So Wrong It's Good: A Forbidden Romance

“You’re torturing me.” Spearing her fingers into his hair, she tried to pull him closer to her chest, pleading with her actions as well that she wanted this. But trying to move him was like moving a brick wall.

“That’s the last thing I want to do,” he said in this husky, arousal-laced voice.

Her insides turned to mush with him, and her instincts told her that this man would always be there for her.

Lake tightened her fingers in his hair, and he gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard. Blood rushed to the surface and swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled seconds all he did was suck on her breasts.

He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth, and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.

She was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she couldn’t comprehend anything because the ecstasy was far too intense. He slid his palm down her belly, pushed her skirt up and over her hips, and slid his hand down her underwear. At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Lake cried out.

“It’s so good.” She hadn’t meant to say the words out loud.

“Yeah, it really fucking does feel good, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so damn wet for me, so primed for my cock.” He slipped a thick finger into her pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “You want my cock, don’t you?”

She nodded, not able to speak.

“Yeah, you do.” He rubbed her even more. “This is all for me, baby. Tell me you’re this soaked for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy.” He murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.

“Reese, oh God, Reese...” The words fell from her lips like a plea. All she wanted was to be naked so they could rub themselves against each other. She wanted to grind herself on him, get off from that alone, and then do it all over again.

God, did she want to do that desperately. Lake let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.

Reese let out a hoarse sound in the back of his throat, grabbed her ass, and hauled her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed herself on his dick, rubbing her pussy on him. Hissing out a curse, he took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds.

He broke away only long enough to stride out of the living room and into her room.

Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him like she had never kissed another person before. Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated, she followed into his mouth.

He moved his lips down to her collarbones and dragged the muscle of his tongue across them. He moved them over her back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of the act.

Before she get could even take a breath, her back met the mattress, and then Reese was tearing her skirt and panties off. Before she knew what was happening, she was naked for him. He placed his hands on her knees and pried her legs apart slowly. Closer and closer he smoothed his hands down her inner thighs until he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.

“Look at me, baby. Watch as I touch you.”

Forcing herself up on her elbows so she could see what he was doing between her legs was harder than she thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through her veins. Reese lifted his gaze to her, and she held her breath.

“I want you to watch as I eat your pussy out and love every fucking minute of it.”

A high settled into her, and she parted her lips as he lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his gaze off of her.

And at the first lick of his tongue on her cleft she clenched the sheets in her hands and prayed that this would last forever.

Well, Reese had done it, asked Lake to marry him. He was ecstatic, elated, and happy, but he didn’t want to think about anything else aside from the here and now and making his woman come.

Fuck. Her pussy was the hottest damn thing he had ever tasted. When his mouth was only an inch from the soft, supple lips of her cunt, he broke eye contact with her and looked down at her slit. “Damn, baby, you’re so pink and wet for me.” He licked at her, sucked at her pussy lips, and then he ran his tongue up her cleft and sucked on her clit.