This Much is True - Tia Louise Page 0,44

to my hip, and he pulls another little bit of flesh between his teeth.

Oh, God. My chin drops back, and my eyes roll. It’s just what I want. I want him to take me, hold me down, fuck me hard.

I’m breathless. “I’ll take them off.”

“I will.” His ironclad grip on my wrists loosens, and large hands cover my hips, sliding the cut and knotted panties down my legs.

He takes his time, and I think I’m going to dissolve in front of him. When they’re at my ankles, he glances up at me and I see all the hunger burning in my stomach reflected at me.

Straightening again, he slides his nose along my lower stomach. “You are so beautiful.”

“I think I’m going to combust.”

I’m lovestruck standing in front of him, swaying to the movement of his lips across my flesh, the scruff of his new beard against my sensitive skin. I want him inside me. I want his body sliding against mine, firm and hard. I want his massive dick in my body.

“How is this possible?” He slides warm hands up the back of my thighs, cupping my ass.

“What?” I manage to inhale.

“You’re so damn sweet, so innocent… and you hypnotize me. I’m completely at your mercy.”

My hands are free now and I thread them in his soft hair. “What makes you think I’m not at yours?”

Leaning forward, he covers my bare pussy with his mouth, roughly sliding his tongue across my clit, turning my knees to liquid.

“Oh, shit…” Gripping his hair, I can barely stand. He’s holding me up, and his mouth moves faster, tongue lapping hungrily, and my legs begin to tremble. “John…”

Another kiss, another suck, and currents of orgasm race through my thighs.

“I’m going to come.” It’s a broken cry.

He slows down, giving me a little grin. “Not so fast, beautiful.”

Gripping my waist, he turns me to lie back on the bed and he stands, pulling the shirt from his jeans. Stormy blue eyes survey my body, moving from my lips to my neck to my breasts, to my hands sliding lower on my stomach. It’s a heated caress, turning my skin to chills.

I’m mesmerized at the sight of his ripped body disrobing in front of me. His tattoos are on full display. My knees rub together, and I’m sizzling inside reading the quote on his upper chest. This much is true.

I will have this man, I complete the thought in my mind.

“Will you touch yourself for me?” His voice is thick.

“I’ll do anything for you.” I don’t even care how that makes me sound.

His eyebrow arches, and a tease of a smile is on his sexy lips. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Those loose jeans are the last thing separating our bodies, and I can see his massive cock, pushing against the thick fabric.

God, I want him naked.

Now.

A swift push, and they’re on the floor. He stands, and his cock rises in all its glory. I want it inside me, stretching and filling, but he’s more focused than I am. Reaching for his jeans, he pulls out a condom.

My eyebrow arches, and I do my best sassy. “What are you doing with a condom?”

“I thought I might get lucky.” He rips the foil painfully slowly. “Apparently my brother has several.”

“Lucky him.”

“Lucky me.”

JR rolls the shield on slowly, and he’s like a god, shoulders broad, muscles rounded, hands fondling his dick. I’m in my wildest fantasy watching him.

As soon as it’s on, he places a knee on the mattress, climbing over me slowly, like a predator, thrilling my insides.

“I’m going to hold you down.” He dips down to kiss my stomach. It’s shockwaves through my limbs. “Then I’m going to fuck you hard.”

He’s at my breasts, and he slides his tongue around my tight nipple before pulling it between his teeth. It’s a charge direct to my throbbing core.

“Is that acceptable to you?” His face is right above mine, and the muscle in his jaw moves as he waits.

My thighs readily part for him. “I will allow it.”

Lifting his chin, he looks up at the ceiling. That ridiculous dimple appears in his cheek—the one that just pushes all of his amazingness over the top. “This girl…”

He exhales something like a laugh, and I lean up to lick him.

My tongue touches the top of his chest, and I raise higher, dragging it to his neck. It’s as far as I get before his mouth covers mine fast, hard and demanding. His lips shove mine apart, and it’s all wildness. Tongue