Page 13 of Let Me Love You
The heat from his mouth combined with the cold granite against my bare thighs and back is such a stark contrast I nearly melt on the spot. I lift my hips in rhythm with his tongue, and it feels so good. So freaking good. I press my fingers against the granite surface as I fight the urge to push his face against me and ride his mouth. Instead, I let him take the lead. Torturing me.
Finally, he latches onto me, sucks hard, and groans. The vibration against my clit pushes me over the edge, and my mouth drops open in a silent scream while the world shatters around me.
Holy. Freaking. Shit.
It never gets old.
Ever.
The way he kisses me. Worships me. The feel of his tongue. His hands. His mouth. His cock.
“Get inside me,” I demand. My desperation takes over at the thought of his erection. I start to sit up, but he gently pushes me back down.
“Stay,” he orders.
“Get inside me now,” I volley right back at him.
My clit is still pulsing as he stands up, a cocky smirk teasing his lips. Quickly, he unbuckles his pants, shoving into me with one long, delicious thrust. My back bows off the counter at the exquisite burn as he stretches me, and I soak it up. The way he feels. The addictive intrusion. His heavy breathing as he attempts to control himself.
Without giving me time to adjust, he grabs my waist and tugs me toward him, pistoning in and out of me as I ride out the rest of my orgasm. Another follows right after. My skin feels hot and tight, and my breathing is erratic, but his thrusts? And the way he knows exactly where the right spot is?
“Mack, I’m gonna…” I shake my head back and forth as he yanks me toward him even harder, forcing me to ride his cock over and over. “I’m gonna come.”
“Come with me, baby,” he grunts. “Come with me now.”
He jerks inside of me, and I tumble after him, clenching around him as euphoria blossoms from my center and out to my limbs, leaving me limp and satiated. Macklin’s grip on my waist eases a few seconds later, and he slips out of me. The familiar ripping sound of a paper towel mingles with my unsteady breaths before he wipes me clean and helps me sit up, pressing another kiss to my lips.
“Love you, Kate.”
“Love you too.”
5
BLAKELY
Clicking my tongue against the roof of my mouth, I scroll through the apartment options online. Everyone else is out of the house. Ashlyn’s room is completely empty, and so is Kate’s. It’s only me and Mia left here. I have no idea where she is right now. Work, probably. Or sleeping. I check the time on my cell. It’s ten in the morning. Yeah, she’s definitely sleeping.
With my laptop propped in front of me, I lay on my stomach on the bed and peruse my choices. Or…ourchoices, considering I’m moving in with Theo.
Holy crap on a cracker, Batman!
I’m moving in with Theodore Taylor.
Never in a million, billion, kajillion years would I have guessed I’d wind up with Teddy Taylor. Even now, it’s surreal. Like I’m watching my life unfold from an outside perspective, and damn. Blakely Thorne hit the jackpot.
Another listing catches my attention, and I click on a link to a tiny one-bedroom with a gorgeous view of the mountains.
“Oooo, this one’s close to the gym,” I say under my breath.
The counters are Formica, and the floors are linoleum.
Yikes.
Pretty sure there’s a cockroach in the picture too.
Seriously?No one thought to pick it up before snapping the photo?
I click the back button and return to my search.