I shove his hands around his body, and as I do, I straddle his leg, and push down until my hot sex is wide open on his bare thigh.
He sucks in a quick breath. “Holy fuck.”
I move against him, rub my clit, and let loose a low, needy moan. I know he’s currently off limits—sex with him taboo—but everything about this feels so good, so right. As heat zings through my body, I cup my breasts, needing something to do with my hands before I run them all over his hard muscles.
“You’re so wet,” he murmurs going as still as a stealth soldier as I continue to rock against him. I move restlessly and my clit swells, still so achy and needy from not being able to finish myself off in the shower.
His gaze slides over me, then he pinches his eyes tight shut. “This is so wrong.”
“You’re not doing anything wrong, Jack. And for me, it feels so right.” I press down harder, and heat sparks through me as I ride his leg, taking what I need from him, for the time being.
“I’m going to come all over your legs,” I say.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he growls and links his hands behind his neck.
I chuckle. “Just think, in a couple of weeks, you’re going to be able to do anything you want to me. Anything at all. I won’t say no to you, Jack. I won’t say no to anything.”
“Jesus, fuck,” he growls, as I pick up speed.
“Then after college, we can move away, finally get out of Texas like we both want. You have that job in New York you’re always talking about, and once I have my law degree, there will be plenty of firms where I can work.”
As I think about the life we can have together, I rub myself hard, creating friction as I massage my breasts. I throw my head back and punch my nipples until they’re swollen and begging for this man’s hot mouth.
“In a few weeks, when I’m finally allowed, I’m going to take your cock into my mouth. I want to swallow every inch of you. You’ll let me do that won’t you, Jack? You’ll let me take your cock so deep into my throat that I won’t be able to breathe.”
He grunts in response, the sound so loaded with promise it makes me a little hotter and a whole lot wetter. My lids flutter, and I angle my head to see the agony he’s in as his cock throbs, but I won’t touch him. I’m not allowed.
“I’m going to want you to own me, everywhere. Nothing is off limits. You can own my mouth, my pussy, and my ass.”
“I’m going to fucking own you, Layla.”
A hard quiver moves through me at the deepness of his voice. I hate that I can’t help him take the edge off. But I’m not going to break his no touching rule. Than again, I guess I sort of am by rubbing my pussy on his leg. At least our hands aren’t involved, which is his hard rule. I gyrate, and slide over his muscular thigh, taking what I need. Each movement builds heat and friction, and in no time at all an explosion tears through me. My body soars, each clench taking me higher and higher until I’m free-falling without a net.
“Jesus Christ,” he groans as I soak his leg, my juices dripping down his thigh.
God, if this is what can happen when he doesn’t even touch me, I can’t imagine what will happen to me when he finally does. I take deep gulping breaths, and Jack stays still, his eyes holding my gaze as my heartbeat regulates and I come back down to earth.
“I have to go,” he murmurs, once my body has settled again.
“I know.” He inches back, and a burst of cool air brushes over my body with his absence. My pussy aches for him as he grabs my towel off the floor and wraps me in it. His hands are big and rough, but so gentle on my body. “I’ll see you soon, Jack,” I say, my voice full of promise.
“Don’t forget your safe word, Layla,” he responds.
“Will you come running to me like a knight in shining armor?” I ask.
He grins, and turns his back on me. I watch him go, and my body quivers as I mentally count down the days until the time is right, and he can finally be mine.
About Cathryn
New York Times and USA today Bestselling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.
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Also by Cathryn Fox
In the Line of Duty
Confessions
Confessions of a Bad Boy Professor
Confessions of a Bad Boy Officer
Confessions of a Bad Boy Fighter
Confessions of a Bad Boy Santa
Confessions of a Bad Boy SEAL
Confessions of a Bad Boy Millionaire
Hands On
Dossier
Boys of Beachville
Stone Cliff Series:
Eternal Pleasure Series
Sun Stroked Series
Captured and Claimed Series:
Firefighter Heat
