Hearts of Blue
Page 39
“Snap,” Lee whispered.
I shivered at the sound of his voice. There was something about the darkness, about the fact that no one could see us that made me feel reckless. I turned in his hold, threw my arms around his neck, and rose up on my toes. Tentatively, I drew his lower lip into my mouth and he pulled me close, capturing my lips with his fiercely. His hands travelled from my waist, all the way up my spine, before sinking into my hair. When his tongue dipped inside and fluttered along mine, I moaned, the sound of it reverberating up my throat.
Lee pulled my body so tightly to his that I could feel the sharp outline of his erection in his jeans. It nudged into my stomach, filling me with a deep, all-consuming lust.
Right in that moment, I wanted him, and I didn’t want to think about the repercussions. There, in the dark of the blacked-out nightclub, we waged a war with our tongues and lips. It was almost like I was fighting him with how hard I kissed him. He drew away, breathless, and pressed his mouth to my forehead as he laced his fingers with mine.
“Come with me,” he purred, tugging on my hand.
Helpless to do anything else, I followed.
I wasn’t sure where Lee was taking me, but before long we’d left the main area of the club and entered someplace quieter. Lee had his phone out, holding it up with the screen illuminated to try to light the way. I had a vague idea of being in a hallway before Lee pulled a door open, swiftly dragging me inside. The door closed with a quiet snick, and then he was on me, backing me into a wall as his hands sank into my hair again, his crotch pushing against me with need.
“I want you.”
My breath caught at the roughness in his voice.
His fingers trailed down my body and found the hem of my dress, frantically pushing it up so he could gain more access. Effortlessly, he lifted and held me, my legs wrapping around his waist. His mouth was everywhere, tasting every inch of me, from my chin to my jawline to my neck.
“You smell amazing,” he growled as his hands gripped my thigh muscles. “And fuck, you’re fit.”
“Touch me,” I begged him, my underwear exposed now that my dress had been pulled up around my hips. All that separated us was two layers of fabric, his hard cock in his jeans creating a delicious source of friction. I fumbled for his belt as he held me, attacking my lips with the most mind-melting kiss I’d ever experienced.
“What do you want, beautiful?” Lee asked in a husky whisper as I pulled his belt buckle free, unsnapped his jeans, and slid my hand inside. His entire body shuddered when my palm met his cock, and I savoured the hot, silky feel of it against my skin. I moved slowly up and down, pleasantly surprised by his size.
“I want this,” I said, nipping at his lips with my teeth and squeezing him in my palm.
“You’re killing me,” he growled into my mouth, turning us and carrying me across the space. A second later my bottom hit a hard surface, and Lee’s hand slipped beneath my underwear. He hissed out a breath when his fingers found me wet and I trembled against him. No one had ever touched me like Lee touched me, like he wanted to consume me. The combination of skill, passion, and need drove me crazy, and when he plunged two fingers inside, I almost lost my mind.
My mouth fell to his shoulder, biting down hard to keep from making too much noise. This was a packed-out nightclub, and though I had no clue what room we were in, I knew somebody could come in at any moment.
“That’s it, baby, hurt me if you need to,” Lee breathed, his voice gruff, moving his fingers in and out as I grasped his cock. His tongue plunged inside my mouth, and I wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It could have been a minute. It could have been an hour. All I knew was that I didn’t want this to end, didn’t want him to ever stop kissing me.
Finding my clit with his thumb, he began rubbing slow circles, and I felt my abdomen draw tight. The need to come made my vision blur with lights and stars that weren’t there.
“God, I missed you,” Lee whispered. “I missed your voice.”
There was something about how he said it, like he truly meant it, that made my heart clench. I couldn’t deny it any longer — I had feelings for him, and those feelings both terrified and excited me.
“Please,” I begged, my voice a breathy whisper. I needed him right then, needed him to fill every inch of me and own me like his eyes always promised he would.
Lee swore profusely as his fingers left me to pull my underwear off. He bent down to run his mouth along my inner thigh, the bit of scruff on his jaw creating a pleasurable scrape. Rising, he fumbled in his pocket, pulling out a condom as I shoved down his jeans, unable to wait any longer.
His tongue slid along the shell of my ear when he leaned in close, his voice low and gravelly. “Do you want it hard, Constable? Or slow?”
His emphasis on the words made me melt, my entire my body trembling at his question. For a second, I was too embarrassed to answer.
“Please,” I moaned again, my hands slipping under his shirt to feel his hard abs beneath. They trailed down his stomach, and I savoured the way his muscles jumped at my touch.
“Tell me,” he insisted, teeth nipping at my earlobe. Tingles skittered from the skin below my ear and all down my spine.
I looked at him then, blue eyes meeting blue eyes in the dark, and an understanding passed between us. Lee let out a low, pleased growl as his mouth found my lips again. “Okay, Snap. I’ll give it to you hard.”
As he tore open the condom packet, the sounds of our laboured breathing filled the small room. A second later, he positioned his cock against me, his hips rocking gently back and forth. I felt like I’d die if he didn’t slip inside me soon.
