May is for Mack by Dylann Crush & Eve London

Author:Dylann Crush & Eve London [Crush, Dylann & London, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tickled Pinkest

Chapter 8

Lily

Kissing Mack, I finally understood what all those girls back in high school had been talking about when they described what it felt like to have their breath stolen away. His lips teased and taunted, demanding more with each swipe of his tongue against mine. I breathed through my nose, desperate not to pull away until I had to.

The spicy scent of his cologne mixed with the earthy notes of the great outdoors. With my senses heightened, everything about him added to my growing need. The feel of his whiskers scraping along my jaw. The soft cotton of his shirt under my hands. The hardness of his erection bulging behind the zipper of his jeans.

I hadn’t planned on sleeping with him when I invited him over for dinner, but this evening could only end one way. Unless I was willing to let my body spontaneously combust, I needed him. The hollow ache thrumming between my legs begged to be satisfied. I slipped his shirt over his shoulders and tugged the sleeves down his arms.

He tensed and pulled back, his eyes full of apprehension. My heart broke for what he’d been through. The man had suffered enough. I wanted him to know how beautiful he was, both inside and out.

“You don’t have to—”

“Shh.” I silenced him with a soft kiss, then gently pulled him to his feet. My gaze roamed over the puckered skin covering the right side of his body. In my mind, his scars were nothing more than a badge of courage—a sign of his strength.

He didn’t move, didn’t even breathe while I ran my fingers over each scar.

"You're perfect. Every single part of you,” I whispered.

His fingers wrapped around my shoulders, and he crushed his mouth to mine. I held on, ready and willing to follow his lead.

“You could ruin me, Lily,” he mumbled against my lips. “If I let you in, you could destroy me.”

“No.” I shook my head. “Just let me love you.”

A strangled, desperate moan ripped free from his throat as he swept me up into his arms. He carried me down the hall and pushed my bedroom door open with his foot. We fell onto the bed together in a tangled mass of limbs.

In one fluid motion, he pulled my shirt up and over my head. His hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs grazing over my nipples through my bra. If his touch felt this good with my bra in the way, I couldn’t begin to imagine how amazing it would be with nothing between us.

As if he could read my mind, he slipped a hand behind me and undid the clasp. I rubbed my thighs together, trying to alleviate the pulsing ache between them. It wouldn’t take more than a brush of his fingertip over my clit to send me over the edge. As desperate as I was for his touch, I needed him to know how much I wanted him first, so I rolled us over so he was on his back.

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