46. Chapter 46
Chapter 46
Revelation
Lachlan’s cock jolted with sweet torment. He was rock-hard, but he needed to taste more of her first. He licked slowly at her wetness, and it nearly drove him over the edge. He’d never felt such white hot lust. He groaned as he opened her folds with his tongue and licked the deepest part of her like he’d uncovered treasure. He found her sensitive nub and mercilessly tasted and devoured her, savouring the feel of that tiny pulsing pearl on his tongue. He could feel her desire building. God, he wanted her to come against his tongue. He wanted to drink her pleasure.
“Lachlan,” she breathed, her hands fisting his hair. “I need you inside of me.”
How could he deny her anything she wanted with a voice and body of an angel? Nothing was going to stop him from fulfilling her every desire.
He pulled off one of her blue stitched denim high-heeled shoes and then the other, tossing them aside. Then he peeled off each pant leg and cast her jeans aside as well. She stood before him with her innocuous polka dot panties pulled tight around her thighs and still in her leather bomber jacket. Sexy didn’t even begin to describe her.
He stood up, sliding off his jacket before starting on the buttons of his shirt. She took off her bomber, revealing a sleeveless white blouse beneath that she lifted over her head, discarding it beside her jacket.
His breath hitched as he took in the sight of her perky tits straining against the thin fabric of her bra.“Och, V, ye are too beautiful for words, lass.”
She smiled up at him. Stepping forward, she took over unbuttoning his dress shirt, and all he could do was watch, utterly mesmerized. Once she'd undone the last button, those magic hands of hers slid over the fiery skin of his chest, causing his muscles to flex under her touch. He could barely breathe as her fingers skimmed down his abs and began to unbuckle his belt. He put his hands on hers and took over, needing the deed done.
They stood before each other, appreciating each other’s assets. Violet pulled down her panties from her curvy thighs, letting them drop down, and she stepped out of them.
Lachlan watched her every move with intense fascination. His cock was throbbing, desperate for friction. It was sweet torture. Violet reached behind her and undid her bra. Her blush nipples protruded proudly. He'd never seen such perfect breasts before. Her bra slipped from her fingers, and Lachlan’s mouth watered at the sight of her completely naked before him.
"My god, lass, I want to taste every square inch of ye."
Lachlan stepped toward her, raking his hand up into her long blond hair and pulling her lips to his, searing them in a feral kiss. Her breasts crushed against his chest, causing his already hard cock to thicken even more. Then he gripped a handful of her hair at the base of her head and tugged back to expose her creamy neck. He kissed his way down to one pink nipple and sucked it hard into his mouth, causing her to bestow upon him a cock teasing feminine groan. God, she was so intoxicating.
As he suckled and licked her glorious breasts, her hand reached between them, and she began to tug down his boxer briefs. It was satisfying knowing that she wanted him. Breaking their kiss, he quickly pealed them off, freeing his hungry cock. Violet's eyes were glued to his manhood, taking in the sight of him, and it made him feel like a God. He knew he was well endowed, but never had it mattered as much as it did right now. He would make sure to pleasure her well and good with this hammer of his.
"Can I—" She stared at his dick, and her tongue darted out, licking her cupid lips, and as if on cue, pre-come slid out of him, making her eyes widen with intrigue. God, if he wasn't careful, he'd come too soon, but there was no way he'd deny her unspoken request.
"Aye," he croaked.
Violet, as graceful as a ballerina, dropped to her knees before him. She put her hand around him, and he clenched his bloody ass cheeks trying to keep it together. He looked down right as her red tongue slipped out and licked the wet tip of his cock. He groaned, his head rolling back. And next, he felt her lips, and then her entire hot, warm mouth wrap around him, and he trembled, holding on by a thread. She slid his cock into her mouth, and his balls tightened. He gripped her hair, pulling—painfully pulling her sweet torturous mouth from him. She looked up at him, her eyes questioning.
"Did I do it wrong?" she asked.
Lachlan wondered if he'd heard her correctly.
"I've never— I've never done this before."
He wondered how in the hell he'd gotten so lucky. Obviously, she wasn't a virgin—that was clear from the night of the gala—but to know that he was the first man she'd taken into that sweet, sweet mouth. The only man , he corrected. To know he was sharing something with her that no one else had meant so much to him. "Believe me, lass. Ye did it verra right."
Before he could stop himself, he had to know. He took her hands and pulled her back up to stand before him. He clasped her chin in his hand and looked into her beautiful green eyes. "And how about the other way around?"
He took her hand in his and guided it between their naked bodies, sliding the tips of her fingers over her glossy wet nub. She whimpered and leaned into him, her nipples grazing his abdomen. He held her hand, coaxing two of her fingers up into her tight channel— he loved that she let him.
