The Scotch Series: The Complete Series (Scotch #1-3) - Penelope Sky Page 0,134

moved in my mouth, never overstaying its welcome as it moved with mine. He retracted his tongue then kissed my lips again, feeling them with purpose. His kiss was never predictable, never the same. He always moved with his passion, giving me a different kind of affection every time he embraced. I could feel his arousal, the way I turned him on when we touched.

And that turned me on in a whole new way.

“I want your come,” I whispered against his mouth, wanting to feel that heavy weight of seed deep inside me. I wanted to sleep with his essence sitting inside my body all night long.

He moaned against my mouth and kept moving.

I didn’t need to come twice tonight. I was satisfied from the way he took me earlier in the day. Now I just wanted us to both find our release at the same time, to feel that ecstasy that we gave one another.

He changed his thrusts and ground against my clit with his movements, trying to bring me to orgasm as quickly as possible. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth as his breathing quickened, the headboard tapping against the wall in a rhythm that matched his pace.

His expression darkened, and his jaw tensed, fighting the pleasure that started deep in his core. He was fighting off an orgasm, trying to edge himself until I could cross the finish line before him.

Seeing him fight his pleasure only increased mine. He was the sexiest man I’d ever been with, making me explode with every touch he gave. When I slept beside him every night, I knew nothing would ever happen to me. I felt safer with him than anywhere else in the entire world.

“I’m gonna come…”

“Yes, Lovely.” He rocked into me harder.

It hit me hard, like a train crashing into a brick building. My hands dug into his shoulders, and I released a restrained scream. His cock hardened inside me as I constricted around him, and I was hit with different waves of pleasures. I writhed and moaned, loving how incredible he made me feel. “Crewe…” I dug my fingers into his ass and pulled him harder into me, still feeling the remains of the blinding orgasm. Now I wanted to feel his come.

He gave a few swift pumps before he reached his threshold. He buried himself deep inside me and released with a loud moan. His expression hardened as his eyes focused on me. His jawline was tight, and all the muscles in his body flexed as the euphoria swept through him. “Lovely…” He deposited everything he had inside my channel, filling me with the mounds of come I was used to getting before we went to sleep.

My fingers returned to his hair as I kissed him, silently thanking him for giving me the most incredible orgasm to date. My lips treasured the corner of his mouth and everywhere else, even the stubble on his chin.

He moved his face into the valley of my breasts and kissed the sweat away, his lips sucking each of my nipples into his mouth and giving them a playful nibble. He pulled his softening cock out, leaving his deposit behind.

He got off me and lay on his back beside me, his chest rising and falling from his heavy breathing. He stared at the ceiling with his hand resting on his chest.

I moved to the other side and immediately felt sleepy. I never skipped a meal, but now I couldn’t care less about eating. I was so comfortable where I was, my eyes fluttering as sleep overtook me.

Minutes later, Crewe moved to my side of the bed and spooned me from behind. His actions had become predictable, and I was used to feeling his arms around me while we slept all night.

I turned around and faced him, my arm circling his neck and my leg hooking around his waist.

His hand wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me closer to him, making sure there wasn’t an inch of empty space between us. We were stuck together like glue, becoming one person with our bodies wrapped around one another. “No dinner tonight?”

I sighed. “Too tired.”

“I’m too comfortable to move anyway.”

I closed my eyes and felt the cloud of sleep instantly descend. I was slipping away into the darkness, my body relaxing from the way Crewe kept me warm. I felt his lips brush against my forehead before he planted a kiss just above the middle of my eyebrows. His lips were warm