Page 54 of Your Sweetness


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“Lucas, please.”

I groaned at that word. In the kitchen, she was in control. A general giving commands and directives. But with me like this, she asked, begged me to unleash all that banked passion simmering below the surface.

I pulled her other leg around my waist in one movement, lifting her to me.

She squeaked. “Lucas, don’t pick me up.”

“Too late, baby.” She squirmed as I held her and walked toward the bedroom, our bags forgotten in the hall. “Yes, rub yourself against me.” She squeezed her legs tighter around my waist and lowered her forehead to my shoulder.

Morning sunshine bathed the room as we came down onto the soft, king-sized bed, and I buried my face in her neck, smelling her hair and kissing down to her shoulder. I lifted her long gray sweater over her hips and snaked underneath to feel her soft skin.

I groaned as her legs, still wrapped around my waist, gave her leverage to grind against me. She clawed at my button-down shirt, getting her hands on me. I sat back on my knees, heaving breaths, and undid each button as she wriggled out of her sweater. She wore a cherry red bra, lacy and barely covering her rosy, pink nipples. I almost swallowed my tongue.

“You wear that bra for me?”

Her eyes were shining. “Do you like it?” she panted.

The image of her, lush and soft, the red lace, her pupils blown, and her hair wild against the comforter, took my breath. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. “Yes, very much.”

She rose, moving her hands up my chest before pulling me back on top of her. I kissed down her neck and lower to the sweet valley there. Her warm vanilla scent surrounded me.

She writhed against me. “Lucas. I need it fast. Fast-food sex. Hot and dirty.” Damn, that was tempting, but it wasn’t the plan.

“I don’t want to rush this part, baby. I have plans. Let me take the edge off.”

“Lucas.” Her expression was seeking.

“It’ll be worth it after your event, and that stress is behind you. I’ll make you feel so good, and all you will have to think about is whether you want more.”

“I don’t have to think. I already want more.”

I rolled to her side, nuzzling into her neck as my fingers unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. I teased the top of her lacy panties. “Do they match?” I whispered.

“Find out. You said you wanted to see.”

I growled at her challenge. “Damn right, I want to see.” I explored her mouth once more before breaking away to feast on the vision of her again. She pushed her jeans over her hips, and I shifted to pull them off her legs. Her eyes flashed with vulnerability.

I let my eyes caress her. “Lie back, Jo.” Her bravery faltered in the sunlight before I saw her let go and relax. “You’re perfect.”

No argument this time, only a tentative smile. Leaning on my elbow, I slid my hand up her thigh and followed it with my eyes, the feel and the vision almost not real. My hand slipped across her mound, covered in cherry red silk, and she pulled me in for a scorching kiss. Her legs opened, and I slid two fingers under the waistband and down to the tight bundle of nerves.

She moaned as her hips jerked up, and I smoothed over her folds. She was soaked, and I wanted to taste her again. I was dizzy with the idea of her flavor on my tongue. Another time.

I pressed a finger into her warmth, and she moaned louder. Her hips pumped and rolled in her own rhythm as her eyes closed in surrender to the sensation.

I added a second finger, and her chest heaved, her hands grasping at my shoulders. “Oh, yes.”

I didn’t move anything other than my hand. The feel of her moving against me was too good. She was unbelievable. And the sounds she made. I was barely holding it together. I wanted to forget all my plans, strip her, and pound into her so hard she wouldn’t remember anyone but me. Mine.

She raised a leg, bending at the knee, and found new leverage to rock her hips, fucking my hand rather than the other way around. I nearly came watching her.

Her inner walls fluttered as I curled my finger, finding the little rough spot and pressed firmly into it while my thumb pressed against her clit. “Oh, God, Lucas … Gah!” The spasms took over, gripping me as she arched her back and gasped for air.

I was king of the world.

As she quieted, I caressed her in gentle sweeps and breathed her in. She opened her eyes and lifted to me with a hungry kiss as she tried to catch her breath. “Damn, Lucas.”

“Did you like that, baby?” I laughed as she grunted and rolled toward me.

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