Page 43 of A Forbidden Love (Fraser Crime Syndicate 3)

CHAPTER12

Ryan

The way she’s looking at me makes my cock feel as hard as a rock in my trousers. Fuck, she’s so alluring and it’s getting harder to say no—especially when she’s telling me she wants this.

I want it too.

“Lia—”

“Don’t,” she says, holding up a hand to stop me. “Don’t make excuses about why we shouldn’t. I know all the reasons. Including the fact my brothers will lose their minds and that I’m younger than you. I don’t care. I feel so much for you, Ryan, that it suffocates me. It makes it so hard for me to breathe.”

Her words hit me in the gut like a wrecking ball. “You’re sure?”

She nods. “Quite sure.” Her mouth tugs into a smile. “I get butterflies when I’m with you.”

“Fuck…” I mutter.

Then I cross the room. I grab her face so I can slant my mouth over hers. She responds instantly, her lips pressing against mine and her tongue begging for entry.

I grant her it, giving her everything she wants. I can’t deny her anything. My fingers tangle in her hair, giving me a better ability to adjust the angle as I take everything I want from her.

Aurelia melts into me, making little moans as I kiss her like she’s my reason for breathing. I press her against the counter behind us, grinding my cock against her pussy, which makes us both groan.

I know this is wrong, but fuck me, nothing is going to stop me from having her. I lift her into my arms, her own winding around my neck to support her weight. Still attached to her mouth, I walk her into the bedroom and gently lower her onto the mattress.

She comes up on her elbows as I tear her underwear down her legs before shoving her dress up to her waist. Her pussy glistens with her arousal and I can’t stop from taking a moment to appreciate just how stunning she looks, spread out for me.

I part her thighs and dive between her legs. The first swipe of my tongue over her centre makes my cock twitch. Her taste coats my tongue, the sweetest fucking nectar. I want more. I press my tongue against her clit, making her hips raise off the mattress. With my free hand, I hold her down, pressing my palm against her stomach to keep her in place. Aurelia writhes beneath my hold, but she can’t move as much as I’m sure she’d like to.

I keep working her clit even as I slip two fingers inside her. Her tight pussy squeezes around my intrusion, but I push deeper before I hook my fingers inside her to touch that spot I know will make her explode.

She whimpers as I finger-fuck her and circle her clit in tandem. It’s not the most comfortable position, but the way it’s making her come undone means I don’t give a shit about myself. I want her to enjoy this.

Aurelia hasn’t had a lot of good in her life. If I can give her something memorable, I will. I have to be careful with her, make sure this is a moment to remember.

So I build her to fever-pitch, loving how her pants climb higher and higher as her orgasm draws closer and closer.

“Ryan…” She tries to squeeze her thighs shut, but she can’t with me between them. I glance up and see her head is tipped back, her eyes closed. She looks fucking beautiful. I wish I could capture this moment, but instead all I can do is commit it to my memory banks.

I resume my actions, and she comes a moment later. She falls back off her elbows, moaning over and over. I slow my movements before pulling my fingers free of her. Sucking my digits clean, I watch her as she trembles with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

I give her a moment to collect herself before I move to her breasts. Freeing them from her dress, I take a moment to tug on the nearest nipple, which hardens under my touch. Dipping my head, I capture the bud in my mouth and suck it.

Her fingers tangle in my hair this time, keeping me locked in place. Not that I was planning on going anywhere. I circle my tongue around her nipple, sucking it into my mouth. I play with them for a little while before I decide she’s aroused enough for what comes next.

I slowly peel out of my clothes while she watches me with hungry eyes. Fuck, I love the heat in them, the way she’s looking at me as if she wants to devour me as much as I want to devour her.

When I pull down my boxers, her eyes drop to look at my cock. It’s already hard and thick. I take my shaft in my hand and pump it twice. Then I grab a condom from my wallet. I’d ordered some to be delivered to the apartment after she said she wanted me to be her first. Presumptuous maybe, but I always saw this ending here.

Rolling it down my shaft, I secure it in place, before I move to the bed.

“Take the dress off completely,” I order.

She does, her fingers fumbling as she slips out of it.

“How… how do we… position ourselves?” she asks. The little nibble of her bottom lip has my eyes dipping down to watch it.

“There’s nothing to be scared of,” I tell her. “I won’t do anything you don’t like.”

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