"Has anyone ever tasted ye before me?" He couldn't keep the huskiness from his voice as he brought her glistening fingers back up between them and slid them into his mouth, sucking off her honey sweet taste with a groan.
She shook her head. "You are the first." Her voice was soft, and his heart thudded in satisfaction.
It pleased him more than it should. Lachlan wanted her. Now . He effortlessly scooped her up into his arms, and she let out a surprised little squeal. He kissed her mouth and winked at her, carrying her up the stairs.
He lay her naked body on his bed. God, how he’d dreamed of this. He climbed over her. The thick head of his cock nudged against the juncture between her thighs, and their eyes locked. He struggled not to just slam into her. Reaching up, he ran his palm lightly over her breast, marvelling at the sensation. He was feral with need for this woman. He squeezed the tip of her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and she arched against him. He ducked his head to taste and suckle her.
“Lachlan, please,” she whimpered. Her hands gripped his shoulders.
His desire overwhelmed him. He rubbed his cock against her wetness and then drew back and pushed himself into her warm wet tightness, throwing his head back and groaning.
And then, he began to move, pulling in and out of her, slowly at first, and he caught her moan in his mouth. He drove into her over and over, and she met his rhythm. He pulled back to his knees and hiked her up on top of him, pumping her up and down on his thick length, feeling her juices run down his balls and loving how damn wet she was for him.
“Don’t stop.” She bit into his shoulder.
He held her waist, burying his cock deep inside her and then lifting her up before sliding her back down on him—over and over—mesmerized by the ecstasy on her beautiful face. Then he reached a hand into her hair, pulling those swollen red lips to his and tasting her arousal. She arched and groaned into his mouth, shaking, and he felt her hot sheath quiver and clamp around his cock making his own release explode from him in a roar. He pulled her down hard on his spurting cock one more time before laying her back on the bed where he collapsed down on her.
He was breathing heavy, still coming down from the most epic orgasm of his life, when he realized he might be squishing Violet beneath him. He lifted himself to his forearms, still buried deep inside her, and looked down at her flushed face. She smiled at him with her cheeks all flushed and hair mussed from their lovemaking. It was the best smile he’d ever seen. He stroked a stray piece of hair away from her pretty face and kissed the tip of her nose.
The way he looked at her now tugged her heart wide open. She was afraid to hope that this was more than just the most incredibly amazing sex of all time. Even if this ended up being a huge mistake, she would have no regrets. What she just shared with Lachlan went beyond anything she’d ever imagined. She'd had sex before, but it was nothing like this, not by a long shot. This was something completely different. It felt like they had gone to a different world together. Lost in a perfect dream.
As they lay there, she registered for the first time that his stubble was a bit more than his evening five o'clock shadow. In all the time she'd known Lachlan, he was always clean-shaven, and it was only in the evening that he'd have that sexy bit of stubble. She found the extra facial hair sexy. It fit the rugged wild man who'd carried her in here and spanked her butt. She smiled thinking about it.
"What's that smile about?" he asked, his crooked grin lifting the corner of his mouth.
"Nothing," she said, still smiling up at him.
"No?" He moved in her, and she felt his hardness filling her up again as he slowly ground his hips into hers. "You ken what I'm thinking about?”
She felt breathless as he continued to slowly move in and out of her, gently making love to her. "Mm-mm." She gently shook her head, lifting her legs to take him in more fully.
"I'm thinking I may never let ye leave this bed." He rolled his hips into her again, making her breath catch as the thick head of his cock jammed against her g-spot.
"I see," she managed to say as he started trailing kisses over her jaw and down her neck. "And what about my job?" she asked breathlessly, feeling a building tingle of pleasure.
"I thought you resigned." He looked down at her, still slowly sliding in and out of her body. She wrapped her ankles around his calves, loving the feel of his big muscular body on hers.
"Maybe I changed my mind," she said, nipping his lips. "Do you think my boss will have me back?”
"Aye, I suspect he could be convinced. Ye may huv to make it up to him, though." He leaned to the side on his elbow, pulling her body to face his so he could still make love to her, but he brought his other hand to her breast, his fingers toying with her nipple. And it felt like a button that lead straight to her throbbing clit.
"Mmhmm," she half whimpered. "And what could I do to make it up to him?"
He ducked his head, taking her achy nipple into his mouth. His tongue expertly stoked her desires like he knew her body better than she did. She arched into him, lost in the feeling of Lachlan's mouth on her.
"Ride him." Without warning, he rolled on his back and lifted her on top of him, their bodies still joined.
Violet let out a squeal, but then Lachlan slammed into her from where she now straddled him, hitting her g-spot with glorious precision. She grabbed his hard chest to steady herself and looked down into his eyes that were filled with desire, and then she did what he said and rode him hard until her orgasm rocked her and his chased on the heels of hers.