Mr. Important (Honeybridge) by Lucy Lennox & May Archer

Author:Lucy Lennox & May Archer [Lennox, Lucy & Archer, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-13T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Thatcher

I would do anything to snap Reagan out of whatever had come over him.

The panic on his face was clear, and I figured I knew why. We’d finally given in after fighting our attraction to one another for what felt like much longer than a week, and that had put us on shaky ground even before the calls from his parents and our change of plans.

But seeing the man who’d engaged crowds across the country lose his confidence made me even more irrationally upset now than it had back at the Newport Grille in Wichita.

I treasured the vulnerable parts of him, but I’d fight like hell against his fear. And I’d be damned if I lost the witty, warm, engaging man to the dull, polite shell or even his prickly defensiveness again.

What he needed was to be in control, to remember his power and take charge of it fully. I’d never bottomed for anyone, but I was so incredibly hot for Reagan I’d take him any way he wanted or needed. And right now… right now, he needed to take charge.

I rolled onto my back and grabbed his hand, tugging it until he blinked at me and scrambled over to climb on top of me. “Fuck,” he grunted under his breath. “Gonna make me come just thinking about it.”

The weight of his muscular body pressed me into the mattress. His leg hair scratched against mine as our limbs tangled together, and the hard press of his dick against mine proved he was just as into the idea as I was.

“Lube,” he muttered, reaching across the bed to find the bottle. While he was distracted, I took the opportunity to run my hands up and down his broad back to his narrow waist and rounded ass. His body was perfection despite the hours I knew he spent in the office, and I wanted to trace the lines of that fucking tattoo until I knew them by heart.

His hands shook as he knelt over me and flipped the cap open. When his fingers reached down to find my hole, his eyes finally met mine again. “You sure this is okay?”

I smiled at him, which made his entire face light up. “Very okay.”

As soon as Reagan’s slick fingers began pressing against my sensitive rim, I shivered. If I hadn’t been so obsessed with watching his facial expressions, I would have thrown my head back and squeezed my eyes closed in overwhelming pleasure. Instead, I took in every detail. How his exploring fingers felt stretching me open, how his inky eyelashes brushed together when I reached down to tweak his nipple, how his breathing hitched as I let out a deep groan of satisfaction, and how his eyes—those gorgeous sea-glass eyes—watched me carefully for any sign that I wasn’t on board.

“Have you… do you…” He sucked in a breath before meeting my eyes. “Do this with… other men? Bottoming, I mean.”

“Never.” The word came out like a bite, fangs bared and snapping, but he needed to know the truth.

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