Page 111 of Just Wait

His electric scent is everywhere, making me floaty and desperate to come again.

Malcolm pulls me against him even more firmly and growls. “Fuck, I wish I could watch your tits bounce.” He cups my breast, pinching my nipple, and I leak all over him as I pick up speed on my swollen nub.

“Gonna come all over your pretty pussy,” he chokes out. “Next time, I’m going to come as deep inside you as I can get.” His cock gets so much harder and thicker, and when I bump his knot, it’s clear it’s more swollen than before. A needy sound escapes my lips as I work over him, desperately chasing my release. “That’s it, baby doll. Purr for me as you come all over my cock.” He releases my breast to move his hand to my hip, and he shoves me down, grinding me over him as he jerks. “Jesus. Fuck me.”

A shiver slides down my spine at how desperate he sounds.

It’s so tempting to force him inside me, but that would be irresponsible. Not that this probably isn’t just as dangerous as having penetrative sex.

The look on his face sends me over the edge. His pointy canines dig into his lower lip as he jolts, growling ridiculously loudly.

Even though it’s hard to keep my eyes open, I don’t let them fall shut, keeping eye contact as bliss rocks through my body.

Grinding my hips, I curl toward him, working him for as long as I can.

Malcolm sits up in a crunch, wrapping his hand in my hair and shoving his tongue into my mouth.

It’s intense.

I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted anyone more than I want Mal in this moment.

I was already out of breath before he kissed me, and I pull back, gasping for air.

As his length jolts under me, I purposely grind against him a little more.

That electric scent of his is everywhere, and it’s more potent than any drug, making my skin sizzle.

Malcolm smirks, nuzzling his nose against mine. “Holy shit, baby doll. You just fucked my world up.”

I nod as my stomach flutters with monstrous-sized butterflies. “Same.”

“Let me run and grab something to clean us up.” He kisses my forehead, lifting me off him.

My eyes widen.

Riser is awake.

He rolled over at some point to watch the show. To be fair, we weren’t exactly quiet, and I’m sure the bed was shaking like crazy.

He turns onto his back and stretches his arm out across the pillow.

It’s just the invitation I need.

I roll over, resting my head on his bicep. I’m sticky and need a cleanup, but Riser wraps himself around my back.

His erection bumps my ass, and I’d be down to get him off too, but he kisses the side of my head and buries his face in my hair.

“Damn, Lumen, you smell divine.”

A ridiculous smile crosses my face as I soak up his chamomile scent.

Oh yeah, I am in so much trouble when it comes to these men.

My phone rings before any of us are awake. I climb over Riser and grab the device, frowning when I see it’s the lawyer’s office. I bolt into the living room, answering it as quietly as possible to avoid waking the people sleeping on the couch and in the chairs.

I’m half-delirious as I answer the woman’s questions to verify my identity.

She tells me to hold while I’m transferred to the lawyer, and I make my way to the room Kincaid must be in.