Read Breathless Promises (Alluring Promises Series Book 3) Online
Authors: Josie Bordeaux
Breathless Promises (Alluring Promises Series Book 3) (37 page)
I felt the rumble of his groan through me as his other hand gripped my hip tightly. He pulled back to look up at me as my eyes begged him for a release. I watched him lick his lips as his thumb began to encircle my clit, strong and firm. Faster and faster he rubbed as I looked down at him, begging for him to make me come hard. The second his tongue began to lave me again, his thumb pressed hard as he continued to… “Ohh, Oh God, yes, Clark!” I cried out just as I closed my eyes and felt my climax rip through me with such an intense force.
It took me a moment as my breaths calmed, but he obviously hadn’t had his fill of me. His hand that was on my hip, slid down to my ass and he squeezed tight. It was his turn to growl as he stood, nipping at my hip and making me whimper. His mouth was right back on to my breast as he tugged at the other cup and ripped it down, exposing me fully now. Squeezing both mounds in his hands, his mouth fully enjoyed one breast and then the other.
He stood in front of me and snaked both his hands around my neck and pulled my mouth to his. Enjoying the taste of me on his lips, I pressed back just as hard as he proved to me how passionate he can be. Tugging at my hair, he pulled my head back to stare into my eyes.
Was he questioning if we should continue?
He pressed his lips to me again as he then slid his hand down my body. I felt calluses on his fingers as he wrapped his hand around my elbow and turned me around. With my jeans and panties at my ankles and my arms still bound by my shirt, I was at his mercy. And we both liked it that way.
His hand skimmed my back and then both his hands were on each side of my body. His hands rubbed up and down, giving me a small massage. Sliding down my body, I felt him grip my ass cheeks as he pushed me forward. Bent over the couch, his hand slid up and down in between my legs. I felt his lips along my backside and down the back of my thigh before both his hands pressed me open to him. Feeling his tongue on my slit from behind was even more of a rush as he darted his tongue in and out of me.
“Fuck. I can’t take it anymore,” I heard him whisper harshly as he stopped, causing me to whimper from his absent mouth. I felt him nip and kiss his way back up and then heard him unbuckle his belt. Bent over and not being able to see, but just hear what he was doing made me crave him even more. The thought of his hard cock inside me again was more than I could stand. My breasts rubbed against the cool leather of the couch as I anxiously awaited hearing his jeans drop to the floor.
“Ohhh,” I moaned out as he slid his finger into me and then another one to join in. That hand was back on my hip, grabbing me tightly. Just as quick as that had happened, he pulled them out. I whimpered out my displeasure. I was so close to begging, it was pathetic. He had all the control over me right now and all I could do was wait while I tried to squirm out of my shirt.
“Uh-uh,” he told me as I felt his hand wrap around the material of my shirt. My breathing picked up and I licked my lips needing something in me or on me.
Something.
My silent prayers were answered as I felt him grab my ass cheek and squeeze tightly. Fingers slid up and down my pussy and then his hard cock pressed against my entrance. I moaned just feeling that delicious sensation as he pressed into me, filling me with every inch of his hard length.
“Oh,” I moaned as he slowly pressed into me. He pulled back again just as slow and I almost cried out from needing him more. I lifted my ass just a little higher needing him to know how much I wanted him in me again. His hand swept over my lower back feeling my skin and then skimmed around to grip my waist. The couch was rubbing against my taut nipples adding to my thrill.
“Fuck, Aub, I missed you,” he mumbled as he began to thrust harder into me. His grip on my hips coupled with the rhythm he was building was more than I could take. He began slamming into me with such force that if he hadn’t held me in place, I’d have been over the couch. “Oh baby,” he moaned. “I’m gonna make us come so fucking hard.”
I moaned my response needing exactly what he just promised me as I tried to press back to him. Fucking me harder and harder, we both moaned as he gripped my hips tighter. “Oh, oh…” I moaned, closing my eyes tightly as I felt the intense orgasm rip through my body. Feeling his last shudder against me, he laid his body against mine. Kissing my shoulder and neck with such sweetness, I let out a satisfied sigh.
