Page 31 of Lorcan's Obsession
Knock knock, precum.
Abort mission. Abort!
Before Tristen could do more, I spun her around and consumed her mouth like she was my very reason for existence.
"Shall we go?" I panted inside her ear.
Tristen nodded fervently.
Half an hour later, we were tripping along the corridor, rushing to get to my apartment. I kicked the door open, slammed it shut, then pinned her on it. Tristen responded by jumping on me, wrapping her legs around my torso, and spearing her tongue inside my mouth.
Her taking what she wanted from me had my dick ready to cut glass.
Groans and purrs bounced from wall to wall as we stole the air from each other. I had to slow down this kiss or I’d fuck her right now against this cold oak door.
“D-do you want a drink?” I managed to ask between breaths.
“Yeah,” she gasped, staring at me like a candy stick. “Yeah, I wanna drink you.”
“You—” I shook my head. My blood was fizzling for her.
She tugged my blazer off my arms. In a swift move, I flung my T-shirt off my body and tossed it onto the living room floor.
"I want-I want to feel all of you, Lorcan," she pleaded between gasping breaths, hands gliding all over my back and squeezing my ass until I moaned her name like a prayer.
I was letting Tris do whatever she wanted so I could find her zipper. She'd probably try to sneak out in the wee hours again, and I had to derail that process—part of the bigger plan for her tonight.
Her impatient fingers circled the band of my boxers like a shark chasing blood. My hips surged forward in answer. I wanted her so badly that my fingers trembled.
Got it.
From the base of her zipper, in one swift move, I pulled the fabric away from her skin and...rrrip!
Tristen’s eyes shot up to me in surprise. For a split second, I expected her to scold or slap me. Instead, she seemed excited by my actions.
Well then, since she wasn't pissed...snap! The zip disconnected and fell to the floor. There was no way she'd fix that quickly, tipsy, or in the middle of the night.
Her tight red dress fell open to her waist, but her luscious ass still held it up. I slid my large hands around her butt cheeks to push the dress off her. Her gorgeous body was naked before me in nothing but a tiny atomic-green silk thong and those striking devil's shoes.
"Fuck, baby. You are so beautiful.” I pulled her close. Warm, smooth skin flushing against mine. “You are so fucking perfect."
A red blush dusted her golden skin. She reached for my swollen cock over my pants. “I'm hungry for this, Lorcan."
"I know you are. And if you are a good girl, you will have all you want, all you can eat."
"But Lorcan!"
Shushing her tenderly, I rolled my tongue on the hollow of her neck and sucked the skin there. Tristen’s head fell back, hushed whimpers escaping her.
"I want to worship you tonight, Tristen." My mouth nipped at her soft flesh.
"To adore every inch of your body," I continued, licking along her breastbone to the supple mounds of her breast.
"To kiss you here—" I pulled a pebbled nipple between my lips.
"To taste you here—" I kneeled and nuzzled close to her womanhood.
"I want to drink everything you give me—" I flicked her clit over her atomic green silk panties, causing her to tremble inelegantly, whimper wantonly, scream salaciously.