Page 39 of Beautiful Nightmare
“But… what if you’re the one I need protection from?” My words come out cautious and ragged, but I simply can’t go on without knowing the truth.
“The only thing you should worry about protecting from me is your heart. Because I’m gonna fucking steal it. Even if you don’t realize it yet, you’re gonna be mine. Every piece of you.”
I swallow hard as his words hit me in the chest and pulse through my body, making me throb with need. He turns me around and presses my back up against the door. My heart rate climbs and climbs as his desire-filled eyes stare into mine. For several seconds, we simply breathe. I don’t know what his next move will be, but I’m here for whatever it is.
It feels like forever that we stand there, locked together, but then he ducks his head next to mine, his warm breath tickling my skin with every exhale. He licks a deliberate path up my neck while his fingers work quickly, unfastening my shorts and tugging them down along with my panties before I have time to react.
He squats in front of me. “Step out of them.” Struggling to think, I do as he demands, then he throws them over his shoulder as he drops onto his knees, picks up my leg, and hooks it over his shoulder. His warm, wet mouth is on my pussy in a flash, licking through my folds and sucking on the sensitive flesh. I cry out, not in surprise, but because it feels so goddamn good I can’t help myself. I grab him by the messy hair on top of his head and hold on tightly as he feasts on me.
Thoughts drift through my mind, flickers of the past sneaking in to mess with my head. I can’t understand how Hawk makes me feel like this after everything we’ve been through.
But he does. Oh God, he does something for me, and I’m terrified of what that means about me. But as slow, decadent strokes of his tongue assail me, taking me to another realm, I have trouble thinking. I can only feel. His mouth is on my clit, and he’s sucking and flicking at me with such determination. I let out a ragged moan, canting my hips to give him better access to where my body cries out for him. “Shit. That’s so good. Keep doing that.”
He pauses for a second to give me a wicked grin, then continues right on with what he was doing. I once read online about some sort of sex toy that literally sucks on your clit, and I imagine this is what it’s supposed to be simulating because I’m quickly hurtling toward an orgasm that is sure to make my leg give out. I’m already shaking and weak from what he’s doing to me, and he’s barely gotten started. My fingers clench in his hair. “Oh God. Oh God,” I pant. My head falls back, smacking the door, but I don’t care because I’m coming hard, wave after wave of bliss threatening to knock me over.
I’m in a daze when the orgasm finally subsides, and drawing in a deep breath, I cautiously look down to find Hawk’s gaze fixated on me, a pleased smirk on his face. He slides a few fingers through the folds of my pussy, lingering at the entrance. When he holds them up in front of his face, I can tell they are shiny with my arousal. He promptly puts them into his mouth and sucks them clean. I blink.Oh God, I know I’m in over my head with him, but I can’t stop.
“You taste so damn good. Sweet and tangy. So fucking good,” he growls. Without warning, he’s on his feet, picking me up with him. He deposits me sideways onto his bed, and my ass is so close to the edge that if he weren’t there, I’d be on the floor. Before I can blink, he kneels again and pushes my legs apart, diving right back in. His tongue ravishes me, licking and tasting me everywhere. My entire body is on fire, but everything right now is centered on the steady throbbing of arousal between my legs. Every lick soothes, but the moment he retreats, I need more. More. More.
He’s like a savage, manipulating my pleasure as he drives me to the very brink, and then backs off again and again. He’s turning me into a writhing, desperate, needy thing. And I fucking love it. He groans as he sucks on and licks my clit, at the same time thrusting two fingers inside me. I’m so wet, they slide in effortlessly, but my walls clamp down at the intrusion.
“Easy, baby. Breathe.” He leaves his fingers inside me and turns his head, licking along the tendons at the juncture of my thighs, slowing things again before he travels back, dragging his tongue around and around my opening. “Show me how you like it, Lux. Move your body. How deep do you want me?”
My face flames red, and my heart pumps wildly in my chest, but again, I do what he requests of me. I rock my pelvis forward and back, fucking myself on his fingers, going a little farther each time until they disappear completely inside me. I’m like a woman possessed. I couldn’t stop if I tried. Something inside me coils tighter and tighter. It’s making me tremble and shake. I feel a little light-headed.
“Like that, huh?” He presses on my clit with his thumb, and my eyes almost roll back in my head. His devilish smile makes my heart jump.
I nod, gasping, but unable to stop what I’m doing. “Yeah.”
“That’s pretty deep.” He swirls his fingers, circling them inside me several times before finally withdrawing them.
I admit it. I whimper at the loss. But then, his hands press on my thighs, gripping them tightly, pushing them impossibly wider. He replaces those magical fingers with his warm, wet tongue. He dips it inside me, licking at my inner walls, and I shudder with pleasure.
“You sure you’ll be able to take me? You’ve seen my cock. You want it right here where I’m putting my tongue? Filling you up?”
And at his dirty words, I explode, bucking against his face, oblivious to everything but the mind-blowing, powerful feelings he’s causing to surge through me. “Yes. Oh God, yes!”
TWENTY-TWO
HAWK
Lux is still in post-orgasmic bliss when I drop my joggers and boxer briefs, locate a condom, and climb onto the bed with her. Blood roars inside my head and through my veins as I tear the package open. There is a seriously sexy girl splayed out before me, and her gaze is focused on my dick, which has been rock-hard the entire time I spent eating her out.
But this isn’t just any sexy girl. It’s Lux. And I want every part of her. It has nothing to do with the past anymore. Maybe I’m a fuckin’ psycho, but I want her more than anyone else I’ve ever met. She needs to know what she does to me. That she’s mine. Forget all the BS of the last few weeks. That isn’t what this is about.
I could spend hours exploring her body with my hands and mouth. But right now, what I want most is to be inside her. To slide inside all that swollen, needy flesh, bury myself in her heat. To finally know all this girl’s secrets.
“Lose the shirt, Lux. I want to feel every inch of your body against mine.” She blinks, then strips out of her shirt and bra, her eyes never leaving me.
Lux is so fucking beautiful—from her gorgeous gray eyes to her full tits, tiny waist, curvy hips, and long, long legs. Even her little toes are fucking cute. But most of all, I love the way she’s looking at me with lust in her stare. Like she wants me. Bad.
I nudge her legs open and lower myself on top of her, immediately feeling a cascade of lust crashing over both of us. Her perky tits beg to be touched, so I cup one in my hand as our mouths collide. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, and hers meets mine stroke for greedy stroke. They tangle and twist, urgent and desperate. The breath we’re sharing between us is ragged, but I can’t get enough. I play with her nipple, then squeeze it until she’s gasping and writhing in my arms.
“Why do you seem so different—?” Her voice catches and her gaze locks with mine, confusion and need warring in those beautiful gray eyes of hers.
I lower my mouth, softly kissing her while maintaining eye contact, hoping to distract her, but I can’t help but state the absolute truth. Even if she won’t understand it as such, I want to say it. Need to. “Maybe it’s because I’m a different person, Lux,” I grit out, my chest squeezing, hating that I’m still deceiving her. “Maybe I can’t bear to hurt you ever again,” I mumble against her kiss-swollen lips. I hope the way I’m making her feel now erases what happened before.
She gasps out as my cock nudges her entrance. “I need—” Her fingers dig into my back, tugging me closer than close. I stare into her eyes, seeing the desire mounting. I know what she needs. Me. Her teeth nip at my lips for a second, then I deepen the kiss, our tongues raging against each other in swirling, frantic motion. I don’t know how to describe what Lux is doing to me. It’s heady and dangerous the way this girl makes me feel so much. Somehow, against all odds, she trusts me with this. With her body. With her heart.
