Accidental Knight: A Marriage Mistake Romance(75)

Oh, hell, she’ll understand plenty by the time I’m done with her.

A low growl sears my throat as I slide my hand under her shirts, the black and white plaid one and the white tank top, all the way up to the strap of her bra. “I’d have to see to know for sure.”

“I suppose you would.” Her face heats, her voice mellowing by the second, breath spilling into it.

I swallow another growl. It damn near scratches my throat as I unhook her bra, freeing the bounty that’s been my obsession since the day I first laid eyes on Annabelle Reed.

She bites her bottom lip as she shifts, planting her knees between my thighs.

Not sure if she’s going to climb off me and put an end to this, I wait for her to make the next move.

I nearly lose my shit when she sits up and shrugs out of the plaid shirt. As it falls onto the hay, I slide my hands over her soft skin, up till I cup the sweetness that’s been tugged free from her bra.

She lets out a little moan and presses against my palms.

Her nipples are pebbles, so fucking ready I can’t tell where her tingling ends and mine begins in my fingertips. I lick my lips, ready to taste them.

“Can’t see, darlin’.” My throat feels like it’s full of gravel and sounds that way, even to me. “Gonna have to help me out.”

A tremor rolls through her. Slowly, she grasps the bottom of her tank top, and in one swift movement, pulls it and her bra over her head.

Fuck! They’re...somehow – some-the-hell-how – even more miraculous than I imagined.

My dick jolts, then rejoices as she lowers herself on top of me.

Planting her hands on my shoulders again, she stretches forward, her tits nearly touching my chin.

“Better?”

There’s only one way it could be, and it ends with me deep inside her.

My body goes stock-still. Every last bit of this young, delectable woman is fucking gorgeous. Total perfection.

But my eyes are lost in what’s rosy, begging, and right in front of me. “Better. But now we’re gonna have to do more than look, darlin’.”

She twists so one nipple barely brushes my chin. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah,” I snarl, cupping one mound. I massage the firm softness of it as I slowly slide my tongue over her beaded nipple.

Her whole body jerks like she’s been shocked. So I do it again, and get a little moan in reward.

“You like that, you’ll love it even more when it’s on your clit,” I growl, diving lower so I can pull her nipple with my teeth, graze up her neck, all the way to her ear. “I’m gonna make you ride my tongue, woman. And I’m not stopping till you come your fucking brains out on my face.”

“Oh, God.” She barely gets it out, shuddering, before I’m back at work.

It’s all I need to hear to kiss down her body like a madman, stretching her out, making it clear that every inch of her is mine for the taking.

My tongue swirls around her nipple again, and then I add my teeth, taking one tit and then the next. She’s a moaning mess with two delicate buds sucked soft and warm again by the time I’m finished.

My dick almost kills me, raging against my jeans. I might be the hardest I’ve ever been in my life by the time we finally fuck. But first...

But first, I just savor her eyes, glazed over with pleasure, when I finally pull away. I can’t stop imagining how hot and wet her pussy must be, how good it’d be sliding deep, goddamn deep, inside her right now.

“Pants, darlin’,” I growl. “Right the hell now.”

At first, she hesitates, sucking at her bottom lip. Then she’s up in a flash, kicking off her boots. A minute later, her jeans are around her ankles, and she’s tugging down a pair of lacy pink panties.

Too slow.

I hook my thumbs down the sides and tear them down her legs. She’s flushed, almost trembling, a kitten hooked on her first faint taste of me as she steps out of them, naked and wonderful, staring down at me.

I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her forward.

She climbs back onto the hay. “Do you...like what you see?”

I say nothing, just grasp one leg and lift it over me, so she’s straddling my chest.

“You’ll see,” I rumble, cupping her pussy with one hand, a tit with the other, planting a kiss on her stomach.

She moans, lowering against my hand.

Fuck, she’s real sweet, right between her legs. I know pussy, and this one’s wet, ready, and rampant to be devoured.

My dick throbs so hard I feel it in my temples. It dawns on me I don’t even know if I have an emergency condom, but we’ll worry about that later.

Growling, I spread her lush little cunt and slide a finger inside her, grinning as her muscles clench helplessly around it. “You like that, darlin’? Give it the hell up.”

“Yes,” she gasps. “Oh, yes!”

That’s the only green light I need.

That’s my cue to start in on her, drawing this drunk desire on how she writhes with each thrust. Keeping her full attention on my finger, the pleasure it’s giving, I inch my body under her, till her pussy is just a lick away.

I take a good, long look.

The soft curls, the pink folds, are just as perfectly gorgeous as her breasts. I cannot fucking wait to get a taste. I lift my head and push my face into her, starting on her clit.