“I really meant that, you know,” he whispered.
“Meant what? That you were going to make us come so hard?”
He chuckled as he slowly pulled out of me. “No. That I missed you.”
Stunned, I wasn’t sure how to respond. It had been almost a year since we’d been together and both of us have had…other partners in between. Not to mention, we had both been nothing more than one-night stand to each other. How could he have missed me? He must have meant that he missed screwing someone. I knew I had to have misheard him.
Pulling my shirt down the rest of the way, he bent down and helped me out of my jeans and panties that had been stuck throughout our…escapade. Grabbing my hand, he led me to his bedroom. At the foot of his bed, he turned me around and kissed me in the most sensual way possible. It was slow, deep and meaningful with such passion. Lost in his kiss, I moaned while his hands ran through my hair, tugging me closer to him in the same gentle manner.
Most men I’d been with were never like this. I take it Clark is just a man who likes sex in many different ways. The way he roamed his hands over my body, caressing and hitting every nerve ending under my skin was almost too much. I felt tears well up and I couldn’t understand why. I reminded myself that it’s Clark. Knowing this would end in the morning, I decided to relax and enjoy being in the moment. I inhaled deeply as he continued his passionate, slow kiss.
Lying me down gently onto the bed, he climbed on top of me and continued his gentle way with me. His hands roamed, worshiping my body. With one last peck on my mouth, he turned my body away from him and pulled me tight to his chest. Arranging my hair so it was out of his face, he gave me another kiss on my neck. Shivers ran through my body from such affection as he grabbed my hand in his and squeezed. Hearing his soft sigh, I wasn’t sure what to think. I thought for sure from his kissing just a moment ago we’d go for another round, but his body seemed to relax further appearing to slip into sleep.
I snuggled in closer as I heard his soft snores and felt his deep breathing. His arm tightened around my waist and that secure feeling that he always seemed to give me, relaxed me further. I closed my eyes, having finally found the calm I’d been searching for.
His strong arms pressed me onto my side as his lips continued to warm my neck. Pleasurable waves rolled through me as his hand wandered up and down my body caressing every curve I have. That hard length that brought me so much pleasure last night was now nudging against my backside making me deliriously happy.
“Did you just giggle?” He rolled me onto my back and pressed himself on top of me. Grabbing my wrists lightly, he stretched them over my head as he stared into my eyes. Mischief danced in his chocolate orbs along with a smirk that graced his lips. “Surely, not because of what I’m about to do to you,” he teased and then leaned down to kiss my neck. I tried to leave my hands above my head, but they itched to run through his thick hair and my other wanted nothing more than to glide along his skin. His muscles rippled underneath my fingertips.
My heart soared in my chest as his arms wrapped around my neck pulling me closer to him for a deep kiss. The sensation of his other hand softly running along my side made me inhale deeply as my body debated on the ticklish feeling versus the thrill as his hand reached the side of my breast.
A moan escaped my lips as I felt his hard cock rub against my inner thigh. “Mmm, that’s more like it,” he whispered as he laid another kiss on my neck. Cool air rushed along my breasts as the warmth of his body left me as he reached over to his nightstand. My nipples hardened more than before from the excitement of knowing he might not tease me as much as last night. I was feeling quite greedy this morning.
I couldn’t resist licking my lips as he sat back on his heels to unroll the condom onto his thick length. Everything about him was pure strength and my eyes couldn’t resist the sight before me. Strong shoulders, his pecs flexed as he finished his prepping. A perfect V from his chiseled abs led me right down to what was going to continue to please me this morning, as it had last night.
Startling me, he fell forward onto his arms as if he were about to do a push-up over me. Staring into my eyes a corner of his mouth turned up as his eyes flicked to my lips. As if by instinct, I licked mine. My chest rose and fell as I became more anxious, a certain need was flooding me and I lifted my hips hoping for something to rub me down there.
