Page 59 of Burn (Smoke)


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Last night, I’d scooted away from it, and his deep chuckle in my ear had made me shiver. It was bad enough that the view of his muscular, tattooed arm thrown over me was arousing. I didn’t need to feel that too. Not if I was going to stay sane.

I tried to move away just enough to get his hard length away from my bottom.

“No,” he said in a low growl, pulling me tighter. “That feels good.”

I closed my eyes tightly. “Kye,” I whispered, not wanting to wake Jagger.

“Yeah,” he replied in his raspy, deep voice.

“That, uh …” How did I say this? Excuse me, but your dick pressing between my butt cheeks is making me really wet, and you are going to feel it soon through these pajama pants. I didn’t think that was the right way to handle it.

He gently thrust his hips against me, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning.

“Mmm, that feels so fucking good.” His hoarse whisper caused me to tremble. Maybe he wasn’t fully awake.

“Kye, wake up,” I hissed, feeling panicky.

He did it again.

“I’m awake,” he said. “Trust me.”

My hands fisted in the sheet, and I forced oxygen into my lungs in an attempt to control myself. “What are you doing?” I asked.

He moved his arm that was around me and brushed my hair off my neck, then locked it around me again. This time much closer to my breasts. His forearm was tucked under them. I felt his warm breath on my neck before his lips touched my overheated skin.

“Kye,” I whispered.

He moved his hips against me again, causing his thick arousal to rub against me. “Baby Doll,” he replied as he trailed kisses up my neck.

“What are you doing?” I repeated.

His arm turned, and his hand slid up to cup my left breast. He groaned so close to my ear that I almost had an orgasm. I did make a sound, but I couldn’t help it. When he squeezed the plump flesh, I felt the sparks of pleasure all over my body. I rubbed my thighs together, needing some kind of relief.

“Fuck, you feel incredible.” His voice sounded thick as he licked the skin beneath my ear. “I bet you taste like candy.”

Oh God. I was unable to keep a clear head with all this. Kye had never touched me this way or talked to me like this. I wasn’t going to be able to stop it. He had to do that. Surely, he was going to before I did something embarrassing, like orgasm loudly. “Kye.” His name came out more like a moan, but he was moving his hand under my T-shirt.

His callous palm slid over my stomach, and I stopped breathing.

“Fuuuck.” The pleasure I could hear in his voice in that one word when his hand closed over my bare breast this time made me cry out.

Kye flipped me onto my back so fast that I gasped. He jerked my shirt up until my breasts were uncovered. I watched in amazement at the wild look in his eyes before he lowered his head and began to suck hard on one of my nipples. His hands grabbed my waist, and his fingers dug into my sides.

The sight of Kye’s mouth on me was too much. His tongue flicked over my nipple as he sucked more of my breast into his mouth. Hungry noises vibrated in his chest. I spread my legs, and the moment his sank down, settling between them, the pressure from his hard cock against my clit was all it took.

I threw my head back, and a sound tore from my chest as my body exploded in the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. I shook as the tremors hit me. Kye shoved his rigid length harder into me, and I continued to shake with the pleasure that continued to pump through me.

The loud wail from Jagger jerked me from the moment, and my eyes snapped open. Kye wasn’t sucking on my breast anymore. He was staring down at me. The dark look in his eyes wasn’t one I was familiar with, and I didn’t get a chance to figure it out before Jagger let out another loud cry.

I had woken him up with my inability to control myself. My eyes widened as I thought about what I’d just done.

Kye lowered his face until his mouth was just over my ear. “Don’t go there in your head, Baby Doll.”

I pushed at him to get off me as Jagger continued his hungry wail.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” I said, shaking my head as Kye moved off me.

I started to turn and get Jagger when Kye’s hand wrapped around my wrist. I didn’t look back at him. I couldn’t.

“I don’t want an apology. I meant to do that, and I’m not apologizing.”

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