Page 47 of Hold On Me

Jameson

One of my favorite romance tropes. That and one bed, but we can’t make that happen so…

Lockheart

Nicole, are you following all this?

Nicole

I’ll explain it later.

Angie

She’s going to kill us.

Edie

Only if we get caught.

Jameson

Have I said how much I love this fudging family?

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BEN

Teeth tugging at my bottom lip. Fingers unbuttoning my trousers. Urgency flowing through my veins.

“I want you, Ben. I need you.”

Her words give me life, but the sound of her voice begging me elicits a growl from the back of my throat and sends a pulse of pride through my chest. Grabbing her wrists in one of my hands, I pin them to the bed above her head. Her breasts point up toward me as she arches her back.

“Please, Ben.” She tugs her lip between her teeth and my heartbeat goes into overdrive.

Dipping my head to take a tight pink nipple into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around it, and the moan falling from her lips goes straight to my cock. I’m aching for her, my whole body craving her, but before I take what I want, I need more. More of her moans, her cries, her begging. More of her.

“Leave your hands there. If you move them, I’ll stop. Now tell me what you want?” My voice is husky and rough, my control barely hanging on.

“You. I want you.”

I bite down on her nipple, making her cry out. Swirling my tongue around to soothe it, she moans her pleasure, chantingmy name over and over again. She clutches the bed sheets but doesn’t move her hands. What a good girl. I haven’t even touched her in the place I want yet and she’s already on the edge.

“What do you want me to do, Penelope?”

She shakes her head, unable to speak as I rain kisses on her body, inhaling her scent as I go, my tongue dipping out to taste her.

“Do you want to hear what I want to do to you?”

She nods, that bottom lip between her teeth again.

My cock is hard and weeping, but this is aboutherpleasure. Making suresheexperiences everything and knows just how beautiful, how perfect I think she is. I need her to give herself to me, to let those walls down and to trust me to give her exactly what she craves.

“I want you to beg. To plead. I want you so needy for me you’re bordering on tears."

She's panting now. I knew she’d love this. I knew she’d be perfect for this, for me.

“I want you teetering on the edge. Over and over again, until you can’t take it anymore. Then, and only then, will I let you come. On my face, my tongue, my fingers, and my cock. You’ll come on all of them, and you’ll do it when I say, like a good girl.”

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