Mr. Right: The Complete Fake Engagement Series by Lilian Monroe

Author:Lilian Monroe [Monroe, Lilian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-02T04:00:00+00:00

17

Farrah

When Jesse lays me down on his bed, my heart is thumping. The shadow of my orgasm is still sending thrills coursing through my veins. My whole body feels like it’s a tightly coiled spring. If he touches me again, I’ll be hurling back into the abyss.

I kneel on the bed as Jesse stands beside it and I continue where I left off unbuttoning his shirt. When it’s open, I push it off his strong shoulders and run my fingers over his chest. My fingers brush the white scar on his left side and I bring my lips to it.

Kissing him gently, my hands drift down to his belt as he starts taking off my dress. He pulls it off over my head and then I push his pants down his legs. He reaches behind me and cups my ass, so I do the same to him. He grins, and I laugh.

“Football ass,” I grin, giving his big, muscular butt a squeeze. “Best part of the sport.”

“Is that so?” He laughs, crawling on the bed and pushing me backwards. I grin, falling onto my back and nodding.

“Uh huh. Why do you think I enjoy watching it so much?” I reach back and give his ass a smack. “All those tight, shiny pants. They keep me coming back game after game.”

He laughs, nuzzling his face in my neck. He kisses my skin from my ear to my collarbone, gripping my sides with his strong hands.

When he presses his hips into me, I can feel the heat and hardness of his erection. It’s driving me wild. I don’t remember the last time I was this turned on.

Maybe it’s the thrilling wrongness of it all. I shouldn’t be here, with him, especially not so soon after my breakup. But then again—why not?! I don’t owe Elijah anything. I don’t owe anyone anything.

And right now, the only thing I can think about is the burning heat in the pit of my stomach and the desire that’s flooding my body. I’ve already had an orgasm, but I can feel another one building inside me. The way Jesse touches me makes me ache in the best possible way. His hands have a tenderness that burns as he runs his hands over my stomach, my breasts, every inch of skin that he can reach.

I want to feel him inside me. I want him to fill me up completely, and I want to feel him orgasm just as I did. I want his lips on my body, his hands pressing into me. I want to feel it all.

He groans against me, reaching behind my back to unhook my bra. He throws it away and kisses my breast as I tangle my hands into his hair. I moan, arching my back. He scrapes his teeth on my nipple and my body quakes.

This is the sweetest torture.

When I can’t take it any longer, I claw at his underwear and push it down his legs. He groans, helping me kick it off.

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