Love Is Louder by Antoinette Candela, Paige Maroney Page A

do to you.” His whisper stirs my hair and tickles my ear, sending chills racing over my skin. His lips slide to my chin, then slowly along my jaw, licking my neck with a deep moan of hunger. He moves his body so that his cock is pressed against my stomach. I’m suddenly weakened by his touch and the edge in his voice. I will relinquish control of my body to him as long as he sees fit. “I’ve been hard all day thinking about you like this. Do you know how impossible it is to work this way?”
    I can’t form words. I just nod adamantly as his hot lips caress my skin.
    Backing me up against the wall, he takes me by the wrists and places them over my head, trapping them with his one hand. He moves his other hand up my thigh, and then his palm is on my ass, teasing at the lace of my thong with his fingers, trailing them along the edge, knowing the path around my body. Inch by inch my skin comes alive, as his hands and mouth claim me. He dips his thumb under my thong and then edges closer to my molten core, his teasing making me more insane and desperate for him. He slips his hand between my legs, sliding a finger through my slick flesh. My eyes close as a wave of sparks shoot though my body like a firecracker. My focus pinpointed on his contact.
    “Oh, shit. So fucking wet, Brie,” he whispers into my ear. He responds by pressing his taut body harder against mine, freeing my hands so they fall limply to my side. His eyes flare, dazzling now with his lust.
    My whole body pulses for him, my blood thrumming through my veins. I grab the back of his neck, forcing our mouths harder together. Feeling my tongue, he opens his lips to allow me in, and we kiss earnestly. His mouth consumes me, taking my space, leaving behind nothing but desire.
    He cups my ass, hoisting me up with his powerful arms. I wrap my legs around his waist. He brings up his hand and pinches one of my hard nipples through the lace, causing me to arch my back into him.
    “God, your tits are beautiful.”
    My nipples pebble and throb, heavier than they’ve ever been. His finger feathers over my breasts before he yanks down my bra, exposing my breasts to him. Taking my aching nipples into his mouth one at a time, he licks and sucks each one as I pull his hair. I cry out at the hot suction on my breast followed by his warm breath and the scrape of his teeth. My body is flushed, acutely sensitive and feverish.
    “James, I need you inside me.”
    He responds with a groan, his mouth wet and hot on my other breast, his tongue licking and flicking, his lips gliding over my scorching skin. His breath over the wet flesh of my nipples gives me gooseflesh, my skin electric from the way he tantalizes me. He stops kissing me, his lips swollen red, his eyes frantic with passion.
    I hold myself by wrapping my arms around his neck while he unbuttons and pulls down his pants and boxers so that they pool at his feet.
    “Damn, I need you, babe. Like now.”
    With our gazes still locked, he grabs my ass and spreads my legs, pushing me down over his beautiful cock, plunging deliciously slow so I can feel every inch of him. He sucks in a loud breath, stretching me exquisitely. I hold my breath until he is rooted. My core ripples around him, welcoming him.
    I need him. I need him now.
    I’m wanted again by the man I married, the man I love.
    “Fuck,” James growls, driving hard and rocking his hips. His body is granite against me, his muscles rippling beneath my fingers.
    “More. Please, more.”I open wider, taking more of him.
    “Yes…like that.” He finds a steady rhythm.
    Our foreheads crash together as he sinks deeper and deeper. I take his mouth in a deep kiss, letting the rhythm of his thrusts set the pace. Everything accelerates and intensifies, as he grounds his hips, reminding me how intensely he can possess me in every way. I cry out as my walls clench around him with each thrust, clinging to him, urging him into me, the need to have him moving inside me almost