TWENTY-THREE
Breaking Point
Seven
“Can I come in?” I heard myself ask.
Surprise drew Lucky’s eyebrows up to his hairline but he did eventually step back. The simple glimpse of his erection peeking up from his denim jeans had me primed, tossing gasoline on an inferno. I would’ve laughed at his embarrassed expression had he not looked downright delicious standing there, golden skin on display for my eyes only.
When I couldn’t sleep, at first I thought it was because I was scared to be back in the place that had once been invaded. My body was humming with this inexplicable energy that had me tossing and turning every five seconds. But when the ache between my legs intensified, I realized that it wasn’t anxiety or fear keeping me up.
It was arousal.
My hand shot out before I could think twice about it, reaching for Lucky’s chest, feeling the quick rise and fall of his breathing. The warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips and the lean muscles of his chest only ratcheted up the heat higher.
Lucky stumbled blindly until the back of his legs hit the bed and he flopped down. “What are you doing here?” His confusion would have been amusing if not for the way he made me burn.
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“So you came here?”
My brow arched. “Do you want me to leave?”
His mouth snapped shut as his gaze raked over my body. “I don’t know about this,” he whispered.
I didn’t either, but I wasn’t about to walk away now. “We never did talk about our feelings that night.”
“You want to talk about it now?”
“No. I want to do it again,” I admitted in a whisper. Lucky groaned low, his head lolling back as if he couldn’t believe this was happening.
My gaze trained on the corded muscles of his neck and the hollow of his collarbone. What would he do if I leaned forward and tasted him? Lucky’s hands shot out to stop me, his eyes giving me a clear warning. “What? Do you not want to?”
“And miss getting another chance to touch you? Never.” He sat up, grabbed a hold of my hips, and pulled me towards him. “But this time, I won’t stop. I can’t stop. Not until you’re screaming. So think hard, Seven, make sure this is what you really want.”
That feeling of aliveness when he first kissed me returned in a flash, heating my whole body until I burned. “Oh, I want it.” Or I wouldn’t have come in the first place. “Are you going to take my clothes off?”
“Nope. I want you to strip for me.” Dimples flashed as he grinned. “Slowly.”
Stepping back, I reached for the bottom of my tank. As I started to strip for him, Lucky’s gaze dropped to my stomach and it clenched with need and anxiety. God, I hope I wouldn’t regret this.
Lucky’s eyes shone with heated possession as they latched onto my breasts, still encased in my bra. “Let the straps fall down,” he demanded. That voice. It was enough to have me wanting to clench my thighs tighter together. “I like you with your hair down,” he said. Raw male lust made his words sound like a caress on my skin. My nipples instantly pebbled in response, turning into aching little buds against my bra. “It makes you look so soft and inviting, so different than the tigress you usually are. I love that about you. You have your edges.” His eyes dropped to rake over my body from top to bottom, bottom to top. “And your curves.”
Lust swirled around me like fumes. I boldly ran my hands up and over my breasts, tugging the straps down until the mounds were on full display. Lucky emitted a low growl that made me smile and a pang shot through me.
“Christ, woman, do you know what you do to me?” From beneath my lashes, I watched as Lucky reached forward and rubbed himself through his jeans.
“Am I making you hard?” I loved getting him amped up. Seeing the way his eyes heated and his jaw clenched tight with desire.
“Yes. Take it off.”
Reaching behind me, I popped the clasp and slipped the bra off, tossing it playfully at Lucky where it landed on his crotch. Both our eyes settled there for a moment before looking up at the same time, gazes colliding before he dropped his eyes to look at my exposed breasts. “Now lose the pants.”
Another pang, this one sharper.
With a smirk, my fingertips dropped to the button of my shorts, slowly unzipping them like a secret present. It thrilled me, the way he watched, his eyes glazed over with need. My breasts jiggled as I bent over and drew my shorts down.
Lucky licked his lips. “Now the panties.”
“No. I’ll leave them on for now.”
His eyes flashed. “Tease.”
“Patience is a virtue.”
“Fuck virtues, angel. I’m a sinner.”
“Angel, huh?” I lowered myself slowly, settling between his knees. “I didn’t know you had a thing for Glory MC’s prospect. I’ll let him know the next time I see him.”
