3 Seconds (Time for Love Book 6) by Bethany Lopez Read Free Book Online

I’d picked her up after a show, but by
the time we got to her place I wasn’t feeling it anymore. She
wanted to talk about the show and was pouring more drinks, and all
I wanted to do was get some shuteye. I’d already had a few to
drink, nothing to eat, and was exhausted and cranky, so I gave her
an ultimatum. I’m not proud of it, and every time I think about it,
I feel bad.”
    “Did she do
it?”
    He searched my
face, as if gauging my reaction. He must have seen that I wasn’t
disgusted or angry with him, so he grinned and replied cockily, “Of
course.”
    I pulled my
pillow from beneath my head and wacked him on the face.
    “Pig.”
    “I never claim
to be anything else, Freckles,” he drawled.
    I put my pillow
down and sat up, my sheet falling to my waist and exposing my
breasts.
    “I think
there’s a lot more to you than that,” I replied softly, arching my
back when his hands came up to cup my breasts, his thumbs teasing
my nipples. I moved my hand underneath the covers, and found him
already hard and ready for me.
    I leaned down
to kiss him, moaning against his lips when he pinched my nipples
hard. He opened his mouth for me and I swept in, suddenly driven by
hunger and need. Lifting my leg and swinging it over, I straddled
him and began to slide my throbbing wet center over him, stopping
to tease the head of his cock as I moved. I repeated this motion,
unashamed at how quickly aroused I became with him. If his groans
were any indication, he was just as ready as I was, and that fact
turned me on even more.
    “Turn around,”
he said gruffly, and although his request surprised me, I complied
with his orders.
    Not quite
graceful, I turned so I was straddling him the other way, with my
face toward his feet, and my ass on display. I felt a moment of
panic at this new position, then his hands came to my hips and
lifted me, and I looked down to watch him slide into me.
    “Ohhh,” I
murmured, my vision getting blurry around the edges as desire raged
inside of me. Then it clicked, “Condom,” I spat when I realized
we’d gotten carried away.
    I heard Brendan
curse, then eased off of him so he could turn to get the packet off
the nightstand. He made quick work of the wrapper, rolled it on,
then his hands were back at my hips. This time he held me still as
he thrust up in me. My head still down, I watched in fascination
and filled with a fire I never new existed as I watched him thrust
in and out.
    “Move,” Brendan
said through clenched teeth, and I realized that I’d been more of a
spectator than participant, so I leaned forward, clasped my hands
around his thighs, and began to rock.
    “Deep, so very
deep,” I whispered as I moved with him, his cock seeming to fill
every inch of me. I felt my release starting to build, so I leaned
forward and closed my eyes as my breath caught and my body began to
burn. Realizing that I was about to come, and unsure of how close
Brendan was, I moved my hand up his thigh and then down to cup his
balls.
    We’d only had a
few sexual encounters, but I’d already learned that this was a
trigger for him, and would make him come hard.
    “Shit,” I heard
him say from behind me, and I knew he was close, so I began pumping
with all my might, focusing on my own release as I lightly rolled
his balls in the palm of my hand.
    Pleasure
crashed through me, just as I heard him shout, so I braced myself
against his thighs and rocked back and forth, milking the orgasms
out of both of us.
    Both panting
heavily and slick with sweat; I eased myself off of Brendan and
fell backwards onto the bed, not caring where I landed. I felt the
bed shift, and heard the water running a few moments later. Content
and satiated, I flipped over onto my belly, bent one knee to get
comfortable, and lifted my hair off of my neck, before closing my
eyes and humming contentedly in the back of my throat.
    I felt
Brendan’s hand run along the length of my back as the bed
depressed, signaling his movements.