Raging Heart On (Lucas Brothers #2)(107)

“I thought you’d never wake up, Max.”

“Take that shirt off. If you’re going to suck me, you’re going to do it without hiding your body from me.”

She sits back on her heels and pulls my shirt over her head, throwing it on the floor. Beautiful.

“Now, let me see you play with those tits.”

She gets a look on her face, almost as if she’s daring me to reprimand her. The challenge on her face attracts me like nothing else. I want to watch it slowly change into a look of need so intense that she’s begging me for release. I can’t allow myself to go that far. Tess deserves more than a quick roll in the hay with a marked man. Still, I am not strong enough to turn what she’s offering right now, away. It may be all I get, and I want to savor it.

Her hands cup under her breasts, pushing them together as if she is serving them to me and while that’s something I’d love for her to do, it is not what I want right now. I reach down to pull my jogging pants back up. She knows what I want. If she’s not going to do it, then this game needs to end right here. I don’t tell her what I need; that would defeat the purpose. She lets out a small hum, and then her fingers move to her mouth. I watch as she sucks two fingers into her mouth, making them moist. I shake my head no, and she freezes.

“I want your * on those f*cking nipples when I suck them,” I order, pulling my cock back out to stroke and enjoy the show.

I wasn’t sure of what to expect. Tess surprises me though, and I watch as her fingers disappear into her *. It’s so f*cking hot to watch as her breath becomes ragged as she rubs her fingers over her clit.

“That’s my good girl,” I praise as her fingers brush over her hard nipples making them glow all shiny and wet. “Pull on them.” She follows my command immediately. Her head falls back as she moans. Beautiful. The word comes again, but then that word is Tess. She’s the single most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. “Now feed me your nipples. Let me taste you.” It wasn’t what I had planned, but I find watching her, I can’t stop myself.

Tess cups her hands under her breasts again, goes up on her knees, and leans into me, feeding one of her nipples into my mouth. I latch onto it greedily, groaning as her essence explodes on my tongue. I make sure I suck every trace of her juice off and leave a love bite behind. The small pain makes her hips thrust into the air. She’s so f*cking responsive. I switch my attention to the other breast, repeating myself, but by the time I finish with her this time her hands have wrapped around my head and her nails are clawing into my skin as she holds me tight against her breast, begging for more.

“Show me how you make yourself come, Tess,” I order her, my voice laden with need.

She pulls away carefully, her eyes are dilated and almost glowing, she’s so far gone. She uses one hand on her nipple, pulling it hard, then pinching it and repeating. At the same time, her other hand caresses her clit, over and over in small, half circle actions. It doesn’t take her long, mere minutes, and she’s thrusting against her hand and calling out my name as she gives herself over to the orgasm.

“Feed me,” I rasp and watch as her eyes open. She traces the outside of my lips with her desire-soaked fingers, and I cease her teasing by capturing them in my mouth and using my tongue to enjoy her, I suck them clean. I’ve barely released them before her lips crash down on mine, and she kisses me roughly. It’s a hard, passion-filled kiss. Tongues go to war; teeth clash, and we fight for dominance. I think I might have won this battle, but I’m certain she’s gained the biggest victory. I’ll never be able to kiss another woman without remembering her. Hell, any other woman would pale to her anyway.

She positions herself back between my legs, impatient to take up where she left off. Her tongue darts around my slick head, lapping me up like an eager little *. Had I not just watched her get herself off, and had the taste of her sweet cream in my mouth I might have been okay with her teasing. Trouble is, I have just had all that, and I can’t take anymore.

“If you’re going to suck your man, Kitten, you’re going to take it all right now,” I groan. My hands go to cup her face, my fingers brushing her lovingly on the side of her face and then I position my cock at her lips. She opens and my dick disappears into that hot, wet, cavern. Inch by inch I disappear in that sweet mouth until I hit the back of her throat. She swallows around my cock, and the sensation proves too much. I’m not a gentle man, and I’m way too far gone now to try and be that man right now. My hand wraps in her hair, and I take over completely, f*cking her face. There’s no other way to put it. She’s helpless to do anything but to suck me down. My balls tighten, and her nails are biting into the sides of my thighs. I feel that long forgotten zip of heat run down my spine and then it’s over. I’m coming so hard I can do nothing but call out her name as she drinks down my cum.

It could have been hours, I have no idea. I don’t think I’ve ever been so sated in my life. I’m sure it’s only minutes though, when her voice whispers into my ear.

“If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me up.”

“I think that’s my line,” I tell her; kissing the top of her head and squeezing her. I can’t ever remember feeling so satisfied in my life. Hell, I’m on the run from the law, but still have a peace inside of me.

“Max,” she whispers my name against my chest and it sounds like a song—one with a sweet melody. It makes my chest go tight. She buries her head into my chest and places a kiss above my heart, and I could swear the damn thing stops. “What are we doing today?” she prompts, as she pulls away and tries to tame her hair.