Page 41 of Careless

“Crystal,” I say, letting the dark hallway hide my eye roll before I head further down and sneak into Sorcha’s room.

My girl is laying in her bed, but now her pants and shirt are gone, leaving her in the sexiest lingerie set I’ve ever seen. Black lace with red trim. Her tits are nearly bursting out of it.

I run my tongue over my bottom lip as I engage the lock, keeping Nigel out of here.

I’ve been so hungry for my girl and she’s dangling a steak in front of the lion. She better keep her voice down as I eat her alive.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

HER

I’m lulled from my dreamless slumber by gentle kisses on my shoulder. The musky scent of Rian surrounds me as his hands leave a trail of fire down to my waist. God, waking up to Rian’s heat feels so good. I don’t want it to ever end.

“Ri,” I moan as he unsnaps the latch between my breasts, pushing the cups away from my milky flesh. I take one in each hand and squeeze, wishing my hands were his.

He growls. “Shh, baby. Go back to sleep and let me have my fill of you.” His words tickle my neck as he lifts my knee, settling himself between my thighs. Pressing his thick, jean covered cock against the crotch of my panties, he grinds against me, groaning in time with his thrusts. “Fuck,” he drawls out the words as a whimper falls from my lips.

“Please.” Everything he’s doing feels so good. I don’t want it to stop even though the voice in the back of my head says this is just a self inflicted torture and nothing can come from it, but I’m trying my hardest to ignore that.

“Please what?” he asks before stealing my lips in a heated, demanding kiss.

I don’t know, but I need this. His touch, his kiss, and his fat cock.

He kisses down my neck. “Are you awake now?” he asks as he takes over squeezing my breasts in his hands, then runs his tongue over my nipple.

“How do you expect me to sleep with you doing that?”

He leans back and his hands reach over his shoulders, pulling his shirt over his head. Damn. Why does he have to be so dang sexy? The muscles, his tattoos, every inch of him drips in sex appeal. He should come with a warning sign. Maybe something blinking in neon pink and green sayingMay destroy panties in less than a heartbeat.

Suddenly, Rian grips the waistband of my panties and roughly tugs them down my legs, nearly ripping it in two.

Yup, he’s a panty destroyer alright.

My cunt weeps as he forces my thighs apart with his large hands. In seconds, his tongue finds me like a heat seeking missile, searching and teasing like an expert. I barely hold in a moan as I grip his hair between my fingers.

Rian should’ve been named Trouble. That’s exactly what he is. Trouble. My dad is probably sleeping in his room. All it would take is a squeak from me and he would barge in to investigate.

He grabs my wrist and rips my grip from his soft strands, taking a few hairs with me. “What?” I ask, slightly confused as he lifts his face from my pleading center.

“I’m a man, baby. I prefer to eat without assistance.”

Holy shit, that’s hot.

Rian buries his face between my thighs again and my body vibrates with desire as he teases me with his tongue, lashing my clit before trailing over my slit. Every touch is electric. Stifling and euphoric at once. I want to touch him, put my hands on his skin, but I keep them knotted in the sheet as per his request.

My hips don’t want to obey, though. I grind them against his face, my chest constricting with the struggle to keep breathing through the waves of pleasure Rian is trying to drown me in.

“That’s right, baby. Take what you want,” he rumbles before sucking my clit into his mouth.

Golden streaks of stardust explode across my vision and I grab for a pillow and slam it over my face, muffling the screams from my intense orgasm.

Suddenly, the pillow is yanked from my face and Rian’s face looms over me. “Don’t you ever do that again,” he demands in a gruff voice.

“Whaa…what?” I ask, thoroughly confused and still drugged from my orgasm.

“Don’t hide your face from me when I make you cum. I want to see it all.”

I can’t help but smile at his order.