Caiden (A MacLaughlin Family Novella Book 2) by Krystal Shannan Read Free Book Online Page A

around her torso, but she dropped it and got past him.
    He laughed and twisted, surprising her with his speed. She squealed as he wrapped an arm around her bare torso and lifted her from the ground. “Gotcha.”
    “We are going to be late.”
    “It’s my birthday. They won’t start without me.”
    “They’ll know.”
    “And.” He dropped her on the bed and fell onto the mattress next to her.
    She swatted his arm playfully. “You are terrible.”
    “You love it.”
    “I love you.” She paused and met his surprised gaze. It’d just slipped out. She hadn’t meant to put him on the spot.
    He brushed his knuckles against her cheek and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her lips. “I love you more.”
    Her heart melted at his words. There was no hesitation. Nothing was forced. He loved her. She could see the adoration in his eyes.
    He trailed his hand down her abdomen and toyed with her labia, teasing her pussy with feather-light caresses. She was already wet and needy for him. Not having her way with him would be far greater torture than the teasing glances she would get from his brothers for being late to the family lunch.
    “Please,” she whispered.
    “Changing your tune now, are we, sugar?”
    She nodded. He slid two fingers into her vagina and stroked firmly, making her hips arch up into his touch. His thumb circled her clit and she moaned.
    “You want me now?”
    “Yes,” she hissed, before sucking in a quick breath to stave off the rising tide of an orgasm. She’d much rather enjoy the climax with him inside her, but it was really up to him. He always seemed to be able to manipulate her body to do exactly as he bid it. If he wanted her to come now, she wouldn’t be able to stop it from happening.
    He withdrew his hands and stood. Where the hell was he going? His finger crooked and he motioned her to follow him. She slid from the bed and padded across the room following him to the leather armchair in the corner of his bedroom. It was a beautiful chair —rounded edges, curves and lines that made it different than anything she’d ever seen before. The back was barely waist height. No way!
    Before she could process the naughty way he intended to use the chair he’d pushed her naked body over the back of the chair. She gasped as the cold leather seared her naked body. It was quickly forgotten when his hands began fondling her pussy from behind.
    The snap of his pants and the crinkle of a condom wrapper sent a shiver down her spine. He stepped between her thighs and his hard erection prodded her wet and throbbing opening.
    She grabbed the armrests and held tightly as he sheathed himself deep inside her pussy. He increased his speed and the pressure inside built again, swirling inside her like electric currents caught in a tornado. It was coming fast. Lights flashed inside her eyes and she crested wave after wave of ecstasy, screaming his name.
    He jerked and stiffen inside her. His fingers dug into her hips and he thrust once more. She relished every second of their lovemaking sessions and was always disappointed when he finally withdrew, never wanting to break the connection.
    She stood and turned just as his magnificent ass disappeared around the corner into the bathroom. Licking her lips, she smiled contentedly. Then bent and grabbed his pants and underwear from the floor and fled the bedroom to the hallway bathroom. She stuffed the clothes into the cabinets under the sink and then sprinted back to the bedroom.
    Water was running in the sink. He hadn’t seen her leave. She grinned and slipped into the underwear and bra he’d stolen from her and tossed onto foot of the bed. Her dress was hanging on a hook on the inside of the bedroom door. She meandered over to it and slowly took it down and slipped it over her head.
    His naked body stood in front of her when she turned to look for her shoes. A squeak of surprise slipped between her lips.
    “Where are my pants, sugar?”
    “What