Saving Me (Finding You #3) by Amanda Mackey Read Free Book Online

to eat.”
    I let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a laugh and a mew, the sensation of him kneading my butt cheeks, pulling me in tighter to his still semi-hard length, distracting me.
    Moving his hands around to the front of my skirt, I sat up, wondering what he was going to do next. He bunched my skirt up to view my shaved folds with him still fully sheathed deeply inside.
    I could feel my cheeks boiling. “What are you doing?”
    “Tattooing that into my mind! I want that vision in my head even when I’m sleeping.” His thumb gently rubbed the skin close to where I was still open to him. As his eyes crawled up to mine, I hissed at the emotion in his eyes. Was it awe? I couldn’t tell as I hadn’t seen that look before.
    “Jesus! That’s an image I want imprinted forever. Look down, baby. Look at us. Like this. You wrapped around me so perfectly.”
    Embarrassed, I lowered my eyes to where we were joined, feeling him twitch and harden more inside me. I could tell it pleasured him to watch me getting an eyeful and I must admit there was something so intimate about the vision, the fire that had simmered to an ember, began re-igniting.
    “Unnnn…” It was all I could offer him by way of a response, feeling the need for friction.
    “Undo the buttons on your blouse for me.”
    I didn’t argue, wanting him to look at me with carnal fire. When the gentle breeze picked my blouse up, parting it to reveal my breasts, Kyle’s fingers started their assault on my still hard nipples. It was blessed torture. Pain and pleasure combined.
    His eyes blazed as he sat up so that I was astride him and we were eye to eye. He pushed the hair back from my face. I wound my legs around him tightly as I nipped his bottom lip. “This is how I like it. Like this. I feel so full.”
    “Don’t look away from me. I want to see every emotion you’ve got to give me, angel. I want to see what I do to you.”
    I was a goner at his words. I was going to show this man just how much I idolized him. Ripping his tee shirt up and over his head, I clawed at his toned shoulders, licking my lips.
    His right eye twitched at the gesture and I knew he was holding back his restraint. “You’re in control, angel, but if you keep licking your lips, I’m going to lose the last remaining ounce of willpower I have left.”
    I grinned, loving it. All the while I was moving in circles on him as he was talking, watching him slowly come apart. I could tell he was having trouble keeping his eyes open when sensation gripped him, his breathing sharp. Jaw locked.
    I continued the leisurely torture, drawing his pleasure from him at an agonizing pace, watching every muscle in his face react to my movement.
    “Am I going too slow for you?” I teased, my thumb tracing his top lip as I slanted my head on an angle.
    “Let’s just say I’m on the verge of rolling you over and showing you no mercy,” Kyle snarled.
    I threw my head back and laughed fully, pushing my breasts out, feeling the sensation in my core as my body shook.
    I squeezed my thighs hard and then brought my gaze back to Kyle’s. He looked like he had crossed the threshold into a dark, forbidden place, his glance laced with danger. Before I knew what had happened I was on my back, knees into my chest, Kyle’s elbows either side of my head, his face so close I could feel his warm, raspy breaths against my lips.
    “You really shouldn’t have done that.”
    Feigning innocence, I asked, “Done what?”
    “Laugh while sitting on top of me and then clenching those sweet thighs so tightly around me.” His mouth found mine for a minute and I fed on his heated, ripe lips, whimpering into his mouth. Bliss had never felt so good.
    Pulling away briefly, he sucked my ear and whispered, “Brace yourself.”
    I grabbed onto both his shoulders, and with both legs tightly wrapped around his thighs there was nowhere I could go other than the stars.
    With unrelenting drive he powered into me