Thief (Blood & Bone Enforcers MC)

Easing her body closer, she cupped his face and leaned down, pressing her lips to his. Her body instantly started buzzing, and he flexed his fingers, his purr turning into a low growl, and she knew he felt it, too.

The immediate, overwhelming desire. The bone melting heat between them. Her skin felt like it was stretching tight as sensations streaked through her, her blood boiling, and she knew he was feeling it as strongly as she was.

Angling her head, she deepened the kiss, his beard rasping deliciously against her face. Like the last time they kissed, it felt like they were trying to devour each other, and she eased her hips to fit more snugly against his, gasping when she felt the thick, hard length of him underneath her.

He groaned, thrusting his tongue in her mouth, and the kiss turned frantic with need. Fire raced over her skin and her core clenched deliciously as she started undulating her hips, needing more pressure against her center.

One of his hands eased under her tank top and he slid it upward, the slightly rough texture of his palm causing a shiver to wrack her body. He nipped her bottom lip a

nd slid his mouth to her ear lobe, his hot breath making the shiver intensify. His lips started to ease down her neck, and she gasped, her fingers digging into his broad shoulders, her head falling back as her hips picked up speed.

He licked and nipped his way down her throat and she gasped again, her lips pulling into a smile as his beard tickled her throat. His hips thrust up, meeting hers, and she moaned as his dick rubbed more firmly against her core.

Pausing where her neck met her shoulder, he tightened his arms around her, slowing her hips. “Do you want to slow down?”

Panting, she shook her head adamantly. “Why the hell would I want to do that?”

He huffed a laugh, his hot breath sending goosebumps dancing over her skin. “I don’t want to go faster than you’re ready for.”

Pulling away, she waited until his eyes met hers before she spoke. “I’m more than ready for this, Noah. Don’t stop.”

He searched her eyes, his green gaze glowing brightly. “You’re sure?”

“One hundred percent.”

His grin was tinged with relief, and then his eyes glinted with mischief. “Good.”

Before she could say anything else, he swung her to the side and down to the bed, and a split second later she was on her back. She giggled breathlessly as he followed, hovering over her as he pressed a kiss to her lips, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and biting down gently as he pulled.

“Now, where were we?”

Feeling dazed as his mouth went back to the juncture of her neck, she let her head fall back and her legs open a little more, gasping as his hips pressed into her. His hand eased up her form fitting tank top, and she held her breath as he got closer to his destination. Finally, after what felt like forever, his big hand cupped her breast, skin to skin, and she moaned.

The rough quality of his skin felt amazing, and as his palm rasped against her nipple, her eyes rolled back into her head. He slid his mouth across her collarbone, and she arched her back, loving the way his beard felt. He rolled his hips into hers, and white-hot heat flooded her body as she raised hers to meet him.

She thought her fingernails were going to draw blood as she dug them into his shoulders, but he didn’t seem to mind, and she couldn’t bring herself to care. He plucked at her nipple with his thumb and finger, and the need she felt for him overwhelmed her senses.

He suddenly reared back onto his knees and she started to protest until she realized he was pulling her tank top up. Raising her torso off the bed, she helped him, watching as he flung it aside, never taking his eyes off of her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Lily,” he said hoarsely, his voice strained.

Flushing, she shook her head, unable to make her voice work for a moment. “You make me feel beautiful, Noah.”

He smiled at her, his eyes warm, and then he cupped both of her breasts, squeezing and kneading, his eyes locked onto what he was doing. She arched her back and he leaned down, sucking one of her nipples straight into his mouth. Her eyes rolled back in her head as sensations streaked through her body, and when he suckled, it felt like there was a direct line from her nipple to her clit.

Her fingers went back to his shoulders and she held on tightly again, feeling her core flood with moisture as he suckled. He eased back, her nipple popping out of his mouth, and he trailed his lips to her other one, his beard rasping against her skin, lighting her nerve endings up.

Running his tongue around her nipple, he wet it thoroughly before taking it between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue. She gasped, her back arching more, her body held tight as a bowstring, as he took her other nipple between his fingers and plucked it.

He was playing with both at the same time and she thought she was going to surely lose her mind. Her middle was clenched almost painfully, but as much as she craved release, what he was doing to her felt far too delicious, and she didn’t want the torment to end.

Long, unending moments passed while he drove her insane with his mouth and fingers, and when he pulled back, she was panting with need. He hooked his fingers into her pajama bottoms and she lifted her hips as he eased them and her panties down.

For a split second, she felt shy, but then he sucked in a breath and groaned, his green eyes glowing brightly, and the feeling dissipated. He ran a finger softly over her seam, and she gasped, her hips jerking. He repeated the journey, and when he glanced up at her, his eyes were so full of heat that it felt like they burned her with a look.

“You’re so fucking wet already,” he said, his voice gravelly.

He popped his finger into his mouth and the sight of him sucking her moisture off made her core clench even tighter. That was so hot, hotter than she’d imagined something like that would be.