The Truce (London Suits 1)

“More.”

Finally, finally he put his head down between my legs, running his tongue over my slit and circling my clit expertly. I arched up off the bed.

“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.” My voice was almost incoherent.

My eyes rolled back in my head, the feel of his mouth, his tongue, his fingers sending my body into overdrive. I came hard, his hands holding me in place through the aftershocks.

“Good?” he asked, a satisfied grin on his face.

“Feel free to repeat that experience anytime.” Out of breath, completely spent, I yawned, once again overcome by tiredness. “Want me to return the favour?”

“Not tonight. You need sleep,” he insisted as he settled in next to me. Kissing my forehead, he pulled my T-shirt back down and tucked me under the covers.

17

Luke

The best thing to wake up to in the world? Olivia Payne, in my bed, looking sleepy and so fucking sexy. Reality would come soon enough for both of us—for now, I was enjoying her curled up next to me. Her caramel hair fanned out across my pillow, bright blue eyes flickering open as she blinked up at me.

“Morning,” I murmured.

She smiled drowsily and shifted in the bed, her leg coming into contact with my hard dick. Her ey

es jerked downward in surprise, and I laughed.

“Just a bit of morning wood, nothing to worry about.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Hmm, what are we going to do about that?” she asked in a low, throaty tone. She ran a finger lightly, casually, over my erection.

My breathing quickened.

Olivia wriggled closer, raining kisses over my body, moving lower, and lower. I lay back with a groan, looking at her through half-lidded eyes.

“What are you doing to me?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

She tugged at my boxers, pulling them off and freeing my dick. She placed a kiss on the tip of my erection, then parted her lips and swirled her tongue around the head.

“Fuuuuuck.” I moaned as she took my cock into her mouth, palming the base.

The feel of her wet, hot mouth and her tongue sliding over the sensitive head was indescribable. She opened her lips wider, taking more of my hardness into her mouth until my tip was hitting the back of her throat. She ran her hands over my balls, lightly scraping the sensitive skin behind them, sending shivers down my spine.

I was incapable of speech.

Her mouth.

Her tongue.

Fucking bliss.

She looked up at me, and our eyes met. Hers were darkened with desire, a sexy little moan slipping from her lips as she sucked my cock.

Fuck. Me.

I felt my balls tighten, and my body tensed.

I tried to pull out of her mouth, but she resisted, one slim hand holding me in place.

I came, hard, gripping the sheets, and she took everything I had.