Chapter 5
O kay. When Lucas Marshall kissed me like this I felt like an idiot for ever doubting or questioning anything about our relationship. His hand tightened around my throat gently, not cutting off air, just giving me a pressure I’d come to crave from him. I moaned softly against his mouth as my fingertips inched up and under the waistband of his pajama bottoms. His kisses grew hungrier as his beard scraped against my skin deliciously.
When my palm met his hardness without any barrier between us he groaned and pulled back arching his hips so his cock moved in my grip.
I chased him with my lips and kissed him harder. Every time was like a wildfire through my nervous system. This man caused the most decadent reactions out of my body.
I sat back and released him as he growled softly and moved to grab me again but I laid my palm on his chest and shook my head. Crossing my arms over my front I grabbed the hem of my old shirt and drew it up over my head, baring myself.
“Fuck,” he groaned. I watched his eyes dart to the stairs. “We need to go to our room,” he emphasized. “What I wanna do to you isn’t fit for anyone to walk in on. Let alone our little girl.”
My core clenched and I giggled and then yelped softly as he scooped me up over his shoulder, grabbing my shirt as he went.
“Hush,” he growled, continuing down the hall, into our bedroom and kicking the door shut behind him.
Slapping him on the ass I spoke, “Let me down. I was trying to seduce you.”
Lowering me to my feet in front of him, I looked up into his gray eyes as he towered over me.
“Seduce me? Woman, I’m yours.”
I snorted, giggling at him before dropping to my knees.
His gaze heated as my fingers found his waistband, tugging his pajamas down to his ankles. As his hardened cock came into my view, I leaned forward licking the tiny bead of pre-cum that was leaking from the tip.
“Becks,” he groaned again, threading his fingers through my hair.
I’d never enjoyed doing this before him. He gave me so much power in the bedroom I’d come to enjoy sex in a way I’d never dreamed was possible. Sucking him into my mouth I swirled my tongue around him as my hand gripped his base.
“Fuck, baby. You’re doing that so well.”
I squirmed at his praise, my thighs rubbing together, wetness pooling at my core. Sucking harder I took more of him inside my mouth, looking up and meeting his heated stare as I did so.
“You own me, Rebecca.” He growled into the darkened room. “You’re it for me. You’re my forever. Never doubt that.” He thrust his hips gently as I took him to the back of my throat and he moaned again. His salty taste invading my senses. Then he was pulling me up by my arms and pushing me back onto the bed gently. Grabbing my pajama bottoms I lifted my hips and pulled them off, baring myself to him.
“God. You’re not wearing underwear?” he rasped, “If I’d known bedtime would’ve been sooner.”
I laughed as he grabbed my legs and spread them wide, allowing himself an unobstructed view of my center. I knew I was blushing. I never got used to this.
“Always so fucking wet and ready for me,” he murmured.
“Rub yourself.” He ordered.
Biting my lower lip, I ran my hand down my stomach and to the apex of my thighs. Gripping the sheet with my other hand as my fingers found my clit, I moaned as they brushed across it gently.
“That’s a good girl,” he said, eyes glued to what I was doing, “Keep going, baby.”
Using two fingers I formed tight figure-eights across my clit, feeling more wetness pooling at my center, moaning as I arched my hips.
“Tell me what you want, Becks,” he said, licking his lips.
“I want you inside me. Right now. I need you, Lucas.” I panted.
Dropping my legs, he hit his knees, leaning down and licking up my center. I cried out and dug my fingers through his hair. He pushed his tongue deep inside me, wrapping a large arm around my left thigh and across my lower stomach. His thumb found my clit and stroked it in soft circles as I moved my hips against his face.
“That’s it, Becks, ride my face,” he growled against my core.
I shivered at the sensation of his lips brushing, and his voice vibrating, against me. He covered my clit with his mouth and sucked hard causing me to arch up off the bed.
“Lucas, please, I need you!” I sobbed.
