He lifts me off the ground and I wrap my legs around him. His mouth tastes warm and rich, the bourbon flavor somehow enhancing his own natural taste. I moan into his mouth as he sits, unhooking my legs but keeping them on either side of his hips so I’m straddling him. His hard length is pressed against my wet heat, the small panties providing no protection between us.
He slides his hands into my hair, then grips hard, pulling me away from our kiss.
“Promise me you’ll behave when they’re here, Enya. Promise me,” he growls. He looks like he’s barely holding on, barely maintaining a tight grip on his control.
“I promise. I won’t do anything to risk you losing this job,” I say softly.
He holds my head, but uses his thumbs to stroke over my cheeks, then slides one over my lips.
“I wouldn’t trust anyone else to look after you, to protect you. You’re too important to me, Enya. I don’t want to risk having to leave you to someone else’s care,” he says as if desperate for me to understand.
“I don’t want anyone else, Christian. You’re the one who keeps my nightmares at bay. You’re the one who makes me feel safe. You’re the one who is helping Shane regain control of this pack. I won’t jeopardize that. I promise.”
His eyes track down to my bra and panties. I watch as he grits his teeth and his eyes roll closed.
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“If I come to hold you at night, you can NOT dress like this. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I say.
“And no matter what, we absolutely can NOT do what I’m about to do,” he says, releasing my hair before sliding my bra straps off my shoulders and pulling my bra down, exposing me to him.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs reverently. He watches me as he slides his thumbs over my nipples which have already tightened into hard peaks. I gasp as electric heat goes straight to my core. Then he leans forward and sucks one nipple into his mouth.
I cry out before I can stop myself. It feels so much better than I thought it would. His warm tongue begins swirling around my nipple as he gently sucks.
“Christian,” I moan, leaning back and arching into his mouth.
He wraps an arm around my waist, holding me as I slide my hands into his hair, holding him against my breast.
“Oh goddess, that feels so good,” I moan. He growls against my breast, making my body shiver.
I begin grinding against him, needing friction to find my release.
He pulls off my nipple, making me whimper at the loss. He reaches up and nips gently at my exposed throat, accepting my unintentional submission. Something about submitting to Christian feels good, it feels right. So rather than lifting my head, I extend my head farther back, making sure he knows that I’m submitting to him.
His growl of pleasure lets me know that he’s happy with my response. He gently nips at my throat again before kissing his way to the other
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“Do you need a release, Enya?” he murmurs against my skin.
“Yes,” I say, my voice a breathy moan.
“Will that help you get a good night’s sleep?” he asks.
“Yes,” I moan.
He sucks the other nipple into his mouth as his hand slides up my thigh. I feel his thumb slip under my panties, and he growls again.
“Goddess, you’re so fucking wet.”
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