Jagged Hearts by Lacey Thorn

Author:Lacey Thorn [Thorn, Lacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lacey Thorn Publishing
Published: 2015-04-18T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Paisley woke the next morning, feeling utterly relaxed and content and warm, ungodly warm. She and Bare had shifted during the night, and he was now plastered against her back, his morning erection pressed against her ass. She wiggled experimentally, and Bare moaned. The hand on her belly lifted to cup her breast, his thumb rubbing over her nipple.

“Morning.” His husky voice sounded close to her ear.

“Morning,” she whispered. She’d fallen asleep last night. Taunted him with wanting a second round then gone out like a light.

His thumb rubbed. “Feel okay this morning?”

“Mm-hmm,” she moaned, wiggling against him.

Bare groaned. “Keep wiggling that ass, and I’ll have you on your stomach, fucking you good morning.”

She bit her bottom lip and wiggled in invitation.

“Paisley,” he warned, pinching her nipple between his fingers.

“Do I have to beg?” she asked.

“Fuck,” he grunted, and the next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees, listening to him rip open a condom. Two fingers plunged into her, and she dropped her head to the mattress, fingers clenched in the sheet.

“Wider,” he ordered and used his knees to forced hers to do as he wanted. He pressed a hand against the small of her back, urging her arch her back in the way he wanted. His fingers left her passage, and the crown of his cock kissed her opening then slid deep.

“Yes,” she moaned. God, she moaned a lot with him, but he did his fair share of moaning and groaning, too.

Last night had been hard and fast, but today, he was slow and easy, shafting deep and holding there before slowing pulling back until just the head remained. Back and forth, he went, driving her crazy with a desperate need for more.

“You feel so good,” he said. He gripped her hip with one hand while the other traced over her skin. “Soft. Warm. Wet. I could spend the rest of my life buried inside you.”

“Bare.” His name was a plea from her lips.

He bent over her, his cock sinking deeper as he trailed his lips over her skin. “The things I want to do to you,” he whispered.

“Do them,” she begged.

His husky chuckle washed over her. “I want to tie you to my bed. Spread you out and have you completely at my mercy.”

“Mm-hmm,” she agreed with another moan.

“I want to fuck your mouth,” he told her, and her hunger grew, wanting the same. “I want to fuck your ass,” he continued, and a chill went down her spine at the thought of taking him there. “I want you every way I can have you.”

“Okay,” she whispered and felt him still behind her.

“What?” he asked. He’d jerked up, his cock rocking deep, and she was desperate to have him move, to have him fuck her.

“Bare,” she said again and wiggled her hips in invitation.

“What did you say, Paisley?” he demanded.

She gritted her teeth and turned her head to glance back at him, not surprised to find his gaze glued to her.

“I said okay. You can do whatever you want to me, just fuck me and make me come,” she commanded.

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