Page 127 of A Torturous Kiss


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As if she senses me, the tingles of awareness racing down her spine, she turns and her sky blue eyes find mine.

The air escapes me as the most grandiose breathtaking smile stretches across her face.

The beat of my heart turns rapid, so fast I’m afraid it might burst out of my chest and land in her hands.

“Oak,” she says my name so sweetly off her lips that I could get a toothache.

I crook my finger at her and demand, “Come here.”

She obeys my command and saunters over to me, swaying her luscious hips and giving me fuck me eyes.

When she reaches me I wrap my arm around her and pick her up from the floor. She gasps in surprise and wraps her legs around me, hooking her ankles at the base of my back.

Before she can say a word I capture her mouth in a searing kiss. Her fingers tangle in the ends of my hair and when she moans I take that as an invitation. My tongue meets hers and as much as she tries to fight for dominance I’m the one who is controlling this kiss. I cradle the back of her head, my hands tangling in her hair as I kiss her harder.

With her wrapped around me, clinging to me with all she has, my other hand explores her body before palming her ass.

One day I’ll make that ass so red before I take it.

Before I get too lost in her I tear my lips away from hers and she whimpers.

My eyes linger on her now swollen red lips. Wanting to soothe the ache I trace her lips with my tongue before pressing a soft kiss to them.

Her pupils are blown when I shift my gaze to hers. And it reminds me of last night when I took her for the first time. Her breaths come out as pants and it causes her breasts to rise up and down against my chest.

“Hi,” she says to me in a breathy tone that does things to my cock.

“Hi, baby,” I say to her softly. We take a moment to breathe each other in. Her fingers untangle from my hair as she brings her hand down to lay flat against my bare chest.

“You’re all sweaty,” she comments with her nose wrinkled.

I kiss the top of her nose and rest my forehead against hers. “You didn’t have a problem with me being sweaty last night.”

Her cheeks flush and the lovely shade travels down her neck and spreads across her chest reaching her cleavage. “Oak,” she admonishes me but her tone is husky.

“Or do you only like it when you make me sweat? Is that it, baby?” I tease her.

“Oak,” she says my name again, her eyes fleet around us before returning to me, “we have an audience.”

I squeeze her ass cheek in my palm and she suppresses a moan. Bringing my lips to the shell of her ear I say lowly, “Then let’s go somewhere private.”

“Crow is here,” she says.

“Fuck Crow,” I growl before pulling on her earlobe with my teeth. She hisses and it spikes my blood.

“Oak, we can’t.” Her voice is adamant but it contradicts how her sweet body presses into mine with need. “Not only is he here but you also have Church.”

Although she’s right I would gladly keep everyone waiting until I’ve had my taste of her.

A throat clears and I shift my attention to Snake who stands next to Alice with his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. Her hand rests against his chest, and her engagement ring shines brilliantly. “I can buy you ten minutes before Sticks comes hunting you down,” Snake tells me.

“Thanks brother.”

“Don’t bother,” he waves his hand in dismissal. “Can’t count how many times you covered for Alice and I.” As he says it she blushes with a shy smile on her face. Before her embarrassment can get the best of her Snake tips her chin up with his forefinger and gives her a soft kiss.

“Only ten minutes?” Grace whispers to me but I hear the challenge in her voice. “You think you can get me off in just ten minutes, big guy?” And there it is, the spark in her eyes and that sassy mouth I fucking love to hear.

With long strides I carry her out of the main area of the compound and down the hallway that leads to my room. “Baby, I can make you come in less than one.”