23. June
Iwake with a start, don’t recognize my surroundings, and have a minor panic attack. My heart speeds up as I wait for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Before it happens, a yummy scent reaches my nose, and it takes me only a couple beats to recognize Lachlan’s aftershave.
Shit. Did I sleep with him and don’t remember?
I spread my arms little by little and find nothing. I’m alone in bed. My body relaxes against the comfortable mattress. I bet it’s late. I must have fallen asleep during the movie, and he brought me here. But if I’m alone, where is he sleeping?
I get out of bed and slowly open the door. The hallway is dark, and Ryan’s and Jake’s doors are closed. However, there’s a soft light coming from the living room. Lachlan must have fallen asleep watching TV. I’m thirsty, so I walk to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
Lachlan is lying on the couch, and I believe for a second he’s indeed sleeping, but then he turns to me and whispers, “June? Why are you awake?”
I walk closer to him. “I’m thirsty. What are you doing up? What time is it?”
He sits up and looks at his watch. “It’s ten past one.”
“You shouldn’t have given up your bed. I could have slept on the couch.”
“Nonsense, lass. We’d never let you sleep on the couch.”
A fuzzy feeling spreads through my chest, making me giddy. This shouldn’t be happening. I don’t want to fall for any of these boys just because they’re being nice to me. I don’t belong to their world. Besides, at the rate things are going, I wouldn’t be able to choose.
“I’d insist, but I already know you won’t budge.”
Thanks to the TV, I can see his smile. “You learn fast.”
“Would you like some water too?”
“I can get it.” He springs to his feet, and there’s nothing I can do but shake my head.
He grabs two glasses from the cupboard in the kitchen and hands me one. He’s super close to me now, and as much as I’d like to pretend that I’m not affected by his nearness, my heart is beating furiously fast, and my stomach flutters.
Suddenly, the simple task of filling a glass with water requires as much concentration as trying to solve a math equation.
“Do you ever let anyone do something nice for you?” I step aside so he can get to the fridge.
He chuckles. “Yes.”
He turns to me, and even in the gloom, I can feel the weight of his heated stare. Heaven help me. I drink the whole glass in one go, and it’s a miracle I don’t choke on the water. Lachlan takes only a sip before setting the glass on the counter. He takes my empty glass and sets it next to his.
I’m frozen in place save for my heart, which is beating at breakneck speed. Lachlan steps into my space, and I have to crane my neck to look into his eyes. He’s so damn tall. When he cups my cheek, I shiver.
“Lass, you were on my mind all day yesterday.”
“I was?” I croak.
“Aye. I was dying for another taste.”
He slants his lips over mine softly, teasing them open with his tongue. I sigh into him, surrendering to his sweet invasion. He cradles my face with both hands and deepens the kiss. The amber in the pit of my stomach flares into wild flames, burning me from within. I curl my fingers into his shirt, pulling him closer to me while I drown in the taste of him. I can feel the inferno building around us, and the need to get rid of our clothes and feel his bare skin against mine intensifies.
He pulls back but keeps cupping my cheeks. “We’d better stop.”
My stomach falls. “Why?”
“Because I want you, lass. One evening wasn’t enough for me, but I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“You aren’t. I want you too, Lachy.”
“Thank fuck.” He picks me, fusing his lips with mine.
My legs wrap around his hips, and I sense then how much he wants me. I keep my arms looped around his neck as he exits the kitchen. Within seconds, we’re in his bedroom. He leans forward to set me on the mattress, but I don’t let go and pull him to me. I part my legs to accommodate him better, and even though I want our clothes gone, I love the friction of his erection over my throbbing clit.
He releases my lips to leave a trail of hot kisses down my neck.
I sigh loudly, arching my back and running my fingers through his hair. “Lachy... you’re driving me crazy.”
“This is just the beginning.” He pulls my T-shirt up until my breasts are exposed. “Your tits are lovely, lass.”
He runs lazy circles around one nipple, turning it as hard as a pebble. I never knew I was that sensitive there. Lachlan’s ministrations are making my toes curl already. I grab a fistful of his hair, twisting it around my hand while he destroys my self-control with each stroke of his tongue. He switches his attention to my left breast while kneading the other.
The ache between my legs intensifies. I need more friction, more of him down there. I reach for his jeans, cursing that he isn’t wearing something more accessible, like sweats. I manage to lower the zipper, but I can’t free the button.
“Lachy, I need your clothes gone.”
He releases my nipple and kisses me again, deep and hard, before pulling back. “Aye.”
I watch him jump out of bed and remove his clothes. The man is beautiful, with his taut abs and broad shoulders. And don’t get me started on that messy hair. I love it all, but what pulls me into his orbit isn’t his looks. It’s the way he looks at me as if I were the most precious thing in the world. It makes my heart skip a beat.
“It’s your turn, lass.” His voice is throaty and so damn sexy.
I take my T-shirt off first, then pull my leggings and panties down my legs. Lachlan doesn’t move, but his chest expands and contracts faster. Feeling bold, I part my legs, lifting my knees. “See how wet I am for you already, Lachy.”
“You’re a temptation I can’t resist.” He drops to his knees and brings his face to my pussy.
A moan escapes my throat when he sucks my clit into his mouth, sending electric sparks of pleasure throughout my body. His scruff rubbing against my sensitive skin adds a layer of sensations that quickly unravels me. But as much as I’m enjoying myself, I want to reciprocate.
“I want your cock in my mouth again.”
Lachlan lifts his head and smiles. “Are you suggesting a sixty-nine, lass?”
I lean on my elbows. “Yes.”
He jumps to his feet and spins me so my head rests at the edge of the mattress. “How is that?”
I reach for his cock, curling my fingers around it. “You’re too far away.”
“Not for long.” He rests one knee next to my head and leans forward.
Now I can properly do my job. Lachlan doesn’t waste a second before he resumes his work. My climax is looming on the horizon, but I don’t want to come before I bring him to the edge too. I open my mouth wide, sucking him in until his cock hits the back of my throat, then use my hand to jerk him off a bit. His fingers dig into my skin, and his tongue becomes more ferocious. I can’t stop the orgasm from shattering me, but I don’t stop working him. If anything, I suck him harder as I ride the wave of pleasure.
Lachlan’s dick grows harder, and then he takes control, fucking my mouth with enthusiasm. I’ve never done anything like this, but I love every second of it. I’m making him lose control, and it makes me feel powerful. He jerks one more time before his cum fills my mouth. A muffled groan comes from deep in his throat, but I keep milking him until I swallow the last drop.
He stops thrusting and turns his face to kiss my inner thigh. “Och, lass. That was... wow.”
I pull his cock from my mouth so I can reply, “Ditto.”
He gets off the bed and crouches by the edge, bringing his face close to mine. He runs his fingers over my hairline with a featherlight touch. “Thank you.”
I roll onto my stomach and lean on my forearms. “You’re welcome, and also, thank you.”
He smiles. “Would I be greedy if I said I want more?”
Lachy, stop being so adorable.
I touch his face. “If the answer is yes, then I’m greedy too.”