“Please, Holden, I want you inside me. I’m on fire.” I am too, I am burning. It feels as though someone is raking a hot poker over every nerve ending in my body and the only way the sweet agony will stop is if he gives in and fucks me.
He wipes his mouth on the comforter, grinning at me before coming up to kiss me, and I can taste myself on his tongue and it’s s
o fucking sexy. And now I want nothing more than to have his taste mixed with mine. He stands up to remove his clothes, finally revealing that lean body I have been aching to touch and see.
Chapter 15
Holden
Staring down at Conleigh, she is spread out on my bed, her pussy is swollen and pulsing with satisfaction and need. She has asked me twice now to fuck her and I can’t hold back any longer. I’ve wanted nothing more than to sink balls deep inside her since the first time I saw her. Even if I only have her this one time it will be worth it in the end. I know I already sealed the fate of my friendship with Ezra the moment I kissed her. Hell, I was a goner the first time I ever laid eyes on her and I thought I was doing the right thing by stepping back, but ever since she moved in, I can’t stop thinking about her. She consumes my every waking breath and thought. God, I love her. I know that now. I’ll do anything to make her happy even if it means letting her go a second time, but right now I am going to be relishing in owning her body. Even if it’s only for tonight, she belongs to me. Even if it costs me my friendship with Ezra.
Conleigh smiles up at me as I take my shoes off, followed by stripping out of my jeans, and tugging my shirt over the back of my head. She licks her lips as my cock juts out, proud and weeping at the head. Kicking my discarded clothing to the side, I move toward her.
As I get closer, she comes up on her knees as though she is worshipping me. “You’ve had me on your tongue, now it’s my turn, Holden. I want to taste you.” Her slender fingers reach out to stroke me, and I tremble under her soft but fiery touch.
More precum beads at the head of my dick and this beautiful woman dips her head down and licks it off. Fuck me. My balls tighten, and her fingers work up and down the length of my shaft as I grow hard as steel. I can’t take it. Her dainty tongue wraps around my heated skin, licking and caressing me eagerly.
If she keeps this up I am going to damn near explode. As much as it pains me to stop her, I need to. I want to fill her sweet cunt with my cum. I want to mark her. I want to ruin her for any other man, anyone who isn’t me. Tomorrow, when this ends, I want her body and her heart to remember where I have been. I want her to feel me with every step she takes. I hope her body aches and cries for my touch for the rest of her life.
Grabbing her face, I ease her mouth back and look deep into her eyes. “As much as I am enjoying this, I want to be buried in your pussy with your legs wrapped around me, feet digging in my ass, nails clawing at my back when I get off.”
Gently, I push back on her shoulder, guiding her onto the bed as I cover her taut little body with mine. Conleigh’s lips find mine as I spread her thighs and ease inside her delicious inch by inch. She is so damn tight, squeezing me hard as her muscles clench around me, keeping me from sliding further in. Her silky heat tightens and contracts as I settle between her legs and kiss her like there is no tomorrow.
Just like I wanted, the balls of her feet dig into my lower back as her nails scratch down my back. Circling my hips nice and slow, I take my time relishing in how damn good she feels. Her gaze captures mine and this is far from fucking. I hold her stare until she breaks away.
“Don’t look at me like that, Holden.”
“Like what?”
“Like that. You have this dopey expression on your face.”
“What’s wrong with dopey?”
“You’re looking at me like you…
“Like I what?” I thrust, and she moans.
“Like you love me.”
“Would that be so terrible?” I push deeper and deeper until I feel like I am about to hit the walls of her stomach I am so fucking deep.
“It would ruin everything,” she whispers, and a tear slides down her face.
“Want me to treat you like a meaningless fuck?”
“No. I don’t know. Maybe,” she says, her voice soft and meek…almost ashamed.
“Fine,” I grit, pulling out. “Turn over.”
Conleigh flips to her stomach without a word.
Putting a hand under her stomach, I pull her up on all fours. She looks back at me over her shoulder and bats her fucking lashes like a sex kitten and it pisses me off.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I growl.
“What? Why?”
“Because, I don’t like it. You probably look at Ezra like that, and I’d like to think you aren’t thinking about him right now.”