Page 61 of Guarding Bristol

Too impatient to find and undo the fastener, he tugged a lace cup down and tucked it under the curve of one breast, then the other.He bit back a groan at the way it pushed the plump mounds up higher, the tight pink centers begging to be touched.

He slid his thumbs over them.Locked one arm around her hips when she moved restlessly, caught a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing and twisting gently.

“TJ,” she whispered, rubbing her ass against his erection.

He was so hard.Half desperate to plunge into her heat, he could all but taste the release waiting for him.

With an iron will, he shoved the sharp edge of need aside, kept playing with her nipple while he slid his other hand inside the waistband of her jeans.It was a snug fit, not much room to maneuver, but he wedged his hand down until he could cup her center in his palm, adding pressure to the top of her sex with the heel of his hand.

Bristol moaned in approval and grabbed the fastener of her jeans to undo them and shove them down her hips.He looked down the length of her body to find that her panties were the same sheer black lace as her bra.He eased up on the pressure of his hand, nipped the side of her neck again when she groaned in protest and arched her hips, seeking more.

Just getting her off wasn’t enough for him now.He wanted to push her past her control.Wanted her mindless with the need for release before he gave it to her, to show her without words that he was the one in control here.

He stared at his hand as he slid his fingertips up and down the center of her panties, a dark thrill shooting through him at the way she whimpered and squirmed in his hold.He could feel her dampness through the lace.Knew she had to be aching as much as he was.

When his patience thinned, he eased his hand into her panties and curved his fingers along her slick folds.She was soaked, the swollen knot of her clit peeking through the top.Breathing faster, he stroked her slowly, up and down, drawing out each motion to make her crazy before he teased the edge of her clit with a fingertip.

Bristol gasped and stiffened in his arms, a broken moan spilling free.

“I can feel you melting all over my fingers,” he rasped out, rewarding her with slow circles.

Her hips followed his fingers, moving with his touch, rubbing her ass against his cock while she reached up to wrap an arm around his neck.With her head tipped back to rest against his shoulders, rounded breasts thrust out and her eyes closed, she was the picture of erotic surrender.Hotter than any fantasy he’d had of her.

He rubbed her clit until her breathing turned choppy, then eased his hand lower to push two fingers into her heat.Bristol made an unintelligible sound of pleasure and twisted her face toward his, seeking his mouth.

He released the nipple he’d been playing with to grab a fistful of her hair and plunge his tongue between her lips, his other hand working the slick flesh between her thighs.He could feel the tension building in her, feel the little tremors in her muscles as her breathing grew shallow.

“You gonna come for me?”he said against the side of her jaw, struggling to control the raging need to plunge inside her.She had stripped off his emotional armor.He wanted to do the same to her.

She nodded, grabbing hold of his wrist between her legs to hold his hand snug to her slick folds.“Don’t stop,” she breathed shakily.

He wouldn’t stop.Couldn’t, even if he’d wanted to.She had him spellbound, completely wrapped around her little finger with her incredible sensuality.But he didn’t want her to know it.

“What if I did?”he said, something inside him feeding off her desperation.

“No,” she gasped out, gripping his wrist harder.“Don’t.I need—” Her words cut off on a sharp inhalation when he pressed on her clit, then transformed into a beautiful moan so erotic he almost came in his jeans from the pressure of her ass against him.

Fuck.

He released her hair to cup her breast, fingers toying with the nipple while he continued his relentless strokes between her legs.Stroking her clit with exquisite care before plunging two fingers back into her heat.

Slow and tender around her sweet spot, then hard and quick inside her.Over and over and over until her upper thighs squeezed tight around his hand and her spine bowed in a beautiful, erotic curve.She shattered in his arms with a wild cry of release that sent a thrill of triumph through him.

TJ squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his face into the tender curve of her neck, holding her tight with his hand still buried between her quivering thighs.He felt every pulse that rippled around his invading fingers, his cock throbbing in desperate tandem.When she finally came back down to earth she sagged into his body, her gratified sigh music to his ears.

Easing his hand from between her legs, she turned around to face him, her eyes heavy-lidded with a deep satisfaction that had a growl forming in his chest.“I knew you’d be like that,” she murmured, winding her arms around his neck and lifting on her toes to kiss him.

TJ grabbed hold of her and pulled her tight to the front of his body, savoring every single point of contact between them.He was starving for her, so fucking hungry he couldn’t think straight as he backed her up and shoved her flat on the couch.Just the sight of her like that, bare breasts shoved up by her bra, nipples pointing at him and her panties wet from her release, was like a whip flaying the frayed edges of his control.

He ripped his shirt over his head rather than bother with the remaining buttons.Heard a seam pop as he yanked it over his head and tossed it aside, then yanked his jeans open and shoved his underwear halfway down his thighs.And oh, fuck, the look on her face as she pushed up on her elbows to study him, those big blue eyes eating him up like he was the most delicious dessert she’d ever seen.

There was just enough blood left in his brain to remember something vital and stop him from pouncing.

Condom.

He plunged a hand into his jeans pocket, managed to come up with his wallet and get the single condom out without fumbling it, but then her hand closed around him.He sucked in a breath, suppressed a growl as scorching pleasure streaked up his spine.

“Allow me,” Bristol said, her voice as sultry as the look on her face as she took the condom from him.She wrapped one fist around the base and rolled the condom down the length of his shaft with the other.

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