Fake Marriage (Contemporary Romance Box Set) - Page 28

“But here you are. You’re home for your mother. You’re fighting Stark. You’re a good man, Wyatt. You always were.” She lifted up on her toes and pressed her lips against mine.

I didn’t know what she was intending, a light friendly peck or to start something more, but on my end, an inferno erupted. My lips remembered her taste and like memory yarn, my body responded automatically.

I banded an arm around her, tugging her close, hoping against hope she didn’t push me away. When she didn’t, I teased her lips with my tongue, begging for entrance into her sweet mouth. Her lips parted, and then I was there, my tongue dancing with hers. I was lost in her. The intoxication of her hot mouth and soft tongue made my head reel.

Her fingers gripped my t-shirt and she moaned, tilting her head and turning up the heat on the kiss.

I ran my hands up and down her waist, loving the soft curve of her body. I slipped my fingers under her shirt, finally touching her soft skin, running my hands along her sides, up her back.

“I want you, Sinclair. God help me, I have to have you.”

Her hands pushed my shirt up. I gripped the hem and yanked it off, tossing it aside. Her hands splayed over my chest.

“Touch me,” I moaned as her hands caressed me.

Our movements were frantic as our clothes were yanked off or pushed aside and I dragged her to the soft grass below the tree.

In the back of my head, a voice was telling me that this was probably a mistake. Another part of me was telling me to slow it down, take my time. But my libido was in a mad rush to be inside this woman. It was like my life depended on it.

Sitting on the grass, I pulled her over my thighs. I palmed her tits in my hands and then feasted on them one at a time. They were larger than before. In the dirty part of my mind, I had an image of fucking them. Another time maybe. This time, I wanted to give Sinclair the screaming orgasm of a lifetime.

Her cleft rubbed over my painfully hard dick. It was then I realized I didn’t have a condom.

“Fuck.” I stilled.

“Don’t stop.” Her pussy teased my cock head.

I gripped her hips. “I don’t have a condom.”

She stopped and looked at me. “I’m on the pill. I have been since… Well, a long time.” Her expression suggested there was a story there, but that could wait.

“I’m healthy, Sinclair. I’d never hurt you.” That was a stupid thing to say because I had hurt her.

She took the head of my dick inside her. “I trust you. Do you trust me?”

“With everything I’ve got.” Those weren’t just words either. Even after what I’d done to her, I knew she was a good woman. She was a person of honesty and integrity.

She sank down over me and holy fuck was she tight. Stars burst behind my eyes as pleasure sparked through my entire body. I was going to come any minute.

“Wait.” I wrapped my arm around her to keep her from riding me.

“What’s wrong?” Her hands gripped my shoulders. Even holding her still, her pussy massaged my dick and it was fucking awesome.

“I don’t want to come too fast,” I panted as I worked to get my libido under control.

“Coming is the point.”

I grinned up at her. “Kiss me first.”

She shook her head like she thought I was nuts, but thankfully, she did as I asked, her lips fusing to mine. I continued to hold her still, pouring everything I had into that kiss.

How many times had I imagined this moment or one like it when I was alone in the desert? Or even in my shower, seeking release? And now here she was. Sinclair in the flesh. Her body wrapped around mine bringing me mind-boggling pleasure.

I worked to inventory everything about this moment. The taste of her lips. The feel of her hands roaming my body. The tightness of her pussy squeezing in a dizzying rhythm around my dick. I wanted to remember this forever. It was possible this was the last time we’d be like this and I wanted to emblaze every aspect of this moment onto my brain.

I slid my thumb between our bodies and flicked it over her clit. She gasped and her pussy gripped me tighter, making my brain nearly explode.

“Come on me, Sinclair. I want to feel you come.” Gritting my teeth, I rubbed her clit as she rocked back and forth over my cock.

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