“Don’t be a smartass.” A hand reached out to paw one of my breasts. I arched farther into him, our mouths almost touching.
“When are you going to kiss me?”
His evil grin widened further. “I’m going to do more than just kiss you, Seven.”
Liquid heat spilled through me. “Well, let’s get started, shall we?” Lucky groaned loudly as I freed him, gripping him tightly in my fist. The tips of my fingers didn’t quite meet around his girth but that only excited me more as I licked an explorative sweep up his length. “Mmm,” I murmured, meeting his eyes. “Thick and long. Is that how you got your nickname, Lucky? You’re well-endowed.”
His low chuckle was dark and seductive. “No, but I’m definitely feeling like the luckiest bastard on earth right now. Do that again.”
I worked him good, bobbing my head up and down in his lap, taking him deep into my throat until I thought I would gag. His groans of pleasure made me chuckle.
“What the hell are you laughing at?” His hand came to caress my face, thumb brushing softly over my wet lips.
“You moan like you’re dying.”
“I will if you don’t stop teasing me and finish me off soon.” He groaned loudly when I stuffed him in my mouth again. “Shit!” I pumped him through his orgasm, through the guttural cries and the harsh grip in my hair, loving every minute of it.
When he calmed and pulled back, I smiled up at him. “Holy mother of—” His words were cut short as he tucked his hands under my armpits, lifting me and tossing me roughly onto the bed behind him. I squealed, turning to face him. His eyes went dark with desire and his voice dropped low. “Your turn.”
Lucky
The mouth on Seven was going to kill me. I thought the insults she spat like bullets would do me in first, but I didn’t know her blowjobs would send me straight to hell.
Or heaven, depending on how you thought about it.
Seven lay on my bed, her legs spread, her red panties blocking the view that would make me gun down an army just to see. Her huge tits, completely natural, created curves that I desperately wanted to explore with my hands, with my tongue. My cock was already hardening again, insatiable with its need for her. “Tell me now if you want to stop because I don’t think I can if I touch you again.”
“That was fast,” she said with a little bit of awe as her eyes dropped to where I gripped myself.
“Yeah, well. You’re hot as fuck.”
“What are you waiting for then?” Seven hooked her thumbs in her panties and began to tug them down. She glistened with need, already primed just as I had suspected. It had to be the hottest thing I had ever seen in my entire life.
When I tore my gaze from her core and looked up to gauge her expression, Seven wasn’t looking at me but rather my cock. I barely suppressed a groan. “You’re gonna kill me looking at me like that.”
“I want it in my mouth again,” she said, eyes darting up to meet mine.
Holy shit. “Be careful, baby. My cock could get used to that.”
“I don’t care.” She reached up, clasping her hands over mine where they gripped my aching cock. “I like the taste of you.”
God, she really was going to kill me tonight! “Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes.”
“No teeth though.”
Lush lips pressed at the base of my erection. “Don’t like a little pain with your blowjobs?”
“No. You torture me enough as it is. Come here.” Gripping her hips, I turned her towards me. Seven never once stopped her ministrations, continuing to lick me like a hungry kitten as I positioned her legs on either side of my shoulders.
With her pussy within easy reach, I dove in like a man possessed, licking until her head snapped up and she let out a harsh cry. I knew she was close when her legs started to wobble, so I pushed it some more, using my tongue to fuck her until I added a finger into the mix, enjoying her mewling cries around my cock.
Her head snapped up. “Oh God, Lucky!” Her pussy convulsed as she came hard. Her entire body was into it, shaking and tightening. Then Seven slumped like a dead carcass on the bed. “You didn’t come,” she breathed to the ceiling, chest still heaving from the intense orgasm.
I stifled a smile as I propped myself up on a forearm to look at her. “No, but you did,” I said smugly. Her leg shot out to kick me. “Ow!”
Seven lifted her head just enough to look at me, the promise falling easily from her wet lips. “The next time I suck you off you’re going to come so hard, you’ll forget all about the other women you’ve ever fucked.”
“You’re welcome to try again,” I said, but the heat in her eyes and the promise of passion was enough to erase the nameless faces of my past.