Ruthless Saints

Actually, it’s been building since we met.

Carson yanks my shirt over my head, and grabbing hold of my hips, he pushes me back until I slam into the door.

The heat in his eyes makes my abdomen clench with need, and then his mouth burns a hot path down my neck. When he reaches my breast, his teeth clamp down on the sensitive flesh beneath the lacy bra.

Carson keeps going lower until he’s kneeling in front of me. His eyes lock on mine as he undoes my jeans and drags them down my legs.

Holy hotness.

I step out of my sneakers and then kick the jeans to the side.

Carson’s hands move up my legs, from my calves to my hips, and then he tugs my panties down and buries his face between my legs.

“Oh, yes,” I gasp as my hands find his hair.

He lifts my leg over his shoulder, and the moment his breath fans over my clit, my head falls back against the door. Using his tongue and teeth, he assaults me in a way I’ve never been assaulted before. I tighten my grip on his hair as sounds begin to escape from me, everything from moans to whimpers to sighs of ecstasy.

My climax builds quickly, and my body curls forward as my mouth opens on a pleasure-filled cry. The orgasm spasms through me, ripping shudders from my body until it feels like I’m having a seizure.

My legs go numb, and I sink down in front of Carson, slumping against his chest.

I can’t form words.

I can’t move.

I can only feel.

Carson’s hands frame my face, and lifting my mouth to his, he makes me taste myself on his lips and tongue as he kisses whatever air I have left from my lungs.

I’m a gasping mess of numb limbs when his arms slip beneath me, and he stands, lifting me to his chest. He carries me to his bedroom and drops me in the middle of the bed.

I only take in a dark gray bedspread, and then Carson is all I see as he braces himself over me.

“I’m going to fuck you,” he says, his voice low and almost sounding deadly.

I nod quickly.

“Hard,” he grinds the word out through clenched teeth.

I nod again.

True to his word, Carson’s hands move hard over my abdomen and up toward my breasts. His touch is biting as he squeezes both my breasts in his palms, and then the lace is torn in half.

His teeth latch onto my nipple, and my back arches. He removes my hands from his shoulders and pins them against the mattress on either side of my head, and then he stares at my bare torso.

“Fucking perfect.” Letting go of my hands, he orders, “Keep your arms there.”

The command makes heat flare through my veins. “Okay.”

When he grabs hold of the hem of his shirt and yanks it off, I can only stare.

There are tattoos everywhere. Tears cover his right shoulder, and as they spiral down his arm, they become smaller until they end with a tiny one on the back of his wrist.

There’s a double-headed eagle tattooed over his chest and an eight-pointed star on each of his collarbones.

Carson’s abs look like they’re carved from solid rock, and I end up counting eight before my attention is stolen by the fact that he’s stepping out of his pants.

I’ve never seen anything hotter, and it makes me squirm with need.

Yep, my wildest fantasies have nothing on Carson.

“I’m going to enjoy your body,” I say, not hiding the fact that I’m impressed with his cock.

“Not before I’ve had my fill of yours,” he says as he takes hold of my thighs and spreads me wide open. “I’m going to take you bare.”

“You clean?” I ask.

He nods.

“Then we’re good.”

Chapter 12

CARSON

When I have Hailey spread wide before me, I place my hands on her hips and drink in the feel of her skin as I move them up to her hard nipples.

I crawl over her until her legs hang over mine, and then I lick her skin all the way from her sternum to her chin. The taste of her is intoxicating, and it strips me of the last of my control.

I bring a hand to her jaw, and gripping her tightly, I keep her locked in place as my mouth takes hers, rough and hungry, wet and dirty.

I thrust my cock against her clit and up to her abdomen before grinding back down.

“Ah,” the sound explodes from Hailey’s mouth into mine.

Pushing my upper body up into a kneeling position, and taking hold of my cock, I line it with her entrance. I place my hands on her abdomen, my fingers digging into her sides, and as I lock eyes with her, I thrust hard.

Hailey gasps, her body arching as her warmth wraps tightly around me. My lips part, and then my body takes over as I begin to move relentlessly. The sound of our skin slapping mixes with the moans spilling from Hayley.