Page 58 of These Pucking Boys

The ache between my legs intensifies. I need more friction, more of him down there. I reach for his jeans, cursing that he isn’t wearing something more accessible, like sweats. I manage to lower the zipper, but I can’t free the button.

“Lachy, I need your clothes gone.”

He releases my nipple and kisses me again, deep and hard, before pulling back. “Aye.”

I watch him jump out of bed and remove his clothes. The man is beautiful, with his taut abs and broad shoulders. And don’t get me started on that messy hair. I love it all, but what pulls me into his orbit isn’t his looks. It’s the way he looks at me as if I were the most precious thing in the world. It makes my heart skip a beat.

“It’s your turn, lass.” His voice is throaty and so damn sexy.

I take my T-shirt off first, then pull my leggings and panties down my legs. Lachlan doesn’t move, but his chest expands and contracts faster. Feeling bold, I part my legs, lifting my knees. “See how wet I am for you already, Lachy.”

“You’re a temptation I can’t resist.” He drops to his knees and brings his face to my pussy.

A moan escapes my throat when he sucks my clit into his mouth, sending electric sparks of pleasure throughout my body. His scruff rubbing against my sensitive skin adds a layer of sensations that quickly unravels me. But as much as I’m enjoying myself, I want to reciprocate.

“I want your cock in my mouth again.”

Lachlan lifts his head and smiles. “Are you suggesting a sixty-nine, lass?”

I lean on my elbows. “Yes.”

He jumps to his feet and spins me so my head rests at the edge of the mattress. “How is that?”

I reach for his cock, curling my fingers around it. “You’re too far away.”

“Not for long.” He rests one knee next to my head and leans forward.

Now I can properly do my job. Lachlan doesn’t waste a second before he resumes his work. My climax is looming on the horizon, but I don’t want to come before I bring him to the edge too. I open my mouth wide, sucking him in until his cock hits the back of my throat, then use my hand to jerk him off a bit. His fingers dig into my skin, and his tongue becomes more ferocious. I can’t stop the orgasm from shattering me, but I don’t stop working him. If anything, I suck him harder as I ride the wave of pleasure.

Lachlan’s dick grows harder, and then he takes control, fucking my mouth with enthusiasm. I’ve never done anything like this, but I love every second of it. I’m making him lose control, and it makes me feel powerful. He jerks one more time before his cum fills my mouth. A muffled groan comes from deep in his throat, but I keep milking him until I swallow the last drop.

He stops thrusting and turns his face to kiss my inner thigh. “Och, lass. That was... wow.”

I pull his cock from my mouth so I can reply, “Ditto.”

He gets off the bed and crouches by the edge, bringing his face close to mine. He runs his fingers over my hairline with a featherlight touch. “Thank you.”

I roll onto my stomach and lean on my forearms. “You’re welcome, and also, thank you.”

He smiles. “Would I be greedy if I said I want more?”

Lachy, stop being so adorable.

I touch his face. “If the answer is yes, then I’m greedy too.”

CHAPTER 24

JUNE

Iwake up alone, but Lachlan’s side of the bed is still warm. His bathroom door isn’t shut all the way, and I can hear him singing “You’re All I Have” by Snow Patrol in the shower. It’s a little off-key, but a smile tugs the corners of my lips. I can’t believe I spent the night with him. It was as memorable as the first time. The butterflies in my stomach are alive and busy, fluttering their wings like crazy.

The shades are closed, making it hard to discern the time. Lachlan doesn’t have a clock, and my phone is still in the living room. I wish I could stay in bed and wait for him to come out of the shower, but I don’t want to risk an awkward situation.

I slide out of bed quickly and get dressed. I need a shower, but that can wait. Hopefully, I’ll be able to move into Mrs. Carpenter’s apartment today. Of one thing I’m sure—I can’t spend another night here. I’ve already abused their hospitality too much. If Jake doesn’t have an answer from his neighbor, I’ll stay with Katrina.

My hand is on the doorknob when Lachlan walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and another draped over his shoulders. My stomach does a backflip. He’s even sexier like that, and my body is humming with desire. I want to tug that towel off him and ride him until I can’t remember my name.

“Don’t tell me you were planning to slip out without a word.”

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