Damaged Goods by Gallagher Lauren

Author:Gallagher, Lauren [Gallagher, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Contemporary
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2011-06-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Austin kicked his apartment door shut behind us, and we stumbled down the hall. I shoved his jacket off his shoulders, and as soon as his hands were free from the sleeves, he tried to unbutton my blouse, but he only made it to the second button before he tangled his fingers in my hair instead. I went for his belt, but somehow my hands ended up on his chest, grasping handfuls of his shirt and pulling him down the hall toward his bedroom. Someone stumbled. We tried to right ourselves, stumbled again.

Austin grunted when I forced him up against the wall, but he didn’t break the kiss. We were both breathless and desperate, and with this kind of feverish, horny kiss, there was no leaving this place, not even to make the journey down the short hallway to his bedroom. My need had reached a breaking point, and something had to give. Right here. Right now.

I started on his shirt, struggling with the buttons. Too many. Too goddamned many buttons. Shaking hands, eyes that wouldn’t focus.

Too many buttons, but only one buckle.

His spine straightened when I went for his belt.

“Bedroom,” he whispered, panting against my lips. He tried to guide me back, but I put a hand on his shoulder and kept him still.

“No,” I said. “Here.”

“But I, we—” He closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the wall when I drew his zipper down. “Oh, Jesus…”

“Right here. I can’t wait.” I didn’t give him a chance to protest or even comprehend before I went to my knees.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered when I circled the head of his cock with my tongue. “That’s…oh God…” His hand hit the wall beside him. The other gently grasped my hair, fingers trembling against my scalp.

I didn’t think it was possible for me to be more turned on than this, but the heat and salt of his skin were arousing beyond belief. Nearly deep-throating him, I moaned softly, shivering when he gasped.

I looked up at him, and my skin prickled with goose bumps. He was the very picture of arousal: rumpled shirt, furrowed brow, parted lips. I went down on him with renewed fervor, trembling each time he gasped or his fingers twitched in my hair. His hand couldn’t decide whether to grasp or stroke; his knees couldn’t decide whether to lock or buckle.

I squeezed a little harder with my fingers as my lips followed my hand almost all the way to the base of his cock. The pulsing against my tongue and palm told me he was close, but it was the long, breathless moan that told me just how close. He whispered something, his lips forming words that didn’t quite make it to my ears.

Then he said, “Wait. Stop, baby; I don’t want to come yet.”

I rocked back on my heels, looking up at him while I still stroked his cock. He gently grasped my wrist to stop my hand.

“Stand up,” he said, panting. “Stand up, so we…so…” He swallowed, nodding down the hall toward the bedroom.

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