On the Steamy Side - Louisa Edwards [83]
“Oh, Christ,” he said. “I didn’t think . . . I don’t have anything to protect you . . . Do you?”
“You don’t keep condoms in the bedside table?” Lilah shrieked. “What kind of den of iniquity is this?”
“Sorry,” Devon said. He didn’t know it was possible to laugh when he was this hard. “If you give me a second, I can go get one.”
Lilah gripped his waist with her thighs, though, and growled—honest to fuck growled at him—and that was it. Devon was done.
“Come here,” he rasped, dragging her down to him. He pried open her jaw with one hand and sucked her tongue into his mouth. Their lower bodies writhed together, legs and hips working feverishly. Devon got a hand on the small of her back and pushed until he felt the tender head of his cock forge through the petal-soft folds of her sex.
She was open around him, mouth and legs and arms and sex, and Devon thrust up, letting his dick ride the slick seam of her body and scrape over the tiny nub of her clitoris.
Lilah shuddered and clamped down even harder over him, pushing the heat of herself over him from root to tip, trapping Devon’s straining erection against his own stomach.
She moaned and shivered and moved on top of him, and he forced his eyes open to see her.
Lilah was a thing of beauty in the midst of mindless passion. Dark brows drawn tight in concentration, eyes buttoned shut. Her hips danced against his, the pressure maddening and perfect and everything Devon needed in this moment.
He wanted her exactly like this, transported and uninhibited, gloriously selfish in her pursuit of her own elusive pleasure.
His shaft still outside her body, yet sliding smoothly in her cleft, she ground down on him in a circular motion that made a series of husky groans spill from her throat and tremors shake her thighs. She hung there, suspended, and Devon encircled her back with his arms and pressed her down hard while thrusting up with all his strength.
One last pass of his painfully hard prick through the searing softness of her, and he exploded between them in jets of white.
Lilah was like warm cream against him, all limp and pliant in the aftermath. Devon’s back started to hurt where his spine had been ground into the floor, and if they didn’t get up soon they were going to end up glued together, but he couldn’t seem to make himself care.
After long moments of doing nothing more than passing breath back and forth and tracking the slowing of their heartbeats, Lilah shifted and sat up.
Unsure of what he’d see on her expressive face, Devon folded his arms behind his head and schooled his expression to simple satisfaction.
She gazed down at him, the picture of heavy-lidded sensuality.
“Well. I certainly never did it that way before.”
“What way? On the floor or without actual penetration?”
“Both,” she clarified, without a trace of a blush. Devon smiled. He’d fucked the blush right out of her.
“Did you like it?”
“I did.” She looked thoughtful. “I don’t know what you’ve got against a bed, though. Too conventional for you?”
“Next time,” he promised her.
“Oh-ho, so you think there’s going to be a next time, do you?” Lilah said, grinning down at him. She appeared perfectly comfortable nude and smeared with the evidence of Devon’s passion.
Devon admitted to himself that he could easily get addicted to the sight.
“There’ll be a next time,” he said. “I’ve got proximity and your sense of adventure on my side.”
“Mmm,” she purred, drooping against him. “I like that. Adventure. You know, you’re probably the only person in the world who sees me like that. Or sees it as a good thing.”
“Maybe I’m the only one who stands to benefit directly from it.”
“Oooh, standing,” she said, sounding delighted. “Let’s try it that way next.”
Devon groaned, but his cock lengthened and gave a twitch of interest. “Christ. I’ve created a monster.”
Lilah leveled him with a pointed stare. It was very effective in the nude. “You created nothing. And don’t swear.”
“All right, all right. Geez. Bossy,” Devon grumbled, but there was a warm glow of pleasure in his chest.
“That’s my job,” she said.
Devon