Page 25 of The Fragile One

“Sunshine, I think we’ve established the time for running is over.” If she doesn’t see this as an opportunity for tonight to have a different outcome than last night, then she has another thing coming.

Cupping soft her cheeks in my hands, I lean down for a kiss. Within moments, her arms slip around my middle, and she pulls me closer, her taut nipples rubbing against my chest through our wet clothes.

I angle my head slightly to deepen the kiss, our tongues dancing and fighting for dominance. Hearing her hungry groan, I reach down to grab her ass, pulling her harder into my already stiff cock. She pulls away and looks into my eyes, her dilated pupils almost blacking out the light blue I love gazing into.

“I say we get out of these clothes and into something dry, or nothing at all. What do you think?” she asks with a breathy voice full of unquenched lust.

What do I think?I give her a suggestive smirk as I reach behind me and pull my drenched shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor with a wet thump.

“I think nothing at all suits me just fine. Your turn.” I quirk a brow and wait for her move.

She gives me a wicked smile as she lifts her shirt over her head, holding it out to let it drop over mine.

Before it hits the ground, I’m on her, wrapping my hands around the back of her thighs and lifting her so she can wrap her legs around my waist. She yelps as her arms go around my shoulders, attacking my mouth with hers. The kiss is messy, desperate, and full of the passion I knew she had inside her.

I walk us to my bedroom and turn when I reach my mattress, so I’m sitting on the edge of the bed with Lindsey straddling my lap, her covered center gently rubbing against my body, trying to find friction against my erection.

“I have to ask one last time because my mother raised a gentleman.”Why are you mentioning your mother, you twit?“Are you sure you’re ready for this? I don’t want you to think this has to go any further. If you’re not comfortable with anything, tell me, yeah?”

God, I hope she doesn’t pump the brakes.

Lindsey cups my cheeks. “You backing out on me, Clarke?” She tilts her head to the side as she studies my expression.

“No, baby. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.” My hands travel up and down her thighs, moving around to her luscious backside and squeezing firmly. I want my hands all over her delectable body, but I also want to make sure she knows if she’s not one hundred percent on board with this then she can stop it at any time.

Her hands move to her back so she can unclasp her bra. Damn, I would have liked to have had the pleasure of unwrapping those beautiful tits. The straps slide down her arms and I get my first glance at her delicious naked curves. She tosses the bra behind her, my mouth watering at the sight of her stiff nipples.

“Is this clear enough for you?” she asks with a smirk.

Her hands go to the back of my neck as she attacks my mouth again. She kisses with everything she has and damn it’s a lot. I fucking love the way she’s writhing on my lap, trying to gain purchase against my cock that’s straining uncomfortably against my zipper. I break the kiss, moving my mouth to her neck, licking and biting and sucking. Feeling the urge to mark her as mine with need coursing through my veins. The need to touch every inch of her warm skin, to claim her. My mouth travels down her neck to her breasts, desperate for a taste. She throws her head back, moaning out my name.

Both of my hands go to her breast as I lift a nipple to my mouth and suck, gently biting the tip as I look for her reaction. Her hands tangle in my hair pulling at the short strands as she groans in ecstasy. I fucking love it. The way she’s lost to the overwhelming sensations has me ready to break through these goddamn pants. I move to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention. She continues to grind down on me, still seeking what we won’t get through our wet clothes.

I flip her over and settle between her legs.

“I’ll come back to you beauties in a minute,” I say while looking at her chest in appreciation. This gets a giggle from Lindsey.

“Are you talking to my breasts?”

“I just don’t want them to feel abandoned, but there’s somewhere else my mouth needs to go.” I kiss and lick my way down her stomach until I reach the edge of her shorts, pulling them down just slightly so I can taste more of her heated skin.

“Please,” she whispers.

“Please what, Sunshine?” I know what she needs, what we both need, but I want to hear the words spill from her lips first.

She finds purchase again in my hair and pulls my head up so she can look me in the eye.

“Take my damn shorts off and put that mouth to good use,” she growls.

Well shit, I wasn’t expecting that. I love a woman who knows what she wants in bed, and hearing Lindsey tell me to get to business is a fucking turn-on like no other. Her strength is apparent in so many ways she can’t see, but having her use it in the bedroom? Fuck yes.

“Impatient little thing, aren’t you, darling?” I tease.

“Yes,” she breathes as I undo the button on her shorts and slowly lower the zipper, my lips gliding across every inch of newly exposed, soft skin.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you wait.”

Chapter ten

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