Murder_ A Sinful Secrets Romance - Ella James Page 0,129

with. Then he stretches above me, holding the book above my head.

Finding Calder.

“Don’t be grabbing at my book,” he says in a gravelly voice. “They’re at the springs and Eden’s clothes are off.” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I reach out and grab the one thing I think might make him drop the book.

The expression on his face—that pained shock morphing quickly into pleasure—

Good Lord, it’s hot as Hades.

He falls onto his ass, leaning back on his strong arms. I bend down to lick the head of him, loving the moan that comes from deep inside his chest, the tremble of his thighs as my tongue winds its way down toward his balls and then back up.

I love how inarticulate he gets, just moaning as he leans his head back. A few long licks later, he falls fully back onto the bed, lifting his hips and grasping at the covers as I suck him.

At one point his eyes slit open and I catch the groaned words “on your back”—an order for me?—but I take pride in keeping him right where he is. He thrusts at me again and tugs at my hair. I cry out at the unexpected pain, but the vibration of my mouth around his cock just makes his fingers twist my hair more tightly.

I can tell he’s out of it: the way his body jerks, the loud, unsteady breathing… I can taste his precum when I swallow.

“Gwen…”

A second later, his dick swells, his legs tense, and he barks my name as he comes. I swallow, and his big hands cup my head against his thighs. I’m still finishing the job as he says, “Fuck.”

He jerks away from me, drawing out of my mouth. I look up into his wide eyes as his hand touches my hair. “Did I hurt you?” he asks in a low, regretful voice.

I grin, wiping my mouth and shaking my head. “Did you like it?”

Rising to his knees on the mattress, he wraps his arms around my head and pulls me to his chest.

His fingers massage my scalp, but I can hardly even feel it. All I feel is warmth and need. I’m so turned on, I find my tongue flicking his abs.

He reaches down into the panties I pulled on before I got into the bed last night and parts my pussy lips with agonizing care. He drags a finger down my slit and sinks into me. “So wet, Gwenna.”

Then I’m on my back and his tongue is writhing up and down my slit, teasing my core, where his finger is still buried, then rolling like melted butter over my poor, throbbing clit. I grip the fingers of his hand that’s holding my hip.

Barrett groans, and by the time I’m panting, needing to get off, I look down between our bodies and I see how hard he is. I have to have him.

“Please… inside.”

His gaze flicks up to mine as if to make sure that I’m sure. I nod.

There is nothing sexier than Barrett with one hand around his dick, rolling his head around in my wetness, teasing my clit until I’m whimpering.

When he finally pushes into me, I actually scream. I laugh. He laughs, but his eyes are closed. His face is tense and reverent. His cheek rests against my breast; he sucks me as he surges deep inside me. I clench around him and feel him swell. I come the next breath. Barrett grunts and spills into me right after.

Then I’m lying in his arms. His eyes look tired and his lips are quirked up in a gentle smile.

“I’ll go get something…”

He drops a kiss on my temple and pushes up, to leave the bed and get a towel. I pull him back down.

I can’t say it out loud—too naughty—but I like the way it feels… Just us, and no cleanup. I’m sleepy, too, and I just want him curled behind me for a minute.

TWO

BARRETT

November 12, 2015

“Fucking hell, man.” Bluebell’s hand comes under my right arm, holding me against him as the car swerves. “Dove, take the road right there. That one!”

“Is that a road?”

“Yes. Take it!”

“Fuck, we’re gonna track.”

“They’ll be gone in half an hour.”

I feel Blue shift back against his seat and hear his voice closer to me. “Shit, Bear. Is it just the liquor?”

Between hurling, I rasp, “Yes.”

I wrap my hand around one of the metal rods that lock the headrest of the front passenger’s seat into the chair and try to aim toward the floor. Far