Claim (Fury Brothers #5)

She took another step until she was standing between my spread knees. I leaned forward and put my mouth on her nipple. I sucked hard, and her hands slid into my hair.

As I explored her, she made husky sounds. Oh yeah, I liked that. I moved my mouth across to the other breast, lapping at her skin. She couldn’t stand still as I nibbled on her nipple.

I curled my hands around her slim waist. She was perfect. There was nothing fake or practiced about her.

Just pure, honest desire.

“What do you need, angel?”

“You to keep touching me.” Her voice was breathy.

I slid a finger in the side of her thong, toyed with it. I smoothed my other hand around her ass cheek and squeezed. She stepped closer.

“How do you feel?” I asked.

“Hot. Naughty.” She shifted on her bare feet. “Pretty damn happy that a big, delicious man like you stopped at my table in the diner.”

I growled and my cock pulsed. I sucked on that sweet nipple again, pulling it deep into my mouth.

She whimpered, fingers twisting in my hair. I pushed the lace thong down, and she kicked it away.

“You’re so perfect, Bell. Beautiful.”

She blinked down at me.

Had no one told her that before? I slid my hands into the neat, dark curls between her legs, and she widened her stance.

“I knew you’d be soft here.” I stroked her folds, and watched her bite her lip. Her hands rested on my shoulders, digging in hard. “Mmm, and you’re wet for me.” I teased her entrance.

“Beau… I ache.”

“I’ll take care of you, angel.” I paused. “You done this before?”

“I’m not a virgin.”

I made a humming sound, then pushed a thick finger inside her. She made a choked sound. Damn, she was tight. “My cock is way bigger than my finger, sweetheart.”

Her cheeks flushed and she lifted her chin. “I can take you.”

There was that grit.

She rocked against my hand, and I thrust another finger inside her, stretching her. In, out. In, out. She was panting now, and I worked another finger inside her until she moaned. I needed her to come. I didn’t want to hurt her when I fucked her.

She was riding my hand wildly now.

“That’s it, angel. Look at you. So damn sexy.” I found her clit with my thumb and stroked.

She jerked, her breathing getting faster. Her hands were gripping my shoulders hard, and I knew her nails would leave marks.

“I want you to come now,” I told her.

“It usually…takes me a while.”

But I could feel her body tensing. She wasn’t far away. “Not this time. Not with me.”

I pushed my fingers deeper and pinched her clit.

She exploded for me.