“These fucking leggings have been driving me crazy,” he growled, startling a giggle out of me. Lawson’s eyes connected with mine as he tossed the clothing to the floor. “My girl loves torturing me.”
Warmth spread through me at his words. “Maybe just a little.”
His lips twitched, and it was only then that I realized he’d completely bared me to him. But I wasn’t scared or nervous. All I felt was desire. A desperate need for Lawson. Whatever he could give me.
Lawson’s fingers ghosted up my inner thighs, pressing them farther apart. His gaze dropped to my center. His thumb parted me, and Lawson sucked in a breath.
“So beautiful. Glistening. Aching for more. You want me to eat you, Hallie? To make you come so hard you see stars?”
My core spasmed. “Please.”
I was begging, and I didn’t even care.
It was all Lawson needed. Two fingers slid inside me as his tongue circled that bundle of nerves.
I cried out as my back arched, so much sensation. And I felt it everywhere. My fingers fisted in the blankets as Lawson’s fingers stroked inside me. They twisted and curled, making me tremble.
“Blue,” I whispered.
Lawson growled against my clit, the sound sending another wave of pleasure coursing through me. He added a third finger. There was the slightest hint of pain, but it melted into heat as he teased that bundle of nerves with his tongue.
My legs shook violently as black spots danced across my vision.
“Please,” I begged.
Lawson’s lips closed around my clit, and he sucked deeply just as his fingers curled.
I fractured.
My walls clamped down on his fingers, taking all the pleasure Lawson had to give. Wave after wave crashed through me. But Lawson didn’t let up. He took and took until I collapsed back on the bed, my vision blurry.
He moved then, lying next to me and curling around my spent body.
I turned into him, my eyes meeting those stormy blue ones. “I think I love not-sex.”
Lawson’s laugh boomed out of him. He bent forward, taking my mouth. “We’re only just getting started.”
38
LAWSON
Wakingup with blue balls was my new constant state. I groaned as I rolled to my back, reaching for the alarm.
“Too early,” Hallie muttered, trying to put the pillow over her head but failing.
I chuckled as I leaned over and pressed my lips to her hair. “We gotta get up before we get caught having a sleepover.”
“Mmm,” she mumbled.
I pressed up on an elbow, looking down at Hallie. God, she was beautiful all mussed and sleepy. I swore I could still taste her on my tongue. My dick twitched at the memory, and I wondered if it was a horrible idea to pull her into the shower with me. I didn’t regret making yesterday all about her, but my balls hated me just a little.
Children in the house, I reminded myself and pushed from the bed.
That had Hallie waking fully. She blinked as I turned on a light. “Showering?” she asked.
I looked down at my throbbing dick pressing against my boxer briefs. “What do you think?”
A strangled laugh escaped her. “Sorry?”
