Lust's Rhythm (Heart of Fame Book 10) by Lexxie Couper Read Free Book Online Page B

both from the music conservatorium and on the concert-playing circuit, who had fallen pregnant after a one-night stand. She wasn’t going to be one of them.
    One-night stand? Do you really think that’s what this is? You may have thought you were just going to fuck Jed out of your system when you saw him at the party, but you know this is so much more now.
    Chloe swallowed, studying the condom packet in her fingers.
    She did know it was more. She felt that in her very soul. But what did Jed feel? With all their playful talk of marriage, if he seriously did ask her to marry him tonight, she’d say yes. Without hesitation. It was insane, crazy, probably foolish, but that’s the way it was. He stirred… something in her, not just the sexual response she’d expected. Something, she suspected, profound. But did he feel the same? Did he want more after tonight? And what would her father do if he discovered—
    “Fuck,” she muttered, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “Way to kill the mood, dickhead.”
    Spinning on her heel, she strode back to the bedroom.
    Jed lay stretched spread-eagle on the bed, scarves still circling his wrists and ankles.
    “I’ve been thinking about our wedding,” he said as she crossed to the bed.
    Her tummy clenched. “You have?”
    He nodded, his gaze fixed on her as she pressed one knee onto the mattress at his side. “How do you feel about cheeseburgers for the reception?”
    Lifting the condom packet to her mouth, she caught the corner and tore at it.
    “I think,” she said, holding his stare as she removed the pre-lubricated, neon-purple, ridged-and-studded prophylactic from the foil square, “chicken might be better.”
    His chest shook as she tossed the empty packet over her shoulder. “Better for the lactose-intolerant guests?”
    She nodded, positioning herself on her knees astride his thighs. “And we have to think of the guests, after all, don’t we.”
    “We do,” he rasped as she moved her hands to his jutting, twitching cock and covered its head with the purple condom. “They’re the ones giving us the awesome pres…”
    The rest of presents turned into a raw moan as Chloe sheathed his entire length in slick silicone.
    Lifting her stare to his face, she met his eyes.
    His nostrils flared. “I’m not going to last long, Chloe.”
    His confession flooded her core with liquid heat and her soul with warm joy.
    “’Cause you’re an old bastard with staying issues?” she joked, her voice husky. Oh God, she felt like she was burning up, and he hadn’t even entered her yet.
    How could it be this…this…amazing? Why did she feel like they were connecting in a way far more significant than physically?
    “’Cause I lost myself to you, irrevocably and irretrievably, four years ago,” he answered.
    Chloe swallowed. “Will you marry me, Jed Brody?” she whispered.
    He smiled. “Fuckin’ oath I will, babe,” he whispered back, a heartbeat before she aligned his cock to her sex and impaled herself on his length.

Chapter 5
    S he came two thrusts before he did.
    Jed had no hope of controlling himself.
    The very second her tight, exquisite muscles enveloped his length, the battle was over. Done. Pleasure unlike any he’d ever experienced rushed through him, overwhelmed him.
    He tried to stave off the inevitable. Tried to hold it at bay. He thought of his upcoming meeting with his financial advisor for a wobbly second. Sang his old school song in his head for another one.
    When he realized he had no hope of control, he surrendered to it and to Chloe and to the perfection of their joining. Thrust up into her as she rode his length. Ached to feel her hips, her butt, her waist beneath his palms even as he reveled in the binds she’d tied around his wrists.
    He watched pleasure etch her face, his thrusts and heart growing wilder at the sight. Her moans and pants and whimpers fed his desire. Her contracting, squeezing muscles propelled him faster to the brink of