Page 52 of Eye Candy

I didn’t get the chance to answer him, because in the next moment, he’d picked me up and flipped me, placing my head on his pillow and holding his body over mine. His stubbled face came down, his mouth meeting mine in a display that told me how weak I made him. All heat and desire, he kissed me like he wanted to swallow me whole, ravage every single part of me until I couldn’t think straight.

And I was here for it. I was here for every single part of that.

My lips matched his urgency, his body coming down on mine, once again making me feel so small. With the height difference, it was my legs that could feel the erection poking against them, my legs that got the brunt of it as his mouth continued to devour me.

His kisses weren’t violent, but they were firm. They took hold of everything I was and heated me up to the core. My thighs squeezed together in need, every part of me on fire. As he continued to kiss me, his hands worked their way up my shirt, finding my tits and pawing at them.

Mike didn’t make a comment about my lack of bra, but his chest did rumble in appreciation. He pulled his face away from mine, yanking up my tank to expose my tits in the dim lamp light. His hazel eyes watched me squirm as his thumbs ran over my hardened nipples.

I moaned when he tweaked them harder, my heart pounding away rapidly in my chest. The half-lidded look Mike currently gave me made me want him even more. I had no idea he could look so damned sexy.

Because he wasn’t coming back down to me, I leaned up and grabbed his face, pressing my mouth against his once more. His hands fell away from my chest, dropping to my shorts. His mouth fell to my shoulder, and he panted against me as he worked to slide them down and get them off me. My tank top was lifted up over my shoulders next, and then I lay under him, completely naked.

He pulled himself off me again, kneeling between my legs. His rough, calloused hands pushed my thighs apart so he could see the most intimate part of me, a part of me no one had seen before. Kieran had touched me there, but he hadn’t seen me without my clothes on. Never before had I been laid bare before someone else.

Mike’s gaze landed on my apex, on what must’ve been a slick pink entrance. His chest rumbled with a single word: “Fuck.” He had to have known before that he lost whateverbattle of wills he’d been trying to win with me, but that word must’ve been his acceptance.

“Hasn’t anyone ever told you it’s impolite to stare?” I murmured. The way Mike looked at me, I didn’t feel broken. I didn’t feel scarred and ugly. No, he stared at me like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen in his life, like nothing else before had mattered. I was the only one. Me. I had him hooked and I wouldn’t let him go.

“I’ll tell you what’s impolite,” Mike spoke, his large frame coming down on mine as his hands roamed over every inch on my body. His mouth nuzzled the crook of my neck, making me squirm again. “All the things I want to do to you. There ain’t nothing polite about any of it.”

As much as I wanted to throw it all away and feel that hard dick inside me, I also knew my birth control wasn’t fully effective yet. It was difficult for me to tell him that. “I’m on the pill, but I just started it. It’s not—” God, I hated how awkward I sounded.

Mike nodded against my neck, his lips giving me a single kiss. “That’s okay.” His head moved, and he left a trail of kisses down my body. Along my collarbone, between my tits, on each nipple, then further down over my stomach. Any place those lips touched me, tingles followed suit, small zaps of pleasure-filled electricity that made me feel so alive.

It was only when his whole body shifted on the bed that I realized what his goal was. He’d kissed his way down to my clit. His tongue flicked out and lapped at it, instantly drawing a moan out of me. Around and around his tongue went, applying pressure, until his mouth latched on and he started to suck on it.

I writhed and moaned, unable to help myself. The very moment that mouth went down there, I about lost it. I’d never felt something so amazing before. My body was on cloud nine, even before orgasming, something I didn’t know was possible.

God, it just felt so damned good.

“Mike,” I breathed out his name, moving my right hand to the back of his head, fingers weaving through his hair. “That feels so good. Don’t stop.”

That mouth finally found its purpose between my legs, his tongue working on overdrive to push me over the edge. Every flick of that tongue, every single time he sucked harder; I could feel it in every part of my body, that invisible pressure threatening to choke me.

My hips began to rock, like I was riding his mouth and his tongue, chasing the release building deep within my core. “Don’t stop. Don’t—”

Any other words I might’ve said were stolen out of my lungs by a powerful moan. The orgasm hit me, ten times more powerful than the one I’d had before. My toes clenched, my fingers spasmed, and every single muscle in my body cried out in unison with me.

My whole body was on fire, every nerve in me yearning for more. I used the hand on Mike’s head to pull him up, and he let me. I pulled him up to me and crashed my mouth on his again, moaning into the kiss, never wanting this night to end.

I was safe here, with him. I couldn’t say that about out there. Someone was after me, and no one knew who.

As I kissed him, my right hand drifted down his side, to the waistband of his sweats. Mike abruptly pulled his mouth off mine, whispering a hard, “Don’t.” The firmness in his voicesurprised me. I mean, it was obvious he was aroused; I’d felt his hard dick this entire time poking at me through his sweats.

“But—” I wanted to argue with him, still quite breathless from that orgasm.

Mike leaned his forehead on mine. “No. Not like this. Not here, not tonight.” Denying me after all that… it seemed wrong, and it must’ve shown on my face, because he added, “You said it yourself. If we go further than this, if I let you—” He couldn’t say it. “I won’t want to hold back, Laina. I’ll want to make you mine in every sense of the word.”

So if I went for his dick, he’d want to fuck me, basically, and he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. I guess it made sense.

Sort of.

“Fine,” I spoke, pouting a bit. Mike rolled off me, laying on his side, but he kept a hand on me, curling it around my waist and pulling me closer to him. I rolled into his chest, laying on my side with him, and the hand on my waist now found its home on my back. “But, just so you know, this is your one get out of jail free card.”

He made a sound I’d never heard from him before. It originated in his chest, low and manly. He was laughing. Notlaughinglaughing; more like chuckling, but still. I’d never heard him do it before.

“You are ridiculous,” he told me, and I had nothing to say in my defense.

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