Can't Tie Me Down! (Sinclair Sisters 1)

“Aye, Rusty, it’s your Keir.”

His tone was deeply possessive, but even that wasn’t enough to distract her from the sensation of his tongue flicking her clit. Her muscles tightened. Her mouth fell open. She couldn’t see anything but the lights going off in her head. She couldn’t feel anything but Keir’s masterful touch. She couldn’t hear anything but the blood rushing through her veins. She was wound up tight, teetering on the edge of a fall that was going to shatter her into a thousand glorious pieces. There was no controlling it. Her body wasn’t her own anymore. It belonged to Keir.

“Give it to me now, Rusty.” His voice was a husky breath she felt against her clit.

Obedience was instant. Her whole body spasmed as pure, unadulterated pleasure detonated inside her. It started at her clit and shot out until it hit her fingers and toes, and every inch of her body sang with pleasure.

She felt Keir’s hands on her stomach as they slid up to cover her breasts. He squeezed her sensitive mounds, causing an aftershock that had her calling out his name.

“You are so bloody gorgeous.”

It was impossible to answer. She was floating in a place she never wanted to leave. Strong hands curved under her knees and tugged her body down the bed until her backside was hanging off it. Mairi struggled to lift her eyelids, which suddenly weighed about ten pounds each. When she got her eyes open, what she saw stole the air from her lungs.

Keir was kneeling between her legs, the head of his cock poised at her entrance. He was hard and ready for her, and just looking at him made her feel desperately empty. His hand fisted his cock and he stroked, once, twice. In his other hand, he held a condom, and as she watched, he slowly rolled it down his length, making Mairi’s mouth water at the sight.

“You ready for me, Rusty?”

At the sound of his dark voice, Mairi’s gaze jumped to his face, and her heart missed a beat. His eyes were ablaze with desire and possession. But more than that, Mairi saw something she hadn’t seen for years. Something that would have terrified her if she hadn’t been riding the waves of his attention—she saw love.

“Aye,” he said with a slow, wicked smile, “you’re ready for me.”

As her brain struggled to make sense of what she’d seen, he lined his hard length up with her opening and slowly entered her. Mairi grasped his arms as he held her hips tight, to keep her exactly where he wanted her. The coiled tension in his muscles made her shudder. He was strong, overwhelmingly so, and in that moment, his strength belonged to her. With their eyes locked together, she didn’t miss the need, hope and longing she saw in his gaze. It was all there, laid bare for her as he made himself vulnerable. The sight was terrifying, and she almost wanted to stop him before he was fully seated inside of her. This wasn’t meant to be about longing. It was only about touch and her need to sate the hunger that consumed her every minute of every day. A need only Keir could satisfy. That was all she wanted. She didn’t want his heart. And that was what he was offering her. It was there, in the look in his eyes and in the reverence on his face as he joined them together.

“Too much,” she said, meaning everything he was offering her.

“Never.”

“Keir?” Fear made her tremble. Not of the act, but of the emotion.

He leaned over her and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. There was no pretense that he didn’t understand what she was feeling; he just gave her a sad little smile.

“You don’t owe me anything, Rusty. Just feel, gorgeous. That’s all you need to do.” And then he pulled back and plunged back into her, deep and wonderfully hard.

The moment of fear and vulnerability was shattered as Mairi’s eyes closed at the sensation of his steel shaft filling her. When she looked back up at him, everything she thought she’d seen in his eyes was gone, and she wondered if she’d imagined it.

Keir smiled wickedly as he slowly withdrew from her body. “Feel free to come at any time,” he said with an evil glint in his eye. “Your gorgeous mouth took the edge off for me, and now I can take my time. And I plan to take a very long time, Rusty.” With that, he leaned forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth.

Mairi was lost. All she could do was lie there, spinning in a world of pure sensation, while Keir mastered her body. He kept a slow, steady pace inside of her, just enough to keep her on edge, but not enough to send her over, and all the while he tortured her sensitive breasts with his tongue and teeth.

“I’m going to kill you if you don’t make me come.” The words came out in a husky, panting breath.

Her answer was a wicked chuckle. Mairi fought back the only way she knew how: she clenched the muscles inside of her slick channel. There was a loud groan as Keir’s steady rhythm faltered. His head fell forward, and his shoulders clenched. It was a beautiful sight, so Mairi repeated her torture.

Dark, dangerous eyes looked up at her. “You’ll pay for that.”

“I hope so. You going to speed things up now?”

“Aye.” He gripped her hips and plunged deep inside her.

There was no teasing after that. He pummeled into her, until her mind was nothing but a swirl of color, and her body shuddered with pleasure. A hand slid between their bodies. A thumb strummed her clit. And Mairi was soaring. She heard a long groan of pleasure as Keir followed her into the abyss.

Spent

and panting, Mairi held on to Keir as she floated back to earth. His weight was a welcoming blanket, and his heat made her still spasming muscles ease. Liquid bones made movement impossible. All she could do was lie there under Keir, breathing him in and filling herself with his scent.

“Witch,” Keir grumbled as he pressed a kiss into the crook of her neck. “You sabotaged my plan.”

“Your plan was to drive me insane.”