Forbidden Lust

16

Lourde

Like a struck match, his touch lingered and burned on my skin. I felt a warmth between my legs just thinking about it. I realized I wasn’t dreaming when I opened my eyes and the ache remained. I traced down to the pleasurable feeling of finding Barrett’s finger circling my nipple.

“Morning.” I moaned out. “That feels nice.”

He tugged at my nipple harder. “Ow!” I said, the pain only lasted a second, but the pleasure lingered.

“I’m not nice, dollface…”

I turned, finding his hooded gaze all over me. Wanting to talk to him about last night was important, but now, with his fingers circling my nipples, I couldn’t think straight.

“I’ve had nice. My exes were nice enough, but nice didn’t work out.”

I lay on my back as he dropped his hand, trailing the underside of my breasts, then slowly teasing down the column of my stomach. Every nerve ending already lit, fired on all cylinders.

“What do you want?” He groaned.

I arched my back and shut my eyes. “I want more of this.”

He chuckled, then stopped his hand from moving lower. “I bet you do.”

Breathless and confused, I opened my eyes and turned to him. “No one has to know, Barrett.”

“Once we can get away with, but twice?” He shook his head and began to get up.

No, this can’t be just once.

“You want me just as much as I want you, Barrett,” I blurted.

“I don’t want you, Lourde.” He flicked the covers off and sat up on the edge of the bed.

I ignored the stabbing pain and the flicker in his eyes. Adrenaline fueled my body as I leaped up. From behind, I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my naked body into his muscly back. Instantly, he gripped my arm, dragging me around and onto his lap.

Now wasn’t the time to be self-conscious as I lay naked before him. His eyes burned, anger and lust a deadly combination. One that knocked any self-consciousness out of me and replaced it with a throbbing ache.

Lowering my mouth to his, I said, “I don’t believe you.” With my free hand, I traced his ripped muscles, toying with the elastic waistband of his pants.

His hand fell around my throat, and I swallowed, staring into his jade eyes. I should be scared, but around him, I wasn’t. He lowered his face to mine. “Do you like making me mad?” His voice was gravelly low.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He paused. His gaze drifted to my lips. My heart pounded in my ear.

“Fuck it. I’m going straight to hell anyway.” His lips crashed into mine, and I gasped momentarily before desperately seeking his tongue.

Rough. Pure. Carnal. He squeezed my neck slightly, just enough to elicit insane pleasure. I ran my hands through his hair, tugging at the roots. His hand slid round the base my neck, tipping me so my spine curved, spilling my breasts forward.

A groan sounded from the back of his throat, and I knew he wanted this as much as I did. His teeth grazed my nipple. Biting down on it, I moaned in pleasure. His fingers spread me apart. Wasting no time, he dipped two fingers, dragging my wetness to my nub, then back down again.

I squeezed my body, absorbing his touch. “Barrett.” I panted.

“I like my name on your lips, dollface.”

I like you.

His erection pressed into my thigh. “Take these off,” I groaned, fumbling with the waistband of his pants.

“Impatient, are we?” He pushed me down onto the bed. Climbing on top of me, his strong arms pressed to either side of me.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, Lourde.” I sucked in a breath. He went to his side drawer and tore the corner of his condom with his teeth, slid his pants down, and let his erection spring free. I sucked my lips in at the sight of his massive engorgement. Fuck, the man was gifted, and I was wetter than hurricane season in Hawaii.

I grinned. “Hurry.”

His eyes flared as he finished rolling on the end of his condom.

“Lie on your stomach.”

I did as he said. My heart thumped erratically.

A blinding pain erupted on my ass. “Ouch!” Did he just spank me? Holy fuck. I throbbed for him.

He dipped his fingers into me quicker this time, and my breath escaped me.

“I’m the asshole, dollface, remember?” He plunged into me from behind, filling me deeply.

“Ah, fuck.” He hissed on a breath through gritted teeth.

I gripped the sheets between my fingers, taking everything he had to give me.

Fuck, I didn’t know how we fit. He was huge. But somehow, it was perfect. He stretched me with each thrust. Further and further, hitting my spot each time. I was so close. My body heated, and my nipples rubbed against the sheet at every thrust. Barrett grabbed my hair with one hand while his other hand rubbed my ass. He trailed the line of my ass, hovering over my back hole—oh fuck me. I pushed my hips up toward his finger.

“You an ass virgin, dollface?”