Plus One by Brighton Walsh Page B

night: wrapped in each other’s arms, legs tangled together under the covers.
    Now, the soft morning light filtered in through the gap in the curtains, and she felt Ian stir behind her, a flutter of his fingers against her stomach before his lips pressed against her shoulder. His hand spread wide against her belly, almost as if he was trying to touch as much of her as possible, as his mouth moved whisper-soft across her flesh. His lips caressed her neck and up to her ear. “Good morning,” he whispered. His voice was rough with sleep, and she didn’t know if she’d ever heard a sexier sound.
    Well, that wasn’t true. The sounds he’d made the night before as he’d come were probably the sexiest sounds she’d ever heard. Flushing as she replayed that in her mind, she hummed and squirmed a little, unintentionally rubbing her behind into his crotch.
    His chest rumbled against her back. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Liv.”
    Tucking her chin to her chest, she smiled briefly before wiping her expression clear and turning her head to look over her shoulder at him. “Who said anything about not finishing?”
    She felt the curve of his lips against the skin below her ear. Just as she was giving in to a giddy smile of her own, he opened his mouth and sucked the skin between his lips. She gasped, arching into him, pressing more firmly against his cock. He was already hard, his erection nestled along the line of her ass.
    “God, I want you again.” His fingers lowered from her belly, finding her warm and wet for him.
    “Yes.”
    “You want me, too.” It wasn’t a question as he caressed her silky soft skin, spreading her wide with two fingers while another found her clit.
    “Yes.” This time, she answered in a drawn-out hiss, her eyes already closing against the pleasure he was orchestrating in her body. His finger was relentless, rubbing in tight circles against her. It had been mere minutes and already she felt herself tightening, preparing for release.
    “Did you know you make the same sexy-as-hell sounds before you come?” He nipped at her neck, and she melted further into him. “You’re making them now. Are you gonna come for me, Livvy?”
    Oh , Jesus . His voice was raspy against her neck, and his words poured gasoline on an already smoldering fire. Reaching back, she gripped his head as she turned hers, their lips attaching in a clumsy, wet kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth as his finger sped up against her clit, and she was gone, lost in the pleasure he fed her. She arched, her body throbbing through her release as her lips rested against Ian’s, their breath intermingling between them.
    Still immersed in the blissful aftermath of her orgasm, she felt him lean over her to the nightstand, then heard the telltale crinkling of a condom wrapper.
    “When’d you put that there?” she mumbled into the pillow, a smile tugging at her lips.
    He lay back down behind her, shifting until he was flush with her body. His mouth was against her ear again as his answer came in a soft rumble. “Last night.”
    Pressing kisses at the soft skin below her ear, he aligned himself with her before slowly easing inside. Olivia gasped, loving the delicious sensation of him filling her so fully. She pushed back against him until he was seated completely inside her. Breathlessly, she said, “Thinking you’d get lucky again?”
    “ Hoping ,” he corrected as he started to move, pushing into her slowly as he gripped her hip.
    Reaching behind her, her fingers dug into his ass, pulling him into her and encouraging him to speed up. As he answered her silent request, she moved her other hand down between her legs, her fingers easily sliding through her wetness. They explored the length of her slit, all the way down until they brushed against Ian’s cock moving in and out of her.
    “Jesus Christ, Liv.”
    Hearing the way his voice strained, knowing she was causing him to lose control, just about set Olivia