His by Law by Lyndon Sue

Author:Lyndon, Sue [Lyndon, Sue]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Sweet Savage Press
Published: 2016-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“So pretty. So pink.” Jackson pressed a finger into her tightness and Lucia summoned every ounce of self-control to keep from clamping her legs shut. “Ah, and so wet.”

She closed her eyes and her hips jerked upward of their own accord when he brushed another finger atop her most sensitive spot, the small bud that had been bothering her this morning.

Unable to stop thinking of the spanking, she had begun aching below her waist, and after exploring herself for a short spell had discovered rubbing the small tight nubbin had given her a blast of erotic sensation. Her nipples had hardened, just as she felt them hardening now, and she had become short of breath as she spiraled closer and closer to what promised to be something wondrously climatic…before he’d interrupted her.

She glanced down to see his thumb working over her bud, circling the throbbing bit of flesh as he penetrated her with another finger, sliding in and out of her increasingly wet center. Time slowed as Jackson kissed his way down her neck to her stomach, not once pausing in his ministrations. She felt afire, burning with a fierceness she didn’t know was possible.

Her inhibitions fled and she parted her thighs wider to give him better access to her intimate parts.

He moved up to kiss her mouth, and she parted her lips and moaned against him as he took command, sliding his tongue in to tangle with hers. The masculine scent of him tantalized her. She couldn’t get enough of him, and she wantonly rubbed her pussy against his probing hand, seeking to ride the waves of pleasure to the very end. When he withdrew from her center and stopped kissing her, she gave a needy moan and sat up on her elbows, watching to see what he did next.

Just as he stood and began unfastening his belt, shouts followed by a loud banging noise drifted up from below.

Jackson turned to look at the door as if he expected someone to break through. His ever present frown lines deepened and he snatched his shirt off the floor, thrusting his arms in the sleeves as he strode to the window to peer out.

“What’s going on?” Lucia asked, wondering if she too should be getting dressed. She sat up with her legs pressed firmly together and drew the sheets up to her chest.

“I have no idea, but I intend to send whoever the hell has come calling away.”

“Jackson McNabe!” a voice bellowed upstairs.

“Jesus Christ,” Jackson muttered as he finished buttoning his shirt up. “That sounds like the fucking constable. That looks like his carriage too.”

“The constable?” Her blood ran cold. What on Earth would the constable want with her new husband? Once again she was reminded that she didn’t know Jackson well at all.

“Bloody hell.” He straightened his collar and gave her a dark look. “During your time on the streets have you committed any crimes I should know about? Have you been picking pockets or stealing otherwise?”

“No!” She felt wounded by his accusation and tears sprang to her eyes.

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