Spartan (Forsaken Sons MC Book 1) by Jessica Joy

Author:Jessica Joy [Joy, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jessica Joy
Published: 2020-02-22T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Tessa

The heat of Sawyers gaze is a physical thing as it roams over me, almost as hot as his touch. Being spread open for him like this, unable to hide anything from him is both thrilling and terrifying.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmurs as he slides the scrap of lace down my legs and tosses it to the side.

Unable to withstand his inspection any longer I sit up, tucking my knees underneath me so I’m kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of him. I reach for him, snagging the belt loops of his jeans and tug him forward. Stumbling, he closes the distance between us, his knees hitting the edge of the bed. I want him in the moment, to please him and to be pleased in return. Yet, I can’t bear his gaze for more than a moment, feeling exposed in a way that has nothing to do with my lack of clothing. I bring my hands to the closure of his jeans and fumble with his belt, brushing the stiffness I’m seeking. Needing a distraction, I lean forward and press kisses to his stomach, working his belt free and pulling his fly open one button at a time.

God why are button fly’s so sexy?!

As the last button pops free, I bend down to nibble along the waistband of his black boxer briefs; my tongue peeking out to trace along his defined V cut. I go to push his jeans past his hips, but he stops me, grabbing the waist band and digging in his back pocket. He pulls out a condom packet and tosses it on the bed before pushing the jeans down and stepping out of them. The knowledge that he has the presence of mind to protect us when it hadn’t even crossed my mind has gratitude washing over me for this man and my need for him only increases. My hands go to his hips and I continue my perusal of his abdomen tasting, kissing, and teasing my way from one hipbone to the other, studiously avoiding the intimidating erection tenting his boxers. I sneak a glance up at him as I rub my lips against the soft little trail of hair from his navel that disappears below the waistband of his tight boxers.

“Fuck Babydoll. Need to feel you,” he growls, his eyes burning with liquid heat. Before I can even register the movement, he’s over me again and I’m falling back to the mattress, his lips claiming mine in a fierce all-consuming kiss. We fall in a tangle of limbs, the energy crackling between us and turning frantic. Fitting his hips between mine he presses his delicious length against me, the firm ridge hitting exactly where I need him even through the cotton of his boxers. Arching up into him, I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him even tighter against me.

“Sawyer, please,” I breathe, not exactly sure what I am pleading for but knowing I just need more. More of him, more of this, more of anything and everything he’s offering.

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