Page 9 of Love Me In Misty Mountain
Instead, I leaned up on my elbows, hovering over him, my lips over his mouth. I pressed a soft kiss to his lips, just a taste of him. His mouth was warm, firm, and I lingered a second longer than I should have.
When I pulled back, my eyes collided with his stormy grey ones.
He was awake.
His pupils were blown wide, eyes dark and heated. His arm tightened around me, pulling me flush against him. His erection was pressing harder now.
“What are you doing, Bree?”
I swallowed, but there was no hiding the flush in my cheeks, the way my body was practically vibrating with need.
“What does it look like?” I whispered.
God help me, I wanted him.
Chapter 10: Scott
Fuck it.
I tightened my grip around Bree's waist, and before I could think better of it, I flipped her onto her back, settling my hard dick between her open thighs. She let out a surprised gasp, but it turned into a low moan as I pressed my mouth to hers, hard, demanding. Her fingers curled into my hair, pulling me closer as her hips ground up against me, chasing friction that had both of us cursing under our breaths.
I knew this was a bad idea. We were crossing a line there was no coming back from. Her body was soft and warm beneath me, her curves fitting perfectly against my hardness, and every cell in my body screamed to claim her, to make her mine.
I broke the kiss, panting, my forehead resting against hers. “This can’t happen,” I rasped, even though my dick was rock hard and straining against my jeans towards her heat.
Her eyes met mine. “I want this. I want you.”
She took my hand and guided it down, slipping it under the waistband of her sweats. My fingers met slick heat, and I nearly lost my mind.
“Jesus, Bree,” I growled. She was so wet, her folds soft and swollen with need.
“That’s for you.” she whispered against my lips.
My control snapped. “Fuck it.”
I pulled my hand free, and in one smooth motion, I slid down her body, settling between her thick thighs. I tugged her sweats and panties down, baring her to me. My breath caught in my throat. She was perfect, soft, full, and glistening with desire. Her thighs trembled slightly, and I could see the anticipation in her eyes as she watched me.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” I muttered, running my rough hands over her hips and the plush curve of her thighs. “These legs... this body... you’re everything I want, Bree. Everything.”
She whimpered as I lowered my head, dragging my tongue slowly up her slit, tasting her. She arched off the bed with a strangled cry, hands flying to my hair.
“Scott!”
Her voice was a plea, and it pushed me further over the edge. I licked her again, teasing her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Her hips bucked, but I held her down, keeping her exactly where I wanted her.
“Stay still, sweetheart,” I growled against her, the vibrations making her shudder. “Let me taste you.”
I dove in, feasting on her. Her slick heat coated my tongue as I worked her clit with slow, deliberate strokes, sliding two fingersinside her, curling them just right. She was so tight and hot around me, clenching with every stroke.
Her thighs pressed against my head as she lost control, heels digging into the bed. “Oh, God... Scott... I’m going to—”
“Let go,” I urged. “Give it to me.”
Her back arched as she came, screaming my name. Her walls pulsed around my fingers, and I kept licking, coaxing every last bit of pleasure from her until she was trembling beneath me.
I finally pulled back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, breathing hard. Her chest was heaving, and she looked up at me with a dazed, satisfied expression.
I leaned over her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “I could do that every day.”
