Page 13 of Spring Forward

“Uh, I don’t,” she starts to stammer, and I can’t help but smirk, “neither?” It comes out more like a question than a statement when she gets it together.

I lean closer to her and murmur, “I don’t believe you.” My eyes race between hers, trying to read her, trying to figure out what to do next.

Then it hits me, and I know exactly what to do.

“You’re fired.”

I don’t flinch and stare at her steadily all while Delaney’s mouth starts to open and close in shock because of my words. If this wasn’t so fucking serious, I would find the expression on her face utterly adorable.

“Wh-what? You can’t be serious right now?” Her face goes from flabbergasted to downright pissed, the red no longer a flush of excitement or even embarrassment. Now, it’s all anger. And it’s glorious. “You can’t fire me. We have a contract.”

“Oh, I’m firing you, Freckles,” I state, my voice strong and sure.

Her perfect tits are heaving with each labored breath she takes making it obvious just how hard she’s trying to control herself. Before I can ask her if this changes things, changes everything, she launches herself at me. My large hands catch her easily and wrap around her body to grip the globes of her ass as I haul her closer. Feeling the hard peaks of her nipples pressed against my chest feels like a brand even with the layers of clothing between us.

“You can’t fire me,” she snarls, “I quit.”

The moment her mouth slams down on mine, everything disappears around us. I roll us until she’s underneath me and I growl against her lips as her thighs fall open and I settle between them. Even through our jeans, I can feel the heat coming off her pussy.

“Fuck, Freckles,” I groan before nipping at her lip.

When she gasps, I shove my tongue into her mouth and explore every inch of her. I can’t help it. And I sure as fuck am not going to stop now. Not when I finally have her right where I want her.

Having her underneath me is even better than I imagined it would be.

Sitting back on my heels, I pull her with me until she’s straddling my lap, her legs wrapped around my waist and herpussy grinding down against the hard ridge of my cock. My control is slipping and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it. After gripping the hem of Delaney’s shirt, I pull back from her mouth long enough to rip it up and over her head.

My breath stalls in my lungs as I take her in. Her cheeks are flushed, and her chest is rising and falling rapidly which shakes her lace encased tits in the most tantalizing way. I groan at the sight in front of me and when I bury my face in her neck and take a few deep breaths, I hope for a little bit of restraint. The last thing I want to do is go too fast and scare my woman away. She’s already done enough running.

“Tell me you want this, you want me,” I murmur, my lips skimming against the sensitive skin of her neck and making her shiver.

“Noel,” she moans, her hips rocking and her fingers digging deeper into my shoulders. “I want you,” she breathes softly as if she doesn’t want to admit.

“I’ll have you screaming it soon,” I promise as my hand slides up her back and unhooks her bra before I lay her back down on the blanket.

My movements are jerky with need as I pull her bra away from her body, exposing her to my hungry gaze. Her pretty pink nipples harden and my mouth waters. A blush spreads across her skin, and she watches intently as I reach back and tug my shirt off.

The way she licks her lips tells me everything I need to know. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. As much as I want to strip completely, I hold off and keep my jeans on. For now. But I need to see all of her.

I try to hide it, but my hands are shaking as I reach for her and tug her boots and socks off her feet. Then I’m undoing the button on her jeans and the zipper, forcing myself to move slowly. As much as I want to take her in, I watch her face for any sign of her not being right here with me. If she didn’t want me, didn’t want this, I wouldn’t push her—that’s not the kind of man I am.

But I know what my woman wants and needs. I’m glad it isn’t a line she crosses willingly, but she’s it for me and I’m going to prove it to her.

“You’re mine,” I growl as I tug her jeans and panties over her hips and then down her legs until she’s laid out naked on the blanket for me. “Best sight I’ve ever fucking seen,” I groan as my cock throbs behind the fly of my jeans.

“Noel,” there’s a whine in her voice as her back arches like she wants to be closer to me.

My hands start to slide up her legs, her skin so damn smooth and soft under my palms. She shivers with my touch, and she gasps when I lean down and start to trail kisses up her body. As much as I want to dive between her thighs, I move past her pussy and lick and nip at her hip bones.

When I move up to her breasts, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth, needing to taste her and make her writhe with pleasure. Her fingers twine in the strands of my hair as she holds me in place. She doesn’t need to.

“Not going anywhere,” I mumble around her hard peak before biting down gently.

Her thighs wrap around my waist, and I can feel the way her thighs shake where she’s gripping me. Fucking hell. Can I make her come with just my mouth on her tits?

“Please Noel,” she moans and rocks her hips against my abs.

Feeling her wetness on my skin makes a feral growl rumble from deep in my chest. “That’s right,” I growl after popping off her nipple, “take your pleasure from me, Freckles.”

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