42. Lachlan #2
“Don’t ever try to talk about yourself like that again.
” I let my eyes trace over every curve of her body.
Slow. Purposeful. I wanted her to see the desire in my eyes as I saw her fully for the first time.
“This body has made miracles, Lainey. You’re a fucking goddess.
And I don’t want you to lose a single ounce of that magic because you think you don’t fit into what I’m attracted to.
Because seeing you in front of me right now, I feel like I might die if I don’t get to sink inside of you soon. ”
I watched her face blossom into the most beautiful smile.
“We can’t have that.” Her hand pressed against my shoulder, the touch lighting my body on fire as I fell back onto the pillows.
In the next breath, Lainey straddled my hips.
For a second, she pressed down, rubbing her pussy over my erection.
Christ. I’d never been so turned on in my life.
“Careful,” I moaned.
“Be a good boy, Florence. Let me take what I need.” I smirked as she made her way up my body, until her legs sat next to my neck. I watched her fingers grip the headboard just before I began peppering kisses along the inside of her thigh.
Her muscles were tight. I could feel the way she was holding herself up, and that pissed me off.
“Sit, Lainey,” I growled.
The muscles in her legs tensed more. I looked up, her gorgeous, soft belly and round tits right in view. Fuck, my dick strained as more blood rushed out of my head.
“Is this position comfortable for you? What about your leg? I don’t want to hurt—”
My hands wrapped around her legs, gently tugging her down to me. “Quit worrying about me. Sit. Down.”
Her pussy lowered to my face, and I finally got my wish as my tongue licked up the arousal that dripped from her core.
Another taste of her, and I knew I would be addicted for life.
She was sweet like honey, and even as her hips began to roll with the swirl of my tongue around her clit, I didn’t stop.
I sucked, and licked, and murmured every sweet word of adoration I could come up with between breaths.
I kept going until her thighs trembled, straining under the weight of her need to finally find her release. I pushed my hand between us, my fingers sliding into her warm heat, stroking until I found the spot that had her gasping for air.
My name rang out around us as her release flooded my tongue. Her core clamped down around my fingers, and I put every ounce of effort I could manage into drawing out her orgasm instead of thinking about how incredible it was going to feel when she finally wrapped herself around my cock.
Lainey slid down my body, the most beautiful smile on her face as she kissed me.
“I can taste myself on you,” she whispered. “I don’t know why that is so hot, but it is.”
I nodded, reaching for the condom that had slipped precariously close to the edge of the mattress. Lainey’s hand covered mine a second later, and I froze.
“It’s okay if you don’t—”
“Let me,” she whispered. I was already so close to losing it that I honestly don’t know how I managed to keep my dick under control while I watched her tear open the package with her teeth. She rolled the condom over my throbbing shaft, but by some goddamn miracle, I held it together.
“I might have to go slow, I’m sorry.” One again, that pouty bottom lip of hers was between her teeth as she straddled me. Her ass pushed back against my erection, and I saw stars.
“Baby, take whatever time you need. If you decide tonight isn’t the night, then we stop. No questions. Nothing. Okay? You’re in control.” I set my hands on her thighs, letting my thumb stroke over her soft, warm skin.
“I don’t want it to be bad for you,” she whispered.
“This night has already been one of the best in my life.” I reached up, cupping her face until she got the hint and lowered her mouth to mine.
“I wanted to be wild, and passionate—”
“And I want to show you the gentleness that you bring out in me. You’re precious to me, Lain.
I want you to have what you need, but I want to show you what it’s like to be loved how you always should have been loved.
” I kissed her lips again. “To be worshipped.” My lips moved to her neck.
“Cherished.” I let my kisses trail down her chest. “You are worthy of softness.” My thumb grazed over her pebbled nipple, smiling as her head tipped back and her lashes fluttered close.
“And safety.” My warm breath caressed her skin before I slipped her nipple into my mouth and swirled my tongue over it, tasting the sweet release of her milk.
Her back arched before I finally pulled away.
“And connection on a level so deep you feel it in your soul. Because that’s where you live for me.
You consume me, Lainey Calloway. Mind. Body. Soul.”
She gripped my cock, lining it up to her entrance before she slowly—oh God, so fucking slowly—lowered herself onto me. Her warmth wrapped around me and I whimpered, gritting my teeth so I didn’t lose control.
“Sorry,” she hissed. I froze. “I just need…I just need a second.”