The Naughty List Bundle - Kylie Adams [71]
Sawyer groaned as she pressed against his pelvis, rocking gently. She felt the immediate rise of his erection along with his accelerated breaths. “Honey, slow down.”
She had no intention of listening to him. Moving quickly to the side, she caressed him from shoulders to hip. His hands fell to the mattress, and his body stiffened. Honey bent and kissed his chest. “I love how you feel, Sawyer, how you smell, and how you…taste.”
He caught his breath, then let it out in a whoosh when her mouth began trailing kisses down his chest to his abdomen. Both of his hands cupped her head, his fingers tangling gently in her long hair.
Her hand wrapped tightly around his erection, holding him secure, giving him fair warning of her intent. She heard a low growl and knew it was Sawyer.
Rubbing her face over his muscled abdomen, she whispered, “You know how you’ve done this to me?”
“This?” The word was a strangled gasp.
“Mmm, this,” she clarified, and lightly ran her tongue down the length of his penis.
“Damn.” His entire body jerked and strained, his hands tightening in her hair.
“And…this.” She gently raked her teeth over him, down and then back up again.
“Honey.” “
And this.” His body lurched as her mouth closed hotly around him. She’d had no idea that pleasuring him would pleasure her, as well, but her heart raced with the incredible scent and taste of him and the muttered roughness of his curses. He slowly guided her head, his entire body drawn taut, his heels digging hard into the mattress.
She had no real idea how to proceed—she’d never done this before—but it seemed he enjoyed everything, so she supposed her inexperience didn’t matter. But before long he was pulling her away despite her protests.
“You’re a witch,” he growled, then tucked her beneath him after hastily donning a condom. He entered her with one solid thrust, and she bit back a loud moan of acute sensation. As he moved over, his rhythm smooth and deep, he watched her face. “You liked doing that, didn’t you?”
The room was dark, but moonlight spilled over the bed through the French doors, and she could see the intent expression on his face, how his eyes seemed to glow.
She licked her lips and felt his thrusts deepen. “Very much.” Smoothing a hand over his back, she asked, “Do you like doing it to me?”
He froze for a heartbeat, struggling for control, then with a vicious curse he wrapped her up tight, holding her as close as he could get her. “Hell, yes, I like it,” he growled. His thrusts were suddenly hard and fast and frantic, and when she cried out, her entire body flooding with sensation, he joined her.
And through it all, his arms were around her, and she heard him whisper again. “I like it too much.”
JORDAN STUCK his head in the door but kept his gaze judiciously on the ceiling. He spoke in a near silent murmur. “I hate to interrupt all this extracurricular activity, but you didn’t hear my knock and we have visitors.”
Sawyer immediately lifted away from Honey, and answered in the same quiet hush. “Who?”
“I don’t know for sure. I was in my room about to bed down when I heard a noise. I looked out and saw someone in the shed. If I don’t miss my guess, good old Alden called in the muscle. His bully boys are probably looking for the tape in her car.”
“Goddammit,” Sawyer hissed, angry at himself, “we should have thought of that.” Sawyer was out of the bed in an instant and pulling on his pants.
Honey threw herself against his back, wrapping her arms tight around him. “No, Sawyer, just stay inside!”
“Shh.” He took a moment to gently pry her hands loose and kiss her forehead. “It’s all right, sweetheart.”
Since she was barely covered by the sheet and evidently didn’t care, it was a good thing Jordan had averted his face. He said without looking at her, “Morgan has called