Page 35 of Not So Happily Ever After (British Bad Boys)
“Will.” Her gasp barely penetrates the need thudding through my head. I tug on the ribbons of her knickers and the bows slowly unravel, before dropping to the floor. Her nails dig into my head, pinpricks of pain, and it’s fucking amazing.
I cup her naked butt and look up at her. Her black hair tumbles over her shoulders, and in that sexy-as-hell bra, it’s like a scene from my dirtiest fantasies made real.
“You’re beautiful.” I don’t even know if I say that aloud, or whether it’s trapped inside my head. She smiles, her red lips hypnotic, and traces her fingers over my shoulder.
“So are you.” Then she cradles my jaw, and her touch is electrifying. “Do you know how hot it is, seeing you on your knees?”
A raw laugh escapes. That’s so Mac. “Do you know how hot it is, mebeingon my knees like this?”
“Gonna rock my world?” She gives a breathless laugh, as if that’s some private joke, and I grin back, even though I don’t get it. But if anyone’s going to rock her world this weekend, I’ll make damn sure it’s me.
“That’s right.” I trail kisses across her stomach and glide my hands over her butt and along her thighs. Her skin’s smooth and warm, and the way she shudders at my touch is the sexiest thing ever.
I ease her thighs apart and press my lips to her sweet clit. Her strangled moan fills my head, and her legs shake as she grips my shoulders.
Should’ve taken my jeans off.Not that I’m moving now. Not when her taste teases my tongue, driving every sane thought from my head.
Her nails rake my skin, and her harsh gasps fill the air. I wrap my arm around her sexy arse, holding her where I need her. My other hand strokes the curve of her waist and cups her gorgeous tit.
I tongue-fuck her as she bucks into me, and my need unravels.
Keep it together.
A faint demand. I can’t even recall my own damn name. She’s hot silk, filling my world, and I can’t get enough.
With a soft cry that spears through my chest, she shatters, and goddamn it’s good. She collapses onto me, hugging my head as if she’ll fall without me. I wrap both arms around her, my face pressed against her stomach, as her erratic gasps shudder through her body.
The need to be inside her claws through my reason. I’m fucking dying, but this feels so good, holding her. Knowing I’ve done this to her.Thank Christ there’s a condom in my wallet.
Her vice-like grip on my head eases, and she slides to her knees so we’re facing each other. Her eyes are glazed, and her lips parted as she drags in uneven breaths.You’re so fucking beautiful.
“World rocked.” Her voice is husky, and she links her hands behind my head before giving me a lingering kiss. I plunge my fingers through her hair and twist the black strands around my knuckles. “That’s so sexy,” she whispers against my mouth. I tug on her hair, and her eyelashes flicker as she lets out a sultry moan.
I rip open my jeans, but it’s not enough to ease the pressure on my dick. “I’ve gotta get these things off.” It comes out like a growl, but she smiles, as though she loves it.
“Let me.” She doesn’t wait for an answer. Not that I’m capable of giving her one, as she’s already tugging my jeans over my hips. “Nice boxers.” She glides her hand over my erection and even through the material her touch is like fire.
“Condom.” I sound rabid, but it’s all I can manage. My gaze is fixed on her fingers as she teases my dick before slowly peeling my boxers down my thighs.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got some.” She glances up and gives me such a sweet smile I nearly lose what little remains of my control. “In my bag. I’ll get them in a tick.”
“I can’t wait that long.” I grind the words between my teeth. Having her play with me while her tits all but spill out of that low-cut bra pushes me right to the edge. “Mac…”
I don’t even know what I’m going to say, but she doesn’t give me the chance to finish. Instead, she leans forward, her hair spilling over my thighs, and gently rains kisses along my throbbing cock.
“Ah, fuck.” I grasp her hair and can’t tear my eyes from the sight of her going down on me. Not that she takes me in her mouth, but her tongue and lips are driving me insane. If she keeps this up, I won’t last two damn seconds.
She tries to sit up, and with reluctance, I loosen my grip in her hair. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
I couldn’t move if my life depended on it. My hungry gaze fixes on her cute butt as she crawls across the floor and digs into her bag. Only when she turns around do I think to struggle out of my jeans and boxers.
Struggle’sthe word. I’ve lost all coordination. But I can’t drag my gaze from her. Like she might disappear if I don’t keep her in my sight.
“Here we go.” She pulls out a condom, before pinching the top and grasping my cock in her other hand. Not like our first time, when I showed her how to do it. I wrap my hand over hers. Don’t know why. Just feels right.
When she’s done, she exhales a long breath, and our gazes lock. I tug her to me, and she sits on my lap, and I rein back the overpowering need to lose myself in her. I’ve waited this long, another couple of minutes won’t kill me.
You sure about that?
