AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His hand shot out, fisting the back of my hair and twisting until my head slanted to the side and his mouth came down on mine. My gasp opened me to him, letting his tongue sweep in, tasting the beer I’d had to drink and licking it away to get tome.
There was nothing imprecise about the way Lachlan Kelly kissed me. He went hard, but that was no surprise. His kiss was greedy and domineering, taking exactly what he wanted but giving too.
Pressing myself deep into his body, I shoved my hands under his T-shirt, ripping it out of my way to get to his skin. He was sun warmed and smooth, so big, I spread my fingers as wide as they would go, and it still wasn’t enough. There was so much of him, so much to touch and lick.
I should have been questioning why this was happening, what it meant, what itwouldmean, but I gave no thought to that. I handed myself over to the heat Lachlan was stoking in me, heat I thought had been permanently extinguished.
He ripped his mouth off mine, moving down the side of my neck, nipping and sucking. I leaned into him farther, giving him all my weight, and he took it. One arm banded below my ass, lifting me off my feet. He held me against him, pulling my bottom lip between his and nipping at it.
“You want me to stop, tell me to stop,” he rumbled, gaze locking on mine.
The shake of my head was short, but definite. “Don’t stop.”
Without warning, he walked us out of the kitchen and into the living room, dropping me to my feet again. Running his big hands along my shoulders, he tangled his fingers in the straps of my chemise and dragged them down my arms to my elbows. Rough palms kneaded my breasts, bringing them together so he could trail long, wet licks along both, then cover one nipple, then the other with his mouth.
I scratched his back as I worked his T-shirt up, trying hard to get it over his head. All that skin needed to be against mine, right this minute. Finally, he obliged, tearing himself away from my breasts to reach behind his head and tug his shirt off. I only got a glimpse of his torso before he was on me, lowering me to the sectional couch and yanking my chemise and underwear.
I reached for him at the same time he lowered himself over me. His mouth and hands and teeth were all over me, and I wanted it. I was there, completely present, a live wire, sparking against everything I came into contact with.
My mouth was on him too, kissing his ruddy cheeks, sucking on his ears and neck, nipping at his jaw. He tasted like the outdoors and sweat and Lachlan. So much Lachlan. He gave, and I took. But I gave back, more, more, I kept giving, emptying all that was before this moment so I could fill myself with this newfound aching desire.
My legs wrapped around Lachlan’s thick waist, locking together in the back. He pressed his erection to my core, and I had no doubt I’d be leaving a wet spot on his shorts. I didn’t give a damn. I waswet. I was turned on. Even if I didn’t come, I’d have this. I’d know it was possible. I wasn’t dead, I’d just been asleep for so many moons, I’d forgotten what this could be like.
And then, he reached between my legs, and my entire body went taut. He drew a line down my center, teasing my entrance, then ventured back to my clit. There, he didn’t tease. The calloused pad of his finger pressed down hard and rubbed in circles while he sucked on my lips and throat.
I grabbed onto his hair, fisting and tugging the same way he’d done to me, until his nose was on mine.
“Fuck me, Lachlan.”
“Planning on it.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “Condom.”
Reality fizzled at the edges of this encounter. If we stopped for too long, it would creep in and ruin everything. I couldn’t lose this, not now that it was building.
“I’m on the pill, and I’ve been tested.” I nudged his back with my heel, drawing him closer. “Come on.”
His brows drew together, like he was warring with himself inside his head. “I’m clear too. But I—”
I tunneled my arm down in the space he’d created between us, palming his thick erection. He rocked his hips into my hand, and I could have sworn there was a direct line from my palm to my clit because Ifelthim there.
“Now.Please.”
“Yeah,” he gruffed, releasing a ragged breath. “You’re gonna get it, Ellie.”
He stopped rubbing my clit to push his shorts down. His bare skin slid through my wetness, the tip of his cock finding my opening. My foot trailed down to his ass, nudging him forward, while I slung my other leg over the back of the couch, giving him all the room he needed to maneuver.
That was when the world ended.
Lachlan drove in deep. Air left my lungs as he filled me. My hands flew to his shoulders, and I anchored myself to him with my nails.
“You like that.” His nose brushed mine. “Ready for more?”
“Yes. Make it hard.”
Lachlan was nothing if not a good listener. He trailed his big hands down my sides, gripping my hips and lifting them so he could plant himself even deeper inside me. I gasped at the fullness, at his weight pressing me into the couch, at just how fuckinggoodhaving Lachlan Kelly inside me felt.
He moved over me, driving in hard, rough, relentless. His mouth kept finding mine, giving me bruising kisses as he pounded into me.
It was a lot, bordering on too much, yet I found myself panting, “More.”
