Page 25 of Off Limits

I whimper as his mouth moves down to my neck.

“Want to go upstairs?” he murmurs against my ear. All I can do is nod.

His hands slide down to support under my thighs as he stands. I wrap my legs around his waist, my mouth seeking his as he carries me upstairs to my room.

Laying me down gently on my bed, reaching behind his head and peeling off his shirt, his hands immediately dive to the hem of mine, leaning me up as he pulls it off, unhooking my bra. His open mouth grazes over my stomach, breathing gently as he works his way up to my breast. Pushing my bra to the side, he runs his lips over my nipple, sliding his tongue out to flick at it. That causes my back to arch in response and fire to rip through my veins.

He smiles against my breast, closing his mouth around my nipple as he slides his hand under the waistband of my pants. His breath catches as he slips his fingers against me, feeling the wetness that has pooled. It causes an eagerness to overtake Lochlyn.

Pushing two fingers into me, he starts moving his tongue faster. I moan, one arm wrapping around his head while the other grabs hold of his arm as the pressure builds in my lower belly. Every noise, every moan, every gasp, causes a change in him.

“Loch,” I sigh. I can’t hold back any longer, bucking against his hand. He groans against my chest, hands diving to the top of my pants, yanking them off before pushing his off.

As he climbs back over me, he trails his tongue along my skin, starting at my knee, tracing over my hip, running over to between my legs, giving a quick kiss before sliding up my chest, over my collarbone. He closes his mouth on my neck, licking and sucking. I yelp when his teeth dig in.

Hovering over me, he takes my chin firmly in his hands.

“Look at me,” he growls as he presses into me.

His grip on my chin tightens as I try to tip my head back, a squeak seeping from my lips. My fingers dig into his shoulders as he starts moving inside me. Letting my chin go, his hand slides down my body to press down on my hip, thumb running over soft skin.

He leans down to my neck and his teeth graze my skin. The sensation causes me to tangle my fingers in his hair, needing more. Noises filter into the air from both of us. We're absolutely starving for each other. Hungrily, his lips find mine.

As his thrusts become hurried and harder, I whine and whimper with each one. Nothing has ever felt better than Lochlyn moving inside me, above me, touching me all over my body with his large hands and soft lips. It’s worth every second of wait, every day of longing for him.

His mouth is pressed against my throat as my head tilts back, and I moan, shuddering underneath him. He slows as his breath falters and a low “Fuck” escapes his lips.

Kissing my collarbone, he rolls to his back, one arm flung over his eyes.

When I don’t settle into him immediately, he blindly reaches his other hand to wrap around me and pull me against him, fingertips running gently against my hip.

I don’t want to know how little time we have left together, but my self-control is nonexistent. I grab his wrist from his eyes and bring it in front of me so I can check the time.

“Shay,” he says disapprovingly.

“I can’t help it. I’m not ready to say goodbye.” I just got him. How can I say goodbye after only a few days? Even if it’s not forever, it’s still too long. One day is too long.

“Stop looking. We have as much time as we have.”

“But what if there’s something else we want to do and we don’t have time?”

“I’m keeping an eye on it. Please, just relax. Enjoy this time with me instead of worrying about it being over.”

I sigh. “Okay. I’ll try. What should we do?”

“Right now, I just want to lie here with you.”

I bite my lip but nod. Taking a deep breath, I settle against him. I’m still holding his wrist, but he makes no move that he wants it back.

We rest in silence for a few minutes as his breathing slows. Though his fingers are still moving on my hip, I’m afraid he’s falling asleep. I don’t want to lose a second because we drifted off and when we wake up, it’ll be time for him to go. But I don’t want to disturb him.

“Shay. Relax.” He’s picked up on my uneasiness again.

“I just…I don’t want you to fall asleep.”

“I’mnotfalling asleep. I’m enjoying this moment here with you.”

“Your breathing is slowing down.” And his eyes are closed. How could he not fall asleep? It’s just so cozy lying here together.

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