Page 47 of Lawless in Leather

“I never make a promise I can’t keep,” he said and then he tugged her panties down. She lifted her hips and let him free her legs.

His hand came back to her, teasing her again. She rolled onto her back and let her legs fall open, wanting more.

Mal made an approving noise and slid two fingers inside her. The shock of it—of how good it felt—made her clench around him, and this time he was the one making noises.

“Damn,” he said softly. “I wish you knew how good that feels.”

“Feels pretty good on my end,” she said.

“It’ll feel better in a minute.”

“There are condoms in the top drawer of the nightstand on your side of the bed.” At least she hoped there were. She tried to remember if she’d bought condoms recently.

“We don’t need a condom yet,” he said.

“We don’t?” She tried to keep the disappointment out of her voice. “Because I was really hoping you were going to take off those boxers and fuck me.”

“Oh I will,” Mal said. “But I’m going to make you come first.”

“I’m in favor of that plan.” In fact, she was going to scream if he didn’t stop talking and get on with it. His fingers were still sliding slowly in and out of her and she could feel herself getting wetter with every stroke but she needed more than fingers. No matter how skilled they were.

His fingers crooked inside her and a pulse of sheer pleasure suddenly shot through her. Maybe she was wrong about the fingers thing, maybe?—

But she should have known that Malachi Coulter was not the kind of guy who needed instructions. Because somehow he was between her legs and his mouth came down on her clit and his tongue hit her exactly where she needed pressure.

She gave up any pretense of trying to think. Trying to work out what he was going to do next. She just gave herself up to it. It didn’t take very long. Between his tongue and his fingers and the fact that it had been too long since someone else had given her an orgasm, she felt herself start to tense and shiver and felt the rush of it building in her blood only a second or so before she came with a shriek that was probably loud enough to wake up half the building.

She drifted for a moment, reveling in the sensations floating through her. She was vaguely aware that the weight of Mal’s body moved away from her; if she could have moved, she would have grabbed for him to bring him back, but it was all she could do to just lie there and enjoy.

The man had skills.

“You still with me?” Mal asked as he lay back beside her.

She opened her eyes. There he was. Smiling at her with those delicious eyes. Her gaze drifted lower.

He’d lost the boxer shorts. And the sight of Mal naked was just as spectacular as she’d imagined.

She reached down and curled her fingers around him. “Hello,” she said with a smile of her own.

Mal breathed out. Hard. And then held out a condom. “I believe you requested one of these.”

“Oh goody.” She took the condom while he laughed.

She liked a man who could laugh in bed. Sex was fantastic but also sometimes ridiculous. Though, as she peeled the condom wrapper open and felt him flex under her hand, hot skin so smooth over hardness, she felt pretty serious about what was about to happen.

Too impatient for tricks, she put the condom on him the old-fashioned way and pushed him onto his back. He didn’t resist, which was a plus. Men who didn’t need to be in charge all the time were another thing she liked.

She swung a leg over Mal and he wrapped his hands around her waist. She bent down and kissed him and then lifted her hips, found the right angle, and pushed down onto him.

Oh. God.

He was large but not too large. Enough to stretch and push against her as she moved, and she made herself take it slowly. Until he was deep inside her.

She opened her eyes and smiled.

“Christ,” he muttered fervently.

“No, Raina,” she said and leaned forward to brace her arms on his shoulders so that she could move against him and feel that slide inside all over again.

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