“Hawke, please,” I plead. “You’re not helping.”
“Never said I would.” His warm hands come up and cradle my face. “I want you in my bed and beneath me. I want to taste you and feel you. I want you screaming out my name when you finally come. And, baby. I want you so hot for me you’ll be begging for my cock to fill you.”
Oh, my God!My panties are drenched now and my clit throbs for some attention.
“Hawke,” I say around the lump in my throat. “We—”
I’m stopped midsentence when Hawke places a finger on my lips. “You have two choices, baby. Either you come back with me to my room, or I’m gonna fuck you right here, right now on the clubhouse floor for everyone to see. And don’t think for one second I don’t mean it.”
My mouth turns dry as all the air in my lungs vanishes. “You wouldn’t dare,” I whisper sounding a little too needy. Good try, Lu, it’s not working.
Hawke smirks at me. “Wouldn’t I?”
I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to hold back a moan. Hawke’s hands sneak around my back and slide down my body, and he cups my ass and squeezes. He leans in and nips at my neck and I feel the tip of his tongue leave a wet trail as it travels down lower to just above my breasts. One of his hands sneaks under my dress and a thick finger slides between my asscheeks until I feel it at my entrance. Hawke circles his finger. “So fucking wet already, baby.”
I try to keep balanced by holding on to his shoulders as his kisses move to the other side of my neck. “You smell so fucking good, baby. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.” My hands have a mind of their own as they grip the bun of his hair and force his lips closer to my neck. A growl erupts from his throat and the vibrations of it travel through my body.
“Hawke!” I say on a breath, and squeeze my eyes shut as his other hand moves between our bodies. He squeezes my breast with his large hand then pinches my nipple. I cry out with the exquisite pleasure then sound out a protest when he removes his mouth and hands from my body. Hawke takes my hand, leading me to his room.