A Beautiful Lie (Playing with Fire #1)(57)

Parker’s head rested on her arm and her hand dangled lifelessly out in front of her. While Garrett’s fingers worked her into a frenzy, sliding back and forth, he moved the arm holding him up and reached out to place his hand over hers. Parker intertwined their fingers and squeezed his hand as she felt the buildup of her orgasm.

Her hips thrust against his hand working between her legs as he kissed and sucked the back of her neck. Garrett tried not to push his aching hardness against Parker but it was out of his hands now. She clutched his hip and pulled him against her forcefully every time he tried to move back a little, his towel slipping away with each shift. His fingers glided through her wetness, and he increased the pressure against her, listening to her moan and breathe heavily.

Garrett suddenly wished he would have left the bathroom light on. He wanted more than anything to be able to see Parker when she came, to see the blush spread across her chest and the look of pleasure on her face, knowing he was the one to bring her there.

Garrett’s fingers slid back down through Parker until they plunged back inside her as deep as they would go, leaving his thumb to flick back and forth over her clit. If he couldn’t see her come, he at least wanted to feel it.

He held his fingers still, as deep as they would go, and put his mouth against her ear.

“Let go, baby,” he whispered, urging her on.

The feel of Garrett’s breath, his whispered command, and his fingers working every inch of her aching flesh pushed Parker over the edge. Garrett’s thumb continued to work her over while his fingers remained immobile inside of her while she came apart around him. She pushed her hips forward and held still against his hand as her toes curled and the release spread up through her thighs and burst from her center.

“Oh God…Garrett…f*ck,” Parker moaned as Garrett felt her tighten and throb around his fingers. She rocked her hips against his hand and milked every last drop of the orgasm out of herself. She was floating on adrenaline and ecstasy as the movement of her hips slowed, and she felt the beat of her heart pulsing around his fingers, still sheathed deep inside of her. Parker knew she’d never felt anything more intense in her life.

As she came down from her high, Parker realized Garrett was still rock hard up against her. His towel was gone and she could feel every inch of him against her skin. He slowly removed his fingers from her, and she tried not to whimper at the loss of that small part of him inside of her. Instead, she focused on him.

Garrett moved his hand up to Parker’s hip as she slid her leg off of his. He attempted to move away, but her hand was still clutched tightly to his own hip. She slid her hand further back, until she was gripping his ass and pulling him against her.

With Parker’s hand pulling and her hips pushing back into him, the base of Garrett’s cock slipped between the cheeks of her ass and he involuntarily jerked his hips forward, sliding through, groaning in pleasure with the contact.

Garrett needed to stop. He didn’t want to use her for his release. This was all about Parker and her pleasure tonight. But the more she pushed her hips back and moved herself up and down his length, the more he forgot about everything except the connection and release he had wanted to share with her since the moment he first laid eyes on her. With his arms wrapped around Parker, all he wanted was to bury himself deep inside her and ride out his orgasm with her.

Parker could tell Garrett was holding back. She needed to feel him lose control so she wasn’t alone. Even if they couldn’t say it with words, they could say it with their bodies. She needed to know that he craved her as much as she did him.

“It’s your turn, baby,” Parker whispered as she craned her neck so she could try to see Garrett’s face in the darkened room. Garrett raised his head when Parker turned, and she pressed her lips lightly to his, moved her hips faster and ground herself harder against him before turning away from him again.

Her words and the soft touch of her lips sent a jolt through him, and he couldn’t stop himself from pushing his hips into her if he tried. Her scent surrounded him and her soft moans and sighs of pleasure echoed in his ear. He tightened his hold around her waist and held her body against his, wishing he never had to let her go. Parker’s hand was still grasped in his, above her head, and Garrett clenched his fingers around hers tighter, pulled their joined hands up towards his mouth, and turned her hand over so he could press his lips to her palm.

Parker opened their joined hands so her palm was wide open for Garrett’s mouth. He continued to place open mouthed kisses to the skin of her upturned hand and grazed his teeth against the heel as he thrust himself against Parker. Her skin was soft and her body was hot, and he almost couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that this was his Parker, naked and writhing against him as he pushed himself to release, using the body he’d always fantasized about. Garrett wished more than anything he could just shift his hips and push his length deep inside her, connecting them like he’d always wanted and needed. It was bad enough what they’d already done had been shared with others. He was not about to make love to her, to do something that special, when he didn’t have her all to himself. He would never share that with anyone.

Garrett dropped their joined hands back to the bed using his elbow to hold himself up as he continued to thrust against her. Parker turned and lifted her head so she could press her lips to his again. She lightly ran her tongue along Garrett’s bottom lip before giving him another soft kiss.