He grinned up at me from between my legs and crawled up the bed beside me and laid on his back. Grabbing my arm he pulled me up and over him, until I was straddling him. My hands landed on his chest and I looked down into his gray eyes. He knew I still got flustered doing this. Being on top as a plus-size woman, made me self-conscious.
“Get out of your fucking head, Becks.” He spoke, his left hand coming back to my throat. “I’m a big boy. Ride me. Take what’s yours. I’m yours and only yours. I can take it.”
I closed my eyes, moaning softly at his words. He always knew what I needed to hear. Lifting up I reached down with my right hand, gripping the base of his cock. Bringing it to my entrance, I teased the tip of him running it through my wetness.
His left hand tightened around my throat with his right gripping my hip.
Arching his hips he slipped inside me as I gasped softly, “Lucas.”
“Take me, Rebecca. Fuck. Sit on my cock, baby.”
Lowering my hips over him, I took him inch by inch as we both groaned at the feeling. There was always a fulfilling stretch when he moved into me and I relished it.
Moving up and down his length until we met and he was seated inside me fully, I clenched my hands on his chest, scraping my fingernails over him as I swiveled my hips.
I was panting and already breathless at the feel of him owning me. He said I was taking him, but he took me for his, no matter what position we were in.
He gazed up at me with his eyes darkened, running his large hands over my hips and up to my breasts squeezing them. I tilted my head back on a moan looking up at the stars through the skylight over the bed that allowed the moon and stars to illuminate us.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered.
Looking back down at him I raised my hips and lowered them, starting a rhythm as his fingers found my hardened nipples, pinching and toying with them.
“Lucas,” I gasped, squeezing him tight inside me.
He bucked his hips up, meeting me and driving himself deeper.
I cried out, “Oh God!”
I leaned forward to get a different angle and my clit brushed against the base of him sliding in and out of me.
“That’s it, baby. God, you’re taking me so fucking well. Are you already close, for me?”
“You feel so good,” I moaned, moving my hips faster. I don’t know how he made me and my body come to life like this so quickly. I was already on the edge of climax, our skin slapping against each other echoing through the room. “Please…”
He met me thrust for thrust, his right hand sliding down to my clit, rubbing it firmly with his thumb. My thighs started shaking as I dug my nails into his chest harder and he groaned in pleasure.
He looked down, watching where our bodies connected, “Come for me, Becks. Take this cock and come all over it for me.”
His words washed over me, heating my body further as I tensed and cried out. My orgasm hit me, stealing the breath from my lungs as I ground my hips against him, his thumb strumming my clit faster to draw out my pleasure.
Collapsing onto his chest he ran his hands down my back. I felt him shift under me, spreading his legs and bracing his feet on the bed below us.
“Lucas-”
“Hang on tight,” he interrupted, banding one of his arms low on my back, the other one high up to hold me against him, his thighs spreading me wide with his feet braced against the bed. And then, he started pounding up into me.
I cried out at the sensation, unable to move with how he was holding me, only able to feel, clenching the sheet on either side of him.
“Lucas!” I yelled softly, as he moved faster, driving up into me harder. The wet noises echoing through the room were overwhelming my senses and making my body burn hotter as he fucked me harder, destroying me in the best possible way.
“Oh my…Lucas…it’s too-”
“You’re going to come again. You’re going to come hard on my dick and soak it,” he demanded.
My pussy clenched at his words and I couldn’t catch my breath. Stars seemed to be bursting in my vision as I held onto the sheet, my cries were getting louder and I couldn’t help it. I felt my second orgasm barreling in on me.
“Come. Now.” Lucas practically growled, his whole body straining under mine, moving like a machine, his jaw clenched as he held himself back.
“I love you!” I cried out breathlessly as my second orgasm washed over my body causing me to tremble as waves of pleasure overtook me. My vision went white as I felt Lucas thrust once, twice more, and empty inside of me, moaning my name.
I laid on his chest, with him still deep inside of me, trembling in the aftermath, as his hands rubbed all over my back soothingly, both of us catching our breath.
“I love you more,” he whispered.