Page 80 of Resisting the Lawyer (Dirty Hot Resistance 3)

He kisses my palm. “I’ll be right with you. And besides, it’s not the worst thing for your parents to realize that they hurt you a lot.”

I shake my head. “I want to say bygones but I pretty much blew that ship out of the water.”

Lucas grins at me. “Want me to distract you?”

Before I can say anything, he’s whirled me around and he’s tumbling me onto the bed.

My injured arm isn’t jostled but I do remember my black eye and the bandage. “Sure you feel up to it? I look like I just fought a bear.”

“My little hero.” Lucas presses kisses on my face. “So fierce.”

“You’re patronizing me,” I complain even as I pull him down for a proper kiss.

“Does it make you want to tear my clothes off and sex me up?” Lucas asks with a roguish grin.

I roar with laughter. “I’m all banged up. I don’t think I’m in the position to be sexing anyone up at the moment. You’re on your own, pal.”

He looks me up and down, slyly, his body half draped on mine. “I think I can manage.”

“Pervert,” I try to push him off me, but he steals a wicked kiss that has my heart hammering against my ribcage.

“Only for you,” he says, smoothly.

I groan. “How can you be this corny?”

“Practice, love.”

“You hit on yourself in the mirror?” I ask, grinning.

Lucas isn’t bothered, announcing, “I am my own best critic.” He unbuttons my shirt, leaving me clad only in my panties which have little strawberries on them. “Cute.”

I wiggle my butt in them and he hooks his fingers in them, saying conversationally, “One day I’m going to get you those edible pantie

s and then I’m going to lick them off of you, mixed with all your juices.”

I can see the hunger in his eyes. The combination of his words and the look he’s wearing has me whimpering in need.

He tugs off my panties and tosses them to the side, carelessly. “Now you’ll have to stay real still,” he warns me, his eyes dancing with mischief. “We don’t want you jostling your injuries or anything.” His mouth ghosts over my bra and with a quick movement from his fingers, he has it open from the front.

Lucas’s mouth is hot and wet as it envelops my breasts and he teases my nipple, mercilessly, making me squirm.

His toned abdomen brushes against me and I gasp out when he lowers one hand and hooks two fingers inside my pussy. He pumps them in and out slowly and I can feel my inner muscles tightening around his fingers, my body awash with blind, hot sensations.

“I found something very interesting,” he murmurs as he moves his mouth, trailing small love bites and soft, sweet wet kisses that make me writhe.

He has this way of making me feel like he’s worshipping my body when he kisses me, his lips lingering over the spot.

“It’s this thing I found online.” His tone is light as he keeps nudging me toward the edge, his fingers moving in an undisturbed rhythm inside of me, inciting small helpless sounds from me. “I put it against your clit and press the remote.”

His smooth voice is like velvet rubbings against a course surface, making me shiver,.

“Should I try it on you? Or maybe you can press it against your little clit while I fuck you with my cock.”

The imagery he’s paining is too vivid and I tremble. “I thought I was supposed to stay very still.”

He smiles. “Oh, you will. I’ll just tie you to the bed.”

My words are lost as he rubs the thumb of the hand that is fucking me, against my clit, his movements precise and focused. My back arches in a silent scream as the force of my orgasm leaves me panting.

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