“Ooh. Are you greedy in the morning?” He lowered himself letting me feel the weight of his body on me as he whispered in my ear, “I didn’t get a chance to enjoy morning sex with you last time.” I frowned at the memory of sneaking out; like I had always done before the feelings of being used overcome me.
That wasn’t the case this morning. Sure, I thought about it last night, but right now there wasn’t a trace of that feeling. I’d pretend it wasn’t coming, like I knew it would after our morning together. It was as if I couldn’t get my fill of him. I wouldn’t get to have him again. I just didn’t want this to end.
I reached to each side of his ass and spread my legs to pull him right where I really wanted him. Feeling his tip where I needed him to be so badly, I squirmed just the right way. I gasped as he leaned in further and pushed himself into me.
“Is that what you want?” He asked as his teeth scraped against my jaw, followed by a gentle nip on my neck. I moaned my response as he pulled back slowly to coat himself before pressing further into me. His hard cock pressed further inside of me, stretching and filling me just like I needed and wanted. Every second inside of me felt as if we melted into each other. Our bodies flowed together as if we were made for each other.
My breaths came out as moans as his thrusts became faster bringing me closer to my orgasm. I arched my back as he continued to hit my perfect spot with pure precision. “Ohh,” I cried out as I closed my eyes feeling that rush of pure bliss flow through me.
“Fuck, Aub, I’m gonna come soon, baby,” he growled out with the sexiest huskiness to his voice. If I hadn’t just come, I would have from hearing the way he said it. Several more thrusts allowed me to finish out my release and I opened my eyes in time to watch his face express the same thrill I just had.
Breathing heavy, he lay on top of me as his lips continued to sweep across my neck. “God, you’re fantastic,” he whispered so faint, I wouldn’t have heard him if I weren’t paying attention. Exhaling, he pulled out of me slowly. I couldn’t help but pout and he kissed my lips as he chuckled. Laying on his side and propping his elbow, he rested his head on his hand. He flattened his other hand on my abs and embarrassingly enough, my stomach responded with a growl.
Clark huffed. “Hungry again, Aub? I guess I’ll have to feed you,” he teased, making it seem as if I were such a difficult person to deal with. I chuckled as I watched him get up and head to the bathroom. I looked up at the ceiling, smiling at how much I enjoyed being with him and wondered what kind of cereal we had that he would “feed” me with.
A moment later, he came out chuckling about something.
“What’s so funny?” I asked, slightly alarmed that it was about me.
“Your stomach. It’s always growling when we’re together. It happened the night we were together after Mel and Flynn’s wedding, too,” he informed me, still smiling, as I watched him pull on a pair of boxer briefs.
He didn’t wait for my response as I sat there, slightly embarrassed and watched him walk out of his bedroom. I rolled over onto my belly and started thinking about the past twenty-four hours. It was a whirlwind and maybe I shouldn’t be as excited as I was about being with Clark.
Doubts started to creep into my thoughts, but I pushed them away as I considered everything he’s done for me. All the sweet little secrets I now knew about him from my discussion with Ariana. Picturing Clark hunched over a little girl’s table having a tea party with her and her best friend made me smile. It also filled me with a certain warmth and ease of being with him. What kind of man would hurt a woman if he could be so sweet and tender with a child?
My heart soared! The sensation of feeling alive I get from Clark each and every time is the pleasure I’ve wanted to experience deep in my heart for so long. But I can’t help but think that it’s Clark. And at the back of my mind, I knew he could never reciprocate the same affection for me.
My therapist’s voice rang through my head, reminding me to just accept the time I have and to enjoy the love that is being given to me. The friendship we’ve developed is something…intense. I’ve never had this with another man.
So, Clark is a smart-ass, womanizer and sometimes a jerk out in public. But it seems the closer I get to him, he’s really nothing like that. What will happen when we’re out in public together? Tina was in public with him and he always seemed sweet and tender with her when they were together. Would he treat me the same if or when we went public with our…relationship?