Page 29 of Accidental Husband


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She’s noticed me watching her and she isn’t doing anything to dissuade me. In fact, she shuffles a little closer, tucks her hair behind her ear . . . and that does it for me. That one little gesture pushes me over the edge.

Before I realize what I’m doing, my lips are on hers and my hands are roving all over her body. I’m half-expecting a slap, and for her to tell me that I need to get out . . . but it doesn’t happen. She’s kissing me back and her hands are clutching my biceps.

I tilt her head back just a little, exposing the creamy, soft skin of her neck. I lean in to kiss her there and she moans—it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

My teeth nibble at her sensitive skin softly and I can feel her hips arching, her heavy breathing urging me on. Her hands are running up and down my back.

I lean back on the couch, pulling her down with me so that she’s laying on top of me. We pause for just a moment, her hair cascading around her face, and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” My voice is hoarse with my lust for her. I curse myself for asking. What am I doing? Why am I cock-blocking myself? But I hear myself continue, “I don’t want you regret this. I don’t want you to feel like you’re making another mistake.”

She looks down at me for just a split second. “Shut the hell up and take off your damn pants.”

My cock twitches, and my chest fills with heat. She wants me. She’s finally admitting it to herself.

And damn, I don’t need telling twice. I’m already as hard as a diamond. But I can’t give her the satisfaction of bossing me around like that.

“Nah,” I growl. “Not yet.”

Our lips meet again, her sweet aroma and her hair filling my senses. She kisses me back, desire overtaking her quickly fading nervousness.

I have her right where I want her.

I tug at the straps of her dress, and they come away easily. She shrugs her way out of it, letting the garment fall to the floor.

She’s wearing nothing much underneath, just her bra and panties hiding her sweet, soft curves.

I gently bite her bottom lip and she moans again at the sensation, making my cock strain almost painfully against my pants.

I reach behind her and fumble with the clasp of her bra, throwing it over my shoulder. I grab her tits, tweaking her nipples gently as she studies me, mouth open and eyes half closed.

Hooking my fingers into the waist of her panties, I yank them off of her. She sighs with desire at my obvious desire, her eyes heavy and pleading.

I somehow get even harder at the sight of her pink, hard nipples. They’re just begging for me to take them into my mouth.

“You should take something off, Luke. I want to see you,” she whispers.

I don’t respond—too distracted—and pull her legs apart instead, admiring her thighs and the sweet mound her now-naked pussy, glistening with her desire.

She opens her legs invitingly, arching her hips towards me.

It takes every ounce of willpower I have, but I force myself to deny her the pleasure of my tongue, and instead pull her down against me, feeling the warmth of her body through my clothes.

I grind my hips into hers, my hard cock pressing against her pussy through my pants. She gasps and presses right back, her need for me just as great as mine for her.

Why has she been denying herself this all this time?

I grab her naked breasts again, delighting in the contrasting feel of her soft skin and hard nipples. I lean up and suckle at one of her breasts, my tongue dancing across the erect peaks. She moans, her hand grabbing at the back of my head, pulling me into her, urging me on.

Reaching down, I seeking her wetness with my hand. She parts easily at my touch, hot and wet with desire. I touch her gently at first, and she sways her hips in time with my finger as I rub her clit in a circular motion.

“Oh, Luke . . .” she moans, eyes clenched as waves of pleasure overcome her.

She gasps in pleasure and pain as I push my fingers roughly into her, taking her by surprise, claiming her body as my possession. She’s frowning, face contorted by arousal as she watches my hands and mouth work on her.

I let her enjoy the pleasure for a while before stopping suddenly, rolling her over onto her back, and standing up.

I unzip my pants and let them drop to the floor. The relief is immense as I tug my underwear off, my erection springing free.

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