Devious Intentions (Carson Cove Scandals 3)

“Maybe.” She looked up at me, and I saw a half-smile form on her lips.

I knew there was something that she had to tell me, but I needed to feel those perfectly pouty lips against mine first. I pulled Leigh close, kissed her, and let my hands move along her gorgeous curves. For a moment, the rest of the world faded away entirely. We were just two people in each other’s arms that were spiraling towards the word love. My feelings for Leigh were so fucking intense, and I believed that she felt the same way about me, but we hadn’t said it out loud. It was no secret—our bodies said what our lips didn’t every time we were together. I didn’t just want her in my arms for one stolen afternoon or an evening that went longer than it should have. I didn’t want to hide from the world. We were trapped in our own version of what was necessary—I would have done anything to keep her safe, but the one thing I couldn’t do, was get her out of the devil’s lair unless she left on her own accord.

“I have to tell you what I heard…” Leigh gasped when our lips finally parted.

“I know.” I pulled her towards the couch and kissed her again as we sank down onto it. “Tell me…”

“I…” Leigh exhaled sharply and started to unfasten my shirt with her fingers.

“Well?” I kissed her neck and tugged at her clothes.

“It can wait a few minutes.” Leigh pushed my shirt off my shoulders and reached for my belt.

The passion overwhelmed whatever she had to tell me. It seized both of us like a frenzy. Maybe she needed to feel the fire that burned between us more than anything else in that moment. Maybe I was so scared of what she had to tell me that I was distracting her on purpose. The desire pushed everything else to the side and demanded to be satisfied. I teased Leigh’s skin with my lips as we removed our clothes. There was a frenzy in her eyes that was more intense than usual. She was no longer the timid virgin that blushed when I caught her spying on me—no longer afraid to feel the fury of full-blown passion. Her pussy was wet and ready for me as soon as her panties were on the floor beside us.

“I wish we could do this every night.” I pushed Leigh’s thighs apart and sank between them.

“One day maybe…” She gasped when my cock began to push into her wetness.

I gave Leigh a few gentle thrusts and then a couple of harder ones that pushed my cock as deep as it could go. Her nails dug into my back, and her hips moved in unison with my thrusts. We both needed the release, and there was no way that either of us was were going to hold back. I moved my hips faster with every thrust until our bodies were being slammed together, and the couch creaked underneath the fury of our desires. I felt the pressure in my balls build up quickly. Leigh was in the same spot as me—her pussy was moments from spasming on my length. I needed to feel it—it was the sweetest feeling in the world, and I was the only man who had ever experienced the beauty of her climax.

“Don’t stop, please!” Leigh’s head rolled back against the couch, and her back arched.

“Nothing in the world could make me stop,” I growled my response. “You’re going to come for me—as many times as I want.”

“Oh god!” Leigh’s nails dug into my back, and I felt her pussy start to spasm.

Leigh’s orgasms were intoxicating. I loved the way she started to shake right before they seized control. My lips seared to hers, and I ravaged her mouth with my tongue as soon as the first one began. I was close, but I wasn’t there yet. I wasn’t trying to hold back—my body just craved the feeling so much it wanted more. I continued to kiss Leigh as the first orgasm peaked, faded, and a second one built to the point of no return. She almost screamed when she climaxed for the second time, but our kiss silenced it. The pressure in my balls was turning into an ache. The pleasure overwhelmed me. Our lips separated, and a roar echoed in my throat as I felt her orgasm on my length.

“Oh, fuck I’m coming!” I threw my head back, and my body started to jerk.

My release made Leigh come for the third time. The exhilaration melded our pleasure together as we both tasted paradise at the same time. I didn’t stop driving my cock into her pussy until we were both spent. My balls were drained, and the frenzy in Leigh’s eyes faded into tranquilit

y. All of the strength had been seeped out of my body. I fell against the couch and pulled Leigh into my arms. That peaceful feeling was almost as good as the lust that preceded it. It was what we both needed, maybe for different reasons, but the origin of it was the same. We stayed tangled in our embrace for almost an hour before either of us moved.

“I heard something that I don’t really understand…” Leigh turned in my arms and looked up at me. “It was about your sister.”

“Jenny?” I snapped to attention immediately. “What did you hear?”

“Your dad said something about her being ready when the time was right.” Leigh looked away for a moment. “He also said he already got rid of your mom—and that you haven’t been a problem for years.”

“Do you know who he was talking to?” I shifted my weight so that I was sitting up.

“No, he was on the phone with someone.” Leigh sat up and shrugged. “That’s all I heard—then I had to hide so that he wouldn’t know that I was there.”

“You had to—hide?” My jaw tightened. “That’s it; you have to move out.”

“I don’t know if I was in any actual danger, I just didn’t want him to find out I heard his conversation.” Leigh put her hand on mine.

“You felt like you were in danger if you hid.” I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t want you in a situation like that.”

“Your father went to prison for a white-collar crime. I don’t think he would actually try to hurt me—do you?” Leigh tilted her head inquisitively.

“I’d like to say with absolute certainty that he wouldn’t, but I really don’t know what he’s fully capable of.” I sighed. “He’s really good at manipulating people’s emotions, and there were times I wished he would just hit me—it would have given me an excuse to hit him back.”

“Do you think he could be planning something illegal? You said he stole Jenny’s trust fund. Maybe this has something to do with the money he took…” Leigh raised her eyebrows as if she was contemplating the idea.

“It’s possible.” I nodded. “He shouldn’t be hurting for money after stealing Jenny’s trust fund, but my father is a greedy asshole, so I wouldn’t put it past him. He’ll have even more money that he doesn’t deserve after my grandfather passes.”