hollow of my throat, the valley between my breasts, then down to my stomach, and finally placing a wet, open-mouthed kiss on my pubic bone before dipping his tongue lower.
He trailed his tongue down, circling my clit and making my body ache with need before dipping his chin and pressing his tongue inside me with a raspy growl that vibrated through me. He continued to alternate, dragging his teeth over my sensitized skin and driving his fingers deep inside me while he sucked and licked until my entire body ached for release. He rose above me, reached down and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft and guided him inside me. Then I cried out as he buried himself to the hilt before pulling out and driving back in again. Over and over he pounded into me, his mouth dropping to my neck, my shoulder, his teeth biting into my skin as my entire body tightened around him, catapulting both of our orgasms. His deep groan and my loud cry filled the room as we found our release.
He collapsed down on top of me, and we stayed that way for what seemed like forever. Our breathing slowly drifted from hard and fast to slow and steady, our bodies remaining connected in the most intimate of ways throughout it all.
With his face buried in my neck, he lifted his hand up and ran his fingers whisper-soft down my cheek.
“Stay with me, tonight. Whatever happens tomorrow, whenever you have to walk away from me, I want to always have tonight,” he whispered in my ear and incapable of speaking, the only thing I could do was nod against him.
It was like he knew what we had could never be.
Hours later, once he’d finally drifted off to sleep, I carefully crawled out of his bed and got dressed, allowing myself one last look at him. I committed all of it to memory, from his furrowed brow to his dark lashes down to his full lips and the graze of stubble that covered his jaw.
Then the inevitable guilt hit me like a sledgehammer.
I knew I had been weak. His smell, his touch, his taste—all of it had overwhelmed me, and unable to resist the temptation, I’d given in.
I knew that being with him, sleeping with him, giving in to him would irrevocably change me. But even knowing that, I’d barely put up a fight.
The choice I made was exactly what I needed but also posed the biggest threat to my future happiness. My actions bore consequences I did not want to contemplate, let alone experience. But that would be my cross to bear, and the penance I would have to pay.
Because in that moment, seeing Barrett at his most unguarded, in his most vulnerable state, he both took my breath away and tore at my heart.
A heart that I could no longer deny now belonged to two men.
End of Part Two.
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Feel – Part Three and the stunning conclusion to the Sovereign Series
I’m in love with two men. One came crashing into my life like a whirlwind, equal parts thrill and destruction. The other is like a calm sea, weathering the storm with me, offering me comfort and stability and promising to fight for me until the bitter end.
I have to make a decision. Who do I choose?
Barrett Matthews is a force to be reckoned with, and he has made it his mission to win me over.
Aiden Lawrence has had a piece of my heart from the very beginning and has never let me down.
Both men can make me happy; both men can keep me safe.
In the end, my heart will break whoever I choose.
My only hope is that I can survive the decision I make.
Excerpt from Feel – Part Three of the Sovereign Series
It was the very next day after I’d snuck out of Barrett’s bed when my world was turned upside down.
I sat at my desk going over the cover proofs for the new magazine when I was interrupted by loud voices arguing outside my office.