Broken Course (Wrecked and Ruined #3)(30)

"Fuuuuuck," I breathe as I walk into my bedroom.

True to her word, Sarah is lying facedown, her black-lace-thong-covered ass in the air, and she did me two better. She put on her heels and graciously left the lights on. She’s all but showing off.

Okay, so I’ll definitely figure out a way to make things work after I come inside her. Hell, maybe I never have to tell her. What’s one more lie on my conscience going to hurt?

I clear my throat. "Good girl," I purr, walking over to the bed. Running a hand up her back, I wrap it around the ponytail that wasn’t there a few minutes ago and give it a gentle tug. Perfect.

I am all about getting a little rough in the bedroom—especially when a woman reacts to it like Sarah does. I don’t get down with spankings or unnecessary roughness for my own sexual gratification though. It’s just not how I roll. I want my every move to enhance the pleasure for her. Never—ever—should they be painful.

Never.

"Tonight, when you dropped your dress in the kitchen, I didn’t immediately realize that this was a thong. However, ever since I found out, I’ve not been able to think about anything but seeing you like this. So. Fucking. Sexy." Releasing her hair, I trace my hand back down her back and over her rounded ass.

Sarah is thin, but somehow, she ended up with a fair amount of curves—her ass being two of them. I finally make my way down to her covered *. Sliding a finger around the lace, I drag it over her sensitive clit before dipping it inside her opening.

"Oh God," she moans a magical sound that speaks directly to my cock.

As much as I love the sight in front of me, I’m not taking her for the first time like this.

Leaning down, I place a wet kiss on the small of her back. "Roll over, ángel."

She quickly flips to her back.

"Legs open," I amend when she closes her knees together.

Without a single second of hesitation, her legs fall to the side.

Gorgeous.

I quickly strip her panties off. Dropping to my knees, I latch my mouth over her *.

"Ahhhhh, Leo!" she cries out, running her hands through my hair.

Sarah’s already come twice tonight, but I’m not about to make it three without my cock inside her. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to taste her first.

I lick and suck every inch of her * as her body writhes around me. She lifts a leg, draping it over my shoulder. She then gently rakes the sharp heel of her shoe up my back in the most deliciously arousing way imaginable.

Yep, I’m done. My patience is gone.

I stand up, holding her leg over my shoulder. "Other leg," I growl.

She obliges by placing it on my other shoulder. I bend over, supporting my weight with a hand on the bed, next to her head. My face is still covered with her juices, but Sarah still takes my mouth in a rough and desperate kiss.

"You on the pill?" I ask with my dick poised at her entrance.

"No," she answers.

I cuss to myself. Then I move to the nightstand and pull out a condom, making fast work of rolling it on. "Fix that shit this week. Yeah? Otherwise, I have a feeling I’m going to need to buy stock in Trojan," I say roughly, pulling her legs back over my shoulders and kneeling on the edge of the bed.

"I thought you were out of condoms?" she asks, reaching forward to drag her nails over my abs.

"Well, I forgot about the one I save for emergencies. Walking in and finding you like that definitely constitutes a national state of emergency."

When she starts quietly laughing, I can’t help but smile. God damn, she’s beautiful.

I begin to ease myself inside her and her laughter abruptly stops. Closing her eyes tight, she slaps her hand to the bed, fisting the blanket.

"You okay?" I pause to make sure I’m reading her correctly.

"Yeah," she whispers. "Keep going."

"Kiss me," I demand.

Her eyes pop open for the first time since I pushed inside her. She gives me a sensual smile before replying, "Of course."

She slides a hand over my cheek and into my hair, placing her lips against mine in a reverent kiss. I slide all the way inside, filling her, as I catch her moans in my mouth. Strangely, I don’t want to rush this anymore. This was supposed to be f*cking. It was supposed to be rough and wild, but with a single touch, Sarah has tamed that urge. I don’t want to tell her what to do or take control of it—I just want her. I roll my tongue with the same rhythm as my hips. Slow and steady.

It doesn’t take long before I feel her tightening around me. I immediately stop kissing her, wanting to hear the sounds of her coming yet again. That was definitely the truth earlier. I’ve never heard a more amazing sound in my life.

"Leo. Oh, God." Her body begins to quake as she pulses around my cock. "Leo!" she gasps as I pick up my pace, frantic to join her.

With one final thrust, I plant myself to the hilt and erupt inside her. "Sarah!" I call out as the orgasm courses through my body. Physically, I'm still buried inside her, but mentally, I've never been more lost.

Lost in the moment.

Lost in the sensations.

Lost in her.

I remove her legs from my shoulders and begin trailing kisses over her breasts and up to her neck.

"Mmm," she moans when I make it up to her ear, sucking her lobe into my mouth.