Page 93 of Crossing the Line
Her bare shoulder is calling my mouth to it, and her breasts aren’t covered. I step out of my pants and underwear, and my cock springs forth. I take off my shirt and toss it on the floor. Then my socks and shoes come off before I crawl into bed with her.
Paisley stirs when I press against her. She’s warm and soft. So damn soft.
I reach around her curvy hip and press her hard knot.
“Mmm.” Touching her feels so good. I rub gently and thoroughly until…
“Mmm,” she moans.
“Baby, I need you,” I whisper in her ear. “Can I have you?”
She slowly rotates onto her back. Her chin is up. She’s sighing heavily because I refuse to stop masturbating her. What a pretty face Paisley has—the angle, the placement of her nose and eyes, her lips. She’s the epitome of prettiness. I swallow because I’m trying to keep my excitement in control.
Her back arches as she writhes against my fingers. I roll myself between her legs, and to make her come fast, I go down on her.
I moan.Oh shit. Her flavor in my mouth…Oh shit.Her high-pitched whimpering and moaning make it hard for me.Come, baby. Please come.
Then, having mercy on me, her sex shivers against my mouth, pulsing, and I lap her up.Damn.
“Shit.,” I groan. I’m mad at my cock for taking me to orgasm faster than I want to get there.
I don’t have much time. I curl my arms around her thighs, lift her ass off the bed, and slam into her hard.
She cries out. Her moans shiver as I pump in and out of her.
Damn. Damn.Damn. Damn.
Each thrust takes me closer. Her womanhood is so wet, warm, and tight, grabbing my cock like it loves it.
“Ooh,” I say, my voice trembling. I’m at the point of no return.
I spread myself on top of her before I blow. I want to feel Paisley Grove, my future wife, under me—her softness, her femininity. Her air on my neck. Her arms around me, pulling me into her. Then her tongue is against my earlobe.
“Oh shit!” I roar before the most pleasurable sensation a man can feel overtakes me.
* * *
I couldn’t get enoughof PG. But I came so hard that I couldn’t get it going again before we landed. She made a deal with me, though. After dealing with her family, we would go back to my place for the night and make love like there was no tomorrow.
I told her that Achilles found out about our plans and threatened to push up the marriage-contract date until I sent him a video. I was never going to tell a soul about the video, but my brother had forced my hand. Then I told her about Lauren and Orion in the hot tub and the plan to make our families allies instead of enemies in complete detail. Paisley listened silently, looking into my eyes with her chin on top of her stacked hands as they rested on my chest.
“No wonder you asked me about Treasure,” she said.
“What do you think?”
She snorted an escaped chuckle. “I think she’ll never marry Orion. I mean, he was never faithful to her. And then, you captured him on video getting a blow job from your shabby ex-bride-to-be. She’ll never allow herself to be tied to him.”
I laughed because I’d never heard PG speak so tough about another person. But Lauren deserved the criticism.Shabbyis the right word for her and Orion.
“But you said Treasure’s parents cut her off from her trust fund,” I said.
Paisley narrowed an eye cautiously. “Yeah…”
“Maybe this can be a way to collect from your grandfather’s trust again.”
After puckering her lips and eyebrows thoughtfully, PG said, “Maybe. However, I think she does fairly well for herself. I know that she feels if she had the family money that’s owed to her, she could stop running herself ragged trying to maintain her extravagant lifestyle.”
At first, PG wanted to come with me. She said it would be best if she were in the room to face her father. But I was able to convince her that if her father and uncle turned down our offer, I should drive straight to the airport, and we could continue with our plan to fly to Las Vegas and get married. She liked the sound of that.
