my head, I brush my lips over hers. Just a tease. Lark moans and I break immediately. I lick her mouth greedily and push my tongue past her soft lips, both of us groaning as I taste her. My hands drop to grasp her skirt, pushing it up to her hips. I grasp her panties, pulling them down slowly, as I eat her mouth and the sexy whimpers she pants against my tongue.
“Good girl, got nice and wet for me to get a good taste,” Ihum when my fingers pass over her bare sex, finding her soaked.
“Please,” she cries, her hips rocking against my touch. “Please, I need it, Lawson.”
“So do I, love. Need to make you come more than I need to breathe.”
Dropping to kneel in front of her, I grasp her thighs to lift them on my shoulders. Kissing each creamy thigh, I get a good look at her pink pussy. It’s perfection if I have ever seen it. Puffy, soaked, glistening with need, the swollen clit peeking out at me in need. I bend, lashing her with my tongue once. Lark moans loudly, no doubt alerting the whole plane what we’re up to. I don’t care. Let them hear how good I am making her feel.
“Feed me that pretty pussy, love. Put it all in my mouth,” I growl, suckling at her thigh, letting off with a pop before I go back to her pussy.
“Yes, yes, Lawson,” she whimpers, her hips rocking her slit against my tongue as I shove it between her stickiness.
Lark is timid at first, circling her hips as I grasp her lush ass in my hands. When I scrape my teeth over her clit, she grows brazen. Her hips start to rock faster, hands coming to the back of my head. Then she is fucking my face, rubbing her pussy greedily against my hungry mouth, moaning as I eat her as hungrily as if she will be my last meal.
Reaching up, I yank at her top, exposing a pretty pink lace bra. With impatient fingers, I pull at the lace, letting her tits spill free. Her hands take over, cupping her breasts, fingers rolling the budded nipples. Lark pants my name, rocking faster, harder, moaning as I lick her greedily, suckling at her swollen pearl.
“Come on my tongue. I want to drink down every drop of you,” I hiss, biting at her clit until she shouts my name, her hips rocking faster, harder, my tongue fucking into her with fervor.
“Yes, yes, I’m going to come. Please, don’t stop, I want to come, baby,” she purrs, locking her gaze on mine as I slip mythumbs inside her, sucking noisily at her pussy.
Her tightness sucks at my thumbs and I almost come myself. I reach down, pulling myself out of my slacks, jerking my aching length with one hand. I have never been so hot or so hard for anyone before. No one has ever had me this twisted up before. Watching her chase her pleasure is the hottest thing I have ever seen, and I know I am in trouble.
