Cured by Pleasure by Lacey Thorn Page B

But it was there and gone too quickly for her to be sure it wasn’t just a reflection of her own disappointment in herself. She wanted so much more than another memory.
    “I’m sure that can be arranged,” he whispered again, placing another kiss on her head while one hand continued to rub up and down her back. “That and more.”
    She caught his gaze again and wondered if he was commenting on her spoken desire for more or if her eyes were spilling the secrets her mouth was smart enough to lock inside. She flattened her palms and let her cheek rest against his chest, taking comfort in the feel of his heartbeat in her ear. His cock was soft inside her, and it wouldn’t take more than a wiggle of her hips or his to dislodge him. She needed to move if for no other reason to make sure the condom didn’t shift and spill or worse come off inside her.
    But she didn’t want him to leave her, and she was suddenly sure it had little to do with the great sex.

 
    Chapter Six
     
     
     
    Deja felt the caress along her side and slowly blinked her eyes open. She must have fallen asleep on Asher’s chest, but now her cheek was pillowed on the soft sheet. She blinked again, and Beck came into focus. She felt a warm body shift beside her and turned her head to see Spencer sprawled there.
    “What time is it?” she softly voiced the question. It still looked dark outside.
    “Just after two,” Beck whispered back. “Come with me?” He offered his hand out to her.
    She took it and eased gently from Spencer’s warmth. She was almost embarrassed to be naked when Beck was wearing a soft looking pair of lounge pants. But the desire in his eyes wouldn’t allow for it.
    “Where are we going?” she asked.
    “My bed,” Beck offered with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Spencer’s had you to himself long enough.”
    She snorted softly and let him tug her across the long expanse of the loft and through a door to what was obviously his bedroom.
    “I didn’t realize lofts had doors,” she admitted. “I thought the whole point was just having a big wide open space.”
    “We added them when we bought the building,” Beck told her as he pulled her toward the bed. “Hungry?” He pointed to the bowl of popcorn that smelled hot and fresh.
    Her tummy growled making her blush and him grin.
    “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said, handing her the bowl as she sat on the bed. “Anyway, Asher and I both took the rooms we walled in with open doors. They’re smaller, but sufficient. Spencer keeps the larger bedroom and bed on the other side of the loft behind the screens.”
    “How did you guys decide that?” She pulled a few popped kernels to her lips and almost moaned as the flavor of salt and fresh butter exploded across her taste buds.
    “I like a lot of salt and butter,” he stated, looking a little embarrassed.
    “Me, too,” she confessed with a little giggle.
    He joined her on the bed, reaching for the bowl as he did and scooping a handful of popcorn out and popping it in his mouth. “Sex makes me hungry,” he talked around the munch as he ate, making her laugh again.
    “Eat with your mouth closed!” she offered with a snicker.
    He let his eyes drop to her lap under the bowl. “Sometimes it’s more fun with my mouth open, my tongue flicking around everywhere for a taste.”
    She could feel her nipples tightening, her pussy growing wet with the memory of just how well he’d pleasured her with his mouth.
    “How hungry are you?” she whispered the question as he gently moved the bowl from her suddenly limp hands.
    “Starving,” he assured her, as he leaned in until his breath fanned her cheek. “Famished even.” His lips pressed just under her ear as they slowly reclined until her back hit the mattress. “I want to taste every inch of you, Deja,” he swore. “I want to make love to you with my mouth, then do the same with my cock.” He pressed against her, letting her feel just how hard he was. “My cock aches