Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Series book 1) by Krystal Morrison Page B
Authors: Krystal Morrison
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she rubbed her eyes; moaning and groaning into wakefulness. Her lashes fluttered open, dazzling emerald green eyes pinned him to the spot and he forgot what he intended to say.
“Sebastian...” her eyes glazed with passion and he found himself lowering towards her lips.
He groaned as his lips gently caressed hers and a tenderness he had never known, overwhelmed him. He caressed her limbs leisurely as the kiss deepened and she sighed into his mouth; her body melting into him. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids and her nose as he stroked her hair with his fingertips.
He wanted to touch every delectable inch of her, please her in ways she’d never been pleasured before and never would again. He couldn’t begin to understand or explain the feelings coursing through his veins. He wanted her so badly; yet not in the way he was accustomed to. He wanted her light to seep into the dark recesses of his soul and chase away the darkness that dwelled there.
His lips forged a path to her breast and she moaned in pleasure as he gently stroked each nipple with his tongue. He smothered his face into her abdomen; tasting her navel with his tongue and she inhaled sharply. He flourished light kisses on the inside of her arms, her palms and lingered at the pulses at her wrists. Tears pooled in her eyes as his lips stroked each of her fingertips and spilled over as he travelled to her legs and toes. A frowned marred his perfect brow as he saw the tears and he slithered to face her.
He stroked her hair soothingly. “Do you want me to stop?” her heart constricted as she saw the tenderness in his beautiful brown eyes.
And in that moment she knew exactly why she’d travelled from Manhattan, all the way to Long Island, despite the threat of a storm, to ensure that he was unharmed. The startling affirmation brought fresh tears to her eyes. She caressed his face lovingly; tracing his lips with her forefinger before cupping his face into her palms and fusing her lips, gently, to his. Her tongue tangled with his and he growled into her mouth and gave in to the sweet pressure of her lips.
He broke the kiss long enough to slide his boxers over his hips and retrieve a condom from the nearby nightstand. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes caressed his naked beauty and her chest tightened with apprehension as her eyes fastened on his impressive shaft. But as his lips found hers she forgot all else.
He caressed her body with featherlike strokes and as her tense muscles relaxed, he entered her slowly. Her body stretched to accommodate him as he ground into her slick flesh with exquisite tenderness and delightful thrills shot through her body. He laced his fingers through hers; his strokes deepening but the motion of his hips remaining the same and she writhed beneath him.
He savored the languid pleasure , marveling at the calm intensity. Never had he experienced pleasure so potent, yet so gentle. His body knew the ultimate bliss to be had but there was no rush to get there, no thought of the next moment. He was too busy basking in every second and, astonishingly, wishing that it would last forever.
As the storm raged outside, the fires of passion licked at his heels, not quite consuming him but scorching him, nonetheless. He groaned in ecstasy as she begged him to end the wondrous torture as she didn’t think she could bear it a second longer. They rode the tides of pleasure together; their bodies so close it felt as if they shared each other’s heartbeat.
She crooned his name as her body unraveled in orgasmic bliss that seemed to last forever and he held her close as he felt the raptures starting within him. A groan tore from his lips as he exploded inside her. The pleasure was so sweet he could taste it on his tongue as he collapsed on his back taking her with him; their breathing labored. Exhausted to the bone, but fulfilled beyond imagination, they fell into a light dozed; locked in each other’s arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
“Sebastian...” her eyes glazed with passion and he found himself lowering towards her lips.
He groaned as his lips gently caressed hers and a tenderness he had never known, overwhelmed him. He caressed her limbs leisurely as the kiss deepened and she sighed into his mouth; her body melting into him. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids and her nose as he stroked her hair with his fingertips.
He wanted to touch every delectable inch of her, please her in ways she’d never been pleasured before and never would again. He couldn’t begin to understand or explain the feelings coursing through his veins. He wanted her so badly; yet not in the way he was accustomed to. He wanted her light to seep into the dark recesses of his soul and chase away the darkness that dwelled there.
His lips forged a path to her breast and she moaned in pleasure as he gently stroked each nipple with his tongue. He smothered his face into her abdomen; tasting her navel with his tongue and she inhaled sharply. He flourished light kisses on the inside of her arms, her palms and lingered at the pulses at her wrists. Tears pooled in her eyes as his lips stroked each of her fingertips and spilled over as he travelled to her legs and toes. A frowned marred his perfect brow as he saw the tears and he slithered to face her.
He stroked her hair soothingly. “Do you want me to stop?” her heart constricted as she saw the tenderness in his beautiful brown eyes.
And in that moment she knew exactly why she’d travelled from Manhattan, all the way to Long Island, despite the threat of a storm, to ensure that he was unharmed. The startling affirmation brought fresh tears to her eyes. She caressed his face lovingly; tracing his lips with her forefinger before cupping his face into her palms and fusing her lips, gently, to his. Her tongue tangled with his and he growled into her mouth and gave in to the sweet pressure of her lips.
He broke the kiss long enough to slide his boxers over his hips and retrieve a condom from the nearby nightstand. Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes caressed his naked beauty and her chest tightened with apprehension as her eyes fastened on his impressive shaft. But as his lips found hers she forgot all else.
He caressed her body with featherlike strokes and as her tense muscles relaxed, he entered her slowly. Her body stretched to accommodate him as he ground into her slick flesh with exquisite tenderness and delightful thrills shot through her body. He laced his fingers through hers; his strokes deepening but the motion of his hips remaining the same and she writhed beneath him.
He savored the languid pleasure , marveling at the calm intensity. Never had he experienced pleasure so potent, yet so gentle. His body knew the ultimate bliss to be had but there was no rush to get there, no thought of the next moment. He was too busy basking in every second and, astonishingly, wishing that it would last forever.
As the storm raged outside, the fires of passion licked at his heels, not quite consuming him but scorching him, nonetheless. He groaned in ecstasy as she begged him to end the wondrous torture as she didn’t think she could bear it a second longer. They rode the tides of pleasure together; their bodies so close it felt as if they shared each other’s heartbeat.
She crooned his name as her body unraveled in orgasmic bliss that seemed to last forever and he held her close as he felt the raptures starting within him. A groan tore from his lips as he exploded inside her. The pleasure was so sweet he could taste it on his tongue as he collapsed on his back taking her with him; their breathing labored. Exhausted to the bone, but fulfilled beyond imagination, they fell into a light dozed; locked in each other’s arms.
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
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