Page 23 of Lies Beneath Secrets (Skeleton Crew #1)
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Con
She moans into my mouth, and I can’t help but devour more of her. She tastes like fucking heaven. So perfect. Her body presses along mine, and I can’t help the overwhelming urge to claim every inch of her right in that moment. I was an idiot for walking out of her apartment and an even bigger one for coming back because now that I’ve gotten this little taste of her, I know for damn sure I won’t stop until I have her completely. And that’s happening right fucking now.
My hands go to her waist, and I haul her up my body. She knows just what to do and wraps her legs around me as I bump her back up against the wall. I press myself between her thighs, and the action gets more of them moans from her cute little mouth. I drink down each one she gives me with pleasure. I love it when a woman doesn’t hold back her noises. It’s so hot, and she sure as hell isn’t holding back, not even a little. “Bedroom, Conner,” she gasps as the ridge of my dick presses into her more. I must have hit the right spot because she lets out a shutter, then a small gasp. I need more of that, so I do as she says and walk us into the bedroom. I gently place her down on her back and give her one last long, agonizing kiss before pulling away.
She glows in the moonlight spilling in from her window and looks like damn near perfection lying there in front of me. “You want me to stop, now is the time to say something, Lauren,” I warn her. Instead of speaking, she takes off her glasses to place on her bedside table, then extends her foot up toward me. I take that as an indication to keep going. I tug off one of her socks, then the other, then reach down to the hem of her pants. Them fucking stretchy ones that she always wears that drive me mad. “I’m going to burn every damn one of these. I can’t think when you wear them,” I say, and she laughs.
“Brute.” She chuckles.
“You have no idea, baby.” I finish pulling off the pants, toss them to the side, and palm each of her knees with my hands, pulling them open. When they tense with resistance, I glance up to find her biting her lip. “I’m going there first,” I declare.
She sucks in a breath and relaxes a little, enough for me to settle between her legs. Gently, I run the knuckle of my index finger along her opening, then up to her clit. She jumps a little at the contact, and it causes a smile to tug at my lips. I plan on making her jump a whole lot more in just a minute. First, I tease her a little bit, running my knuckle up and down until in one quick motion, I bring both of my fingers together and slowly ease them inside her.
The sound she makes is something between a moan and a gasp that only gets better the more I work my fingers in and out of her. She’s already so wet, but I’ll be damned if I stop down here and not get a taste of her. With my fingers sill in motion, I get my lips around her clit and try to hold her down when her back arches up off the bed. Her hands go to my hair in an instant, and they tug at the strands. It only provokes me to flick my tongue more and get her to breathe faster and squeeze tighter around my fingers. She’s panting and tugging, then suddenly tenses up completely before falling limp into the mattress.
“Wow,” she breathes and makes me chuckle.
“I’ll say.” I pull my shirt off and try to unbutton my jeans when I realize my belt is in the way. “You’re making me lose all grip on reality.” She smiles at me, then to my surprise, gets up from the bed and comes over to me.
“Let me help then.” I watch her hands go to the belt and unhook it before going to the button of my jeans. She has a slight tremble as if not completely sure of herself, but it doesn’t take long for her to relax. She finds my cock and slowly pulls it free from my jeans. Her delicate little hand wraps around me and gives it a slow, agonizing stroke. I hiss through my teeth and let out a groan when she drops to her knees and takes the head into her mouth. Without thought, I bring my hands to her hair like she did to me. I do my best to pull it from her face as she works my cock in and out of her mouth, sucking just a little with each stroke. The woman is going to make me collapse to the floor before I can even get inside her.
Gently, I pull her away and guide her up to her feet. “Bed,” is all I say and let her hair go. She backs away, keeping her eyes trained on me, and I follow after her. In one slow thrust, I push inside. She gasps, and her legs tighten around me.
“Oh God,” she breathes.
“Just Con, baby.” She chuckles at my joke, but it’s quickly doused when I pull back and thrust in again, this time a little harder. I do it a couple more times until I pick up the pace. I know damn well I won’t last long this time around, but I’m not going anywhere now. Her hands go to my back, and her nails dig in. I bring my mouth to hers and kiss the hell out of her, my hips keeping up the steady rhythm. I pull back with my kiss and nibble on her bottom lip, then go back in for more. I’m so close, I can fucking taste it and in that moment, all I can think of is keeping this woman forever, even if she doesn’t want me. No more will she be going on meaningless dates with that piece of shit. No, she’s mine, and that’s that.
Mine, even if I have to take her.