Chapter 20 #2
We hadn’t discussed dinner plans, Linc disappearing to drop Lou off at his parents’ as soon as I got home.
I took a shower, grateful for a chance to get clean after working at the hospital.
Wrapped in a towel, I stood brushing out my long hair, gently working out the knots, letting the mindless task distract me.
I almost jumped out of my skin at the sound of Linc’s voice.
“Drop the towel and get on the bed.” His voice was deeper than usual. I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his jaw clenched and hands fisted. I loved it when he got bossy and took control. There was something freeing about it. No worries or decisions, just Linc taking control.
I dropped the brush and pulled the towel off, dropping it to the ground.
Linc gave a nod of approval, then looked at the bed.
Climbing onto it, I found myself crawling toward the center.
Legs quaking, I finally came to a stop, dropping down to my elbows.
My body hummed in anticipation, goose bumps breaking out across my skin.
“Stay there. Keep your ass up,” Linc commanded, and I closed my eyes, fear and excitement a potent rush in my veins. Warm hands, large and calloused, slid down my body.
“You look so pretty like this. Such a good girl, doing what I ask.” His words warmed me, my body melting, becoming pliable. Linc’s hands were doing teasing passes down my spine, over my ass, and sliding between my legs.
Touching, but not lingering on any of the spots I needed him. The rustle of clothes and the heavy sound of his pants and belt hitting the floor sent a chill down my spine. I felt exposed, vulnerable, but didn’t want to move or disobey.
The silence stretched for a beat, and I turned my head, desperate to know where Linc was, to see or feel him.
He was walking around the bed, one hand grasping his cock as he studied me from every angle, laid out before him like a feast he didn’t know where to begin.
When he got to the foot of the bed, he grabbed my legs, flipping me onto my back in a move I hadn’t anticipated.
Before I could process the position change, his mouth was on my clit, and I screamed. With one arm, he held my hips down while the other held my legs open. He was working at my pussy with a mixture of hard and soft licks that had me on edge.
His teeth grasped my clit as he pushed two fingers inside of me. My back bowed off the bed at the sensation, his mouth maintaining pressure on my clit as his fingers moved in and out of me with relentless precision. My orgasm hit me hard and fast, engulfing my body with surprising strength.
“Beautiful. I love watching you come,” Linc said, his eyes peering up at me from between my thighs. He crawled up my body with soft kisses, little nips slowing his path as my body was wracked with aftershocks.
By the time he got to my neck, I was restless and twitching, needing more, feeling almost crazed with desire for him.
“Please, Linc. I need you. Inside of me,” I told him, my hand weaving into his hair, needing to anchor myself to him somehow. I was surrounded by him, his large body trapping me in his embrace.
“As much as I like to hear you beg, there’s something else I’ve been waiting to hear,” he teased, his cock pressing into me, then stopping. Frustrated and senses on fire, I tore my nails down Linc’s back, but he didn’t even flinch.
Soft kisses under my ear, a bite on my neck, and a swirl of his hips had me on the verge of tears. I wrapped my legs around his body, trying to pull him closer, to push him further inside of me. It worked, but then he pulled back, leaning up on an elbow to grin at me wickedly.
“Something you forgot to say to me, Sunshine? Nothing coming to mind?” he asked, the swivel of his hips pushing his cock further inside of me before he slid out, still teasing me. My brain felt fuzzy, my body on fire. My eyes opened, my neck arching as I tried to find his mouth.
I pulled him toward me, kissing him feverishly, needing the contact. Linc finally stopped holding back, and in one powerful thrust, filled me. He held himself still, my pussy twitching around him, my skin tingling. Every place we touched was oversensitive.
Forcing my eyes open, I looked at Linc’s handsome face. A mask of control, only the twitch in his jaw gave away how much he was holding back. Reaching up, I cupped his chin, waiting for his eyes to meet mine.
“I love you,” I told him. To my surprise, tears welled in my eyes, a knot in my throat stopping me from saying anything further.
“I love you, Linc,” I told him again, needing him to know. Needing to say it out loud, to let myself believe it, too.
“Fuck, I love you so much. You drive me crazy, Sunshine. Crazy over you.” His voice was hoarse as he whispered in my ear before starting to move with powerful thrusts that took me by surprise.
I jumped as he hit something sensitive and foreign inside of me.
Grabbing my arms, he held me down, taking his time thrusting to monitor my reaction, each gasp directing how he moved next.
One hand slid down my body, sliding over my nipples before dipping between my legs to press on my clit.
“Tell me you love me.” My eyes flew open, my body moving in a rhythm I wasn’t in control of.
“Love you. Please, Linc,” I begged, not even sure what I was asking for. I had come two or three times already. My body felt exhausted, oversensitive, but was somehow still climbing for something.
“Please what?” he teased, his hips slowing, his hand freezing. I gripped the sheets, wanting to scream at him.
“Fuck me!” I growled out, and he gave a dark chuckle.
“Happy to,” he replied, before plunging back into me, my arms above me, stretched out on the bed so there wasn’t a lot of room to move.
All I could do was take what he was giving me, my body working for something without my command.
Linc pulled all the way out before slamming back into me, bottoming out in one stroke.
The mixture of pain and pleasure set me off, and I was swept under by the orgasm that rocked me.
Shortly after Linc groaned, his head dropped into the crook of my neck, nipping at the sensitive skin before he rolled off of me, pulling me to his side.
We both laid there, catching our breath.
His hand was playing in my hair as I traced the tattoos on his arm.
“I love you, Sophie. You and Lou. And I don’t want you to leave here. Ever.” His hazel eyes swirled with emotion as he told his wish.
“I can picture us growing old in this house, making it a place we stay in forever. I want to go to sleep and wake up next to you, with our girl safe and sound down the hall,” I repeated the words Linc had said to me the night before, because I knew that whatever my future looked like, he was going to be in it.