Those piercing blue eyes blow wide as I bend down, and he lifts a broad hand to rest on my hip. I pause for half a second,inches away from his mouth, giving him time to back away if he wants to.
He closes the gap between us before I get the chance to.
His mouth is hungry, a ragged moan slipping from his tongue to mine as he tugs me closer. I slide my hand back from his jaw to tangle in his hair, all the years of want and loneliness fading away as his fingers clench down on my hip. He feels just as desperate as I am, teeth nipping at my bottom lip as we trade choked gasps of need.
I pull back for just a second, resting my forehead against his and waiting until he opens his eyes to talk.
“Tell me no if you don’t want this,” I whisper against his lips, trying to show him how much this means to me by the look in my eyes.
“Never,” he whispers back, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me straight into his lap. “Won’t ever tell you no, Jenny. Would have to be an idiot not to want you.”
And now it’s a wildfire between us, the spark of need created from our kiss developing into a blaze as he rolls me beneath him on the bed. He pins me down, hands on my waist and hips slotted against mine, his entire body moving in a sinuous roll. I can’t think of anything but him, my need is overwhelming in its intensity.
I yank at his shirt, uncaring about the seams that stretch in my impatience. The second he leans back to pull it over his head, my hands drop to his sweats.
“Fuck, needed me that bad?” Lucas asks.
Normally I’d say he was teasing me, but he’s just as breathless as I am, seemingly incapable of taking his hands off me for more than a second.
“Always,” I say, tossing my head back on a groan when he dips his head to trail kisses down my throat. “Need to feel you, come on, Lucas. Don’t make me beg.”
Something in his eyes goes dark at those words, and all semblance of patience vanishes. He strips me in a matter of seconds, my clothes tossed to various corners of the trailer in his haste to bare my skin. Teeth and tongue and lips leave burning lines of heat across my throat, my collarbones, his movements growing more and more frantic as he reaches my breasts.
“Kind of like the idea of you begging, baby,” he mumbles into my skin before rolling my nipple between his teeth in a way that sends heat straight to my core. “You can say please for me, can’t you? Be a good girl?”
My brain short circuits at that, desperation coursing through my veins as I arch into his touch. I don’t even consider making him work for it.
“Please, Lucas,” I gasp. “You’re killing me. Need you so badly,please.”
I fumble for his hand in case my pleas aren’t enough, dragging it between my legs to show him how soaked I already am. His teeth slice into my skin sharply and he rumbles out a moan at the feeling of slick skin. I don’t even get a chance to breathe before he twists his hand and slides two fingers inside of me, crooking them up against a spot that has my legs shaking in seconds.
“Fuck!”
“That’s my good girl,” he croons. “Perfect, pretty thing, so wet for me already. Just for me, yeah? All mine.”
I nod feverishly, damn near riding his hand as I chase the pleasure he’s giving me. “Yes, yours,yours, Lucas.”
I’ve always been his, and I always will be. It’s past time for him to know that, and I can’t bring myself to try to hide it now. Everything is on display, all the love I have for him, the need that’s been building since I got back. I want him to see it all, to know it’s all for him.
“Driving me fucking crazy, sweetheart.” He couples the words with a series of kisses across my collarbones. “Need to be inside of you.”
I laugh breathlessly, the tail end of the sound getting swallowed by a desperate moan as he rubs his thumb across my clit.
“No one’s asking you to wait,” I say with a gasp, fighting to keep my eyes from rolling back into my head. “Come on, Lucas,fuck me. Want me to say please again?”
He snarls against my throat at the tease, crooking his fingers up so harshly that it leaves my thighs quivering before sliding them out of me. His hands are unsteady as he shoves them down to his knees. The need between us is too strong to separate for long enough to take them all the way off, and as soon as his cock is free, he takes it in his hand and guides it between my thighs.
“Yeah, pretty girl, say please,” he says, his voice ragged as he teases me with just the head of his cock. “Ask for what you want, yeah? Be good for me.”
I groan as he grinds his cock against my clit, spreading the slick heat dripping from me over the length of himself. As desperate as I am, I refuse to make it so easy on him this time. He grunts in surprise when I wrap my legs around his hips and yank him closer.
It’s timed just right so he slips inside of me, just a few inches but already enough to stretch me out just right. I clench down around him, grinning wickedly as I moan against his lips. His hips stutter forward, his face going slack for a second as pleasure slams into him with the force of a tsunami. He’s close enough for me to watch his pupils blow out, and the hunger that settles on his face has me trembling.
“Please,” I whisper against his lips, a filthy smirk on my face.
We both know I’m not asking, but the way he takes my mouth in a desperate kiss tells me he doesn’t mind too much.
He sinks into me steadily, not giving me a second to catch my breath until his hips lay flush against mine. I swear I can feel him all the way up in my fuckingthroat. I moan into his mouth, tangling my hands in his hair and tugging as I roll my hips to meet his first few thrusts.
