Chapter 7 CHAPTER 007
Linc Tanner's POV:
Fuck! So damn soft. She is so damn soft and sweet, like I have always thought she would be.
She tenses in my arms for a second as my mouth claims hers, but then she eases into me and I lose all sense of control as she parts her lips for better access to the hot sweetness that was her mouth.
I am so frickin' turned on. I can't think. I wrap a hand behind her neck and pull her head back for a deeper kiss and she moans hotly into my mouth, the erotic sound makes my blood pump faster, through my veins, all heading southwards.
My cock lurched forward, I could feel the tip weeping precum. My thigh tighten, my brief tightened unable to accommodate my erection anymore, threatening to rip it out.
I just wanted to kiss her, to taste those cherry lips and satiate this mad desire that has gripped me since Kathryn introduced her to me, squirming, shy, and avoiding my eyes even as she tried to watch me when she thinks I wasn't aware.
But the kiss is slowly getting out of control with the way Amelia is responding to me. It is pulling my resolve taut. I feel like one stretched nerve ending. Too close to bursting. Her hot tongue gaining entrance Into my mouth, bitting my lower lips, eliciting deep groan from my throat.
Mindless with lust, I slide my tongue in and she is waiting for me, sparring with me with amateur moves, shy and repetitive swirls against my tongue that push me closer to the damn edge.
All I see is red, primal red and nothing more, nothing more than to keep kissing her till eternity.
She tastes like forbidden addiction. Sweet like the forbidden fruit that she is.
The tiramisu we had for dessert is still on her tongue and I go ravenous. Sucking her soft wet tongue even as she tries to keep up with my blind domineering need with the gentle strokes of her own. The kiss is dark and wet and desperate. Three years of worry and forbidden lust etched in mine. Three years of tryinh to fuck her out of my brain.
Three years of stroking my cock every night and day in shower, calling out her name as i come hard and fast. I growl deep in my throat as she gives me more access to her mouth. I kiss her like I was stuck in a desert and she was an oasis. I drink her in.
The softness of her body pressed into the hard lines of mine makes for a heady combination as I dip her neck back to devour her lips at a deeper angle.
She wraps one slim leg high around my waist and I feel my control slip as her soft thigh pulls me into her. Her in-between pressed on my cock. I pull away from her, panting for breath. Her breathing serenades my face in harsh exhales. We watch each other closely like two wild animals.
Panting. The world comes into focus gradually as I catch my breath. But she is still all in my senses. She is all I can see, feel, hear. She is like a dang drug in my system.
"That is why." I say, my tone low and tortured. Three years ago, this was taboo. But now, now the lines are more blurry. I see it in the way her doe eyes widen at my words that she wants it too. She feels the same. But she feels the need to deny it. And that makes me want to do more. Do way more to her. Make her scream my name. Linc. Just how I like. Oh darn.
"This... this is wrong. You can't do this." She breathes but her eyes are on my lips. We are still pressed together, the house is quiet around us, witness to this madness of naked hunger. I might regret this slip of judgment tomorrow but tonight, I am not thinking. I am simply feeling. And it is overwhelming as my hands dig into the soft curves of this grown woman in my arms.
"Look into my eyes and tell me this feels wrong." I whisper against her ear, I flick my tongue against the soft sensitive shell and she shivers, taking in a sharp inhale.
"Linc." She breathes, her voice is shaky and I know she feels exactly how I feel.
"Do it. Tell me this feels flippin' wrong, Amelia. Tell me this is not something you want. What you have always wanted. Tell me you are not wet for me, I can smell your sweet arousal. Tell me and I will let you go this instant." I look into her soft blue eyes, waiting for what feels like an eternity with our bodies pressed against each other, poised with explosive need.
Amelia pulls her hand up to cup my face, I lean into her palm, I press a wet kiss into it, she sighs and draws her fingers into my hair. She leans up to meet my mouth in a desperate open mouthed kiss.
I meet her halfway with my own hunger and the kiss this time is reckless. All lips and teeth and tongue, clashing against each other in a moment of pure desire.
Her fingers in my hair run tight and the pain jerks me with waves of pleasure as I do justice to her mouth, kissing her ravenously. I am so hungry for her that I don't think I can be satiated with just a kiss. I slip my hand from her neck down her body, feeling her soft flesh yielding beneath my wandering palms.
She gasps into my mouth when I cup her soft breasts through her dress. Her nipples are hard already for me and I tease them in gentle circular motions with my thumb, out of my mind with unbidden desire.
She arches into me as I tongue her mouth thoroughly, sucking her moans from her. I am so hard, I can barely hold myself together, but I keep a mental lid on my self-control.