Page 67 of Crimson Promises
I traced the outline of them through her shirt. I was rewarded with one of her breathy little moans.
She slid her hand between us and palmed me. “Yessss,” I hissed between my teeth. My will was unraveling like a spooled ribbon.
Taking her strands in my hands, I roughly pulled her head to the side, giving me access to her neck. I left open-mouthed kisses from her earlobe to her shoulder, where, if you looked close enough, she had a faint dusting of freckles from the summer.
She let out a sharp gasp.
I slid my hand towards the waistband of her jeans. Trailing the perimeter I knew I couldn’t come back from.
She lifted my shirt and ran her fingertips across my bare skin. I groaned at the contact. Her hands paused when they reached some of my scars. My body went stiff.
Her hot breath skimmed my neck as she resumed her discovery.
I felt the clenched muscles of her abdomen as I continued my risky exploration. My middle finger dipped below her waistband, feeling the silk of her underwear.
She fisted her hands in my shirt, pulled me to her, and slid her tongue into my mouth. Her lips searched mine, with each kiss growing longer and deeper with an urgent, desperate need we were both clawing at.
“What are you doing to me?” I rasped between kisses.
“You tell me,” she whispered.
“Losing any shred of control I had,” I grunted into her mouth. The passion between us was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
“Let go of it then,” she urged. She didn’t know what she was asking of me. Had no idea the repercussions of what that would be for us.
Pulling my finger back out, I gripped the hem of her shirt, bringing it up and over her head. I was rewarded with a sheer lace bra that hid nothing from me. I fantasized about her tits more times than I should admit, but this was so much better.
Not to be outdone, she tried to lift my sweater but was halted by the seat. I leaned away, pressing my chest to hers as she pulled it off my head.
My fingers unhooked her bra as I slid the straps from her shoulders. Aurora slid it off her arms and flung it onto the driver's seat.
I pulled back slightly to take in the unobstructed view of her breasts.Fucking perfect.
Her hips rolled forward, causing the best kind of friction, but it wasn’t close enough.
I buried my face in her chest, needing to taste her. I couldn’t be this close and not. Leaning forward, I sucked a flawless nipple into my mouth. The harder I sucked, the harder she pulled on my hair.
So many thoughts were running through my mind. Because this couldn’t last, she would hate me for it, and I would hate myself more for giving in. For letting lust overtake me, to lose all sense of common sense, for forgetting what’s important. But I couldn’t stop no matter what I did. She was my own brand of drug created just for me. Everything I worked so hard for was about to come crashing down all around me. All I cared about was feeling her move against me: wanted, needed to know what it would feel like to be inside her.
Like a madman from hell, I flicked off the button of her jeans and undid the zipper. I peeled back as much of the material as I could.
I couldn’t wait one more second. My fingers sought Aurora's heat.
She was soaking wet for me.
I used my thumb to circle her clit, plunging another finger inside.
Her back arched, pushing her chest further into me as her head fell back. “Yes, Ben. Yes, don’t stop.”
I added another finger and increased my pressure. Aurora leaned forward and guided my mouth to hers. Our tongues slid in identical motion to the pulse of my fingers.
“Yes. Please, Ben. More, more, more, more,” she demanded as I began to increase the pressure on her clit.
She rocked against my hand while clenching tighter around me. Her movements were becoming more frenzied. Aurora circled her hips. “So close, please.”
I moved my thumb counterclockwise and curled my fingers.
“Ben!” she screamed as she came. And fuck if it didn’t feel good to hear my name on her lips. She collapsed with her face in my neck.
