The Good Girl In My Bed (Dangerous Desire Book 2)

The Good Girl In My Bed (Dangerous Desire Book 2) by Lexxie Couper Read Free Book Online

Book: The Good Girl In My Bed (Dangerous Desire Book 2) by Lexxie Couper Read Free Book Online
Authors: Lexxie Couper
Tags: General Fiction
there.”
    She watched me, lips parted.
    I smoothed my palms up and down the length of her arms, and then once again skimmed my thumbs against the side swell of her breasts.
    Her hands curled into fists as she arched her spine, pushing her chest upward. “Please, Lucas.”
    I lowered my head, nibbling on her throat, her collarbone, the curve of her shoulder, and back to her throat.
    She moaned again, the sound turning shaky when I moved my mouth to her left nipple.
    I touched the tip of my tongue to its hardened tip, a gentle caress I followed with an equally gentle stream of exhaled air.
    Once more, she arched her back, her eyes fluttering closed. “Lucas…” she repeated. “Please.”
    I lost myself to the perfection of her breasts, first one and then the other, and then back to the first, never sucking completely on her nipple, just teasing and tasting and flicking with my tongue.
    I knew her orgasm threatened to crash through her when her body began to tremble. She fought with herself, opening and closing her fists above her head.
    My dick grew harder at the sight of her fraying control, her struggle. I continued to run my hands over her ribcage, arms, throat, and breasts. I was in pain, not just from my trapped boner, but from strangling my own desire to take her there and then.
    Exquisite, tormented pain.
    When her hips began to thrust up to mine in increasingly erratic speed, I knew she was on the edge of eruption.
    Only then did I close one hand over her breast, framing her nipple with two fingers, and drew her other nipple deeply passed my lips and teeth.
    I sucked on it with ravenous hunger even as I massaged it with my tongue.
    “Oh God.” She bucked beneath me, clawing at my shoulders.
    I sucked harder, my own lust threatening to undo my resolve to drown her in tender passion.
    “Lucas…” She panted my name over and over as I continued to suck, shuddering as she came, gouging at my back with her nails.
    Finally, the trembles left her, and her hands slid from my shoulders to the bed.
    “Oh boy,” she murmured. “Oh man, that was good.”
    Unable to stop my smile, I levered back onto my knees and watched her attempt to recoup from her orgasm.
    Ronnie, post-climax, is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
    Chest heaving, she looked up at me through her eyelashes, a smile curling her lips. “Wow.”
    “Wow,” I echoed, shifting one of her legs until I no longer kneeled between them.
    “I’ve told you before how incredibly talented you are, right?”
    I chuckled at her husky question. “You have.”
    She nodded, her eyes closing, one hand tangling in her bangs. “Good. I’d hate for you not to know that.”
    “I’d hate for you to think we’re finished,” I said, hooking my fingers beneath the elastic waistband of her sweatpants. I tugged them down over hips.
    “Oh God, yeah…” she whispered, wriggling on the bed enough for me to remove them completely from her body.
    A soft gasp escaped her, an arousing mix of anticipation and delight.
    Risking loss of control, I removed my own clothes and spent a lifetime exploring her beautiful, naked body with my mouth and hands. I touched her with delicate fingers and caresses. Explored the sensitive dips of her elbows, the backs of her knees, the angles of her hipbones.
    I bathed her pussy over and over with my tongue; I laved her clit time and again, bringing her to that incredible edge more than once.
    When she begged me to be inside her, I made her come with my tongue, and as she was riding the crest of her climax, I slid up her body and sank my entire length into her, embedding myself to the balls in her tight, wet heat.
    “Oh God,” she cried out, arching into my thrust.
    I rolled my hips, moving inside her. Thank fucking God she was on the pill, because I couldn’t have handled the feel of a condom separating us.
    “Yes,” she moaned. “Oh yes. Yes.”
    Pleasure filled her voice, her face.
    If I died right then, I would

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