by Cathryn Fox
“Not yet, but soon,” I say, playing by society’s rules for a little bit longer. “While I’m waiting, I just need something to help me get through the next few weeks.” I drop my towel and expose my naked, quivering body.
His gaze rakes over me. Hungry. Ravenous. Dangerous. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs.
“And I’m all yours.”
His eyes glaze, like he’s forgotten all rational thought, but then a laugh sounds outside my window. A splash follows the sound as some other drunken cop lands in the pool. “Layla, fuck…” The sound pulls him back and he inches away.
I step up to him again, push against his thigh and he holds his hands up, palms out. “I can’t touch you. I won’t.”
He’s such a good man and that’s one of the reasons I love him. “Then don’t,” I say, never wanting to get him into any kind of trouble. “Don’t touch me, Jack. Just stand here, hands behind your back.”
I shove his hands around his body, and as I do, I straddle his leg, and push down until my hot sex is wide open on his bare thigh.
He sucks in a quick breath. “Holy fuck.”
I move against him, rub my clit, and let loose a low, needy moan. I know he’s currently off limits—sex with him taboo—but everything about this feels so good, so right. As heat zings through my body, I cup my breasts, needing something to do with my hands before I run them all over his hard muscles.
“You’re so wet,” he murmurs going as still as a stealth soldier as I continue to rock against him. I move restlessly and my clit swells, still so achy and needy from not being able to finish myself off in the shower.
His gaze slides over me, then he pinches his eyes tight shut. “This is so wrong.”
“You’re not doing anything wrong, Jack. And for me, it feels so right.” I press down harder, and heat sparks through me as I ride his leg, taking what I need from him, for the time being.
“I’m going to come all over your legs,” I say.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he growls and links his hands behind his neck.
I chuckle. “Just think, in a couple of weeks, you’re going to be able to do anything you want to me. Anything at all. I won’t say no to you, Jack. I won’t say no to anything.”
“Jesus, fuck,” he growls, as I pick up speed.
“Then after college, we can