I shivered at the sound of his voice. There was something about the darkness, about the fact that no one could see us that made me feel reckless. I turned in his hold, threw my arms around his neck, and rose up on my toes. Tentatively, I drew his lower lip into my mouth and he pulled me close, capturing my lips with his fiercely. His hands travelled from my waist, all the way up my spine, before sinking into my hair. When his tongue dipped inside and fluttered along mine, I moaned, the sound of it reverberating up my throat.
Lee pulled my body so tightly to his that I could feel the sharp outline of his erection in his jeans. It nudged into my stomach, filling me with a deep, all-consuming lust.
Right in that moment, I wanted him, and I didn’t want to think about the repercussions. There, in the dark of the blacked-out nightclub, we waged a war with our tongues and lips. It was almost like I was fighting him with how hard I kissed him. He drew away, breathless, and pressed his mouth to my forehead as he laced his fingers with mine.
“Come with me,” he purred, tugging on my hand.
Helpless to do anything else, I followed.
I wasn’t sure where Lee was taking me, but before long we’d left the main area of the club and entered someplace quieter. Lee had his phone out, holding it up with the screen illuminated to try to light the way. I had a vague idea of being in a hallway before Lee pulled a door open, swiftly dragging me inside. The door closed with a quiet snick, and then he was on me, backing me into a wall as his hands sank into my hair again, his crotch pushing against me with need.
“I want you.”
My breath caught at the roughness in his voice.
His fingers trailed down my body and found the hem of my dress, frantically pushing it up so he could gain more access. Effortlessly, he lifted and held me, my legs wrapping around his waist. His mouth was everywhere, tasting every inch of me, from my chin to my jawline to my neck.
“You smell amazing,” he growled as his hands gripped my thigh muscles. “And fuck, you’re fit.”
“Touch me,” I begged him, my underwear exposed now that my dress had been pulled up around my hips. All that separated us was two layers of fabric, his hard cock in his jeans creating a delicious source of friction. I fumbled for his belt as he held me, attacking my lips with the most mind-melting kiss I’d ever experienced.
“What do you want, beautiful?” Lee asked in a husky whisper as I pulled his belt buckle free, unsnapped his jeans, and slid my hand inside. His entire body shuddered when my palm met his cock, and I savoured the hot, silky feel of it against my skin. I moved slowly up and down, pleasantly surprised by his size.
“I want this,” I said, nipping at his lips with my teeth and squeezing him in my palm.
“You’re killing me,” he growled into my mouth, turning us and carrying me across the space. A second later my bottom hit a hard surface, and Lee’s hand slipped beneath my underwear. He hissed out a breath when his fingers found me wet and I trembled against him. No one had ever touched me like Lee touched me, like he wanted to consume me. The combination of skill, passion, and need drove me crazy, and when he plunged two fingers inside, I almost lost my mind.
My mouth fell to his shoulder, biting down hard to keep from making too much noise. This was a packed-out nightclub, and though I had no clue what room we were in, I knew somebody could come in at any moment.
“That’s it, baby, hurt me if you need to,” Lee breathed, his voice gruff, moving his fingers in and out as I grasped his cock. His tongue plunged inside my mouth, and I wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It could have been a minute. It could have been an hour. All I knew was that I didn’t want this to end, didn’t want him to ever stop kissing me.
Finding my clit with his thumb, he began rubbing slow circles, and I felt my abdomen draw tight. The need to come made my vision blur with lights and stars that weren’t there.
“God, I missed you,” Lee whispered. “I missed your voice.”
There was something about how he said it, like he truly meant it, that made my heart clench. I couldn’t deny it any longer — I had feelings for him, and those feelings both terrified and excited me.
“Please,” I begged, my voice a breathy whisper. I needed him right then, needed him to fill every inch of me and own me like his eyes always promised he would.
Lee swore profusely as his fingers left me to pull my underwear off. He bent down to run his mouth along my inner thigh, the bit of scruff on his jaw creating a pleasurable scrape. Rising, he fumbled in his pocket, pulling out a condom as I shoved down his jeans, unable to wait any longer.
His tongue slid along the shell of my ear when he leaned in close, his voice low and gravelly. “Do you want it hard, Constable? Or slow?”
His emphasis on the words made me melt, my entire my body trembling at his question. For a second, I was too embarrassed to answer.
“Please,” I moaned again, my hands slipping under his shirt to feel his hard abs beneath. They trailed down his stomach, and I savoured the way his muscles jumped at my touch.
“Tell me,” he insisted, teeth nipping at my earlobe. Tingles skittered from the skin below my ear and all down my spine.
I looked at him then, blue eyes meeting blue eyes in the dark, and an understanding passed between us. Lee let out a low, pleased growl as his mouth found my lips again. “Okay, Snap. I’ll give it to you hard.”
As he tore open the condom packet, the sounds of our laboured breathing filled the small room. A second later, he positioned his cock against me, his hips rocking gently back and forth. I felt like I’d die if he didn’t slip inside me soon.
