Pressure (Valley Hospital Series Book 1) by Lillian Bryant Read Free Book Online Page A

liked. She sets her drink on the coffee table as we take a seat on the couch. She sits so close to me I can smell her floral scent. That mixed with the light beat of the music, the drinks from dinner, and the tequila… I’m beginning to feel a real buzz.
    “Are you comfortable?” She smiles and sips from her shot glass. I can already feel her heat wrapping around me.
    “Yes.” The word hangs in the dense air between us.
    She swallows down the rest of her tequila and sucks at the lime again. I lick my lips eager to taste hers.
    “I’m glad we didn’t go to the bar to meet up with my friends.”
    “Oh yeah? Why’s that?” My mouth pulls into a lopsided grin.
    “Because, being with you tonight is all that I want.” Her fingertips trail along my thigh, making my jaw tighten as she teases the tip of my dick.
    I finish my shot and then bring her mouth to mine in a rush. She tastes like tequila and a bitter bite of lime. My hands find purchase on her thighs, and my thumb traces under the line of her panties. Our kiss ignites as I draw a slow circle around her clit. She’s dripping for me, and at this moment I don’t care about holding back anymore, I’m going to give her what she asked for. I pull away from her coercive mouth, and her lip starts to tremble. My thumb pulses against her needy flesh, and she closes her eyes. She’s grinding her hips, trying to push her orgasm, so I stop. Her eyes open and her lips part. My fingers curl around the string of her panties.
    “You want me to let go… you want to see me lose control?” I wrench my hand, and her panties tear from her body. I drop the torn fabric to the floor. I take a moment and breathe her in, drink in her smell, and watch the curve of her breasts as they rise and fall in measured, deep, anticipating breaths. I have her all to myself… for now.
    Pushing the coffee table further from the couch, I kneel in front of her. My hands clasp around her hips, my fingers digging at her skin as I brusquely move her to the edge of the cushion. Having her here in my own apartment, poised and ready, it’s making me crazy. I want to break this girl down. She’s pulling my strings, pressing my buttons, untying every knot. Her pupils dilate under the low light as she locks her gaze on mine. Her bottom lip is between her teeth as I lift her right leg over my shoulder. My hand works up her leg; my teeth nip at her inner thigh. I place her left leg over my other shoulder, and she leans back on her elbows serving herself up to me.
    I lick a slow line, my tongue dipping inside her as I watch her head fall back. Her hand clutches my hair, pulling me closer as I tease her with my lips. She rocks her body, moving greedily against my face. I lap and suck, devouring her, fucking her with my tongue. She cries out and her legs start to shake. She tries to push me away as she comes hard, but I won’t stop, not until she crumbles. Her back arches as I push two fingers inside her.
    “Oh God. Please, Cole, I can’t… I—” Her plea is cut short as I bend my fingers inside her, my lips pulling, my tongue taking every bit of her I can. Bailey’s body quakes with pleasure as she calls out again, her hands roughly grip the back of my head as she tightens her thighs against me, practically riding my face. I moan against her as she shatters.
    Our breathing is harsh as I pull away. Her face is flush, and her legs are still shaking. We match each other's stare, and I take her hand in mine as we stand. The fabric of her dress falls down her legs. Her lips part as if she wants to speak, but I kiss her before she can. I don’t want her words right now. I’m so far gone with lust that all I can think about is turning her over this couch. My hands frame her face, our mouths moving together roughly as her fingers unbuckle my belt in a frenzy. Just as she tugs my zipper down, I pull away. I clasp her fucking hips in my hands and spin her around pushing her over the arm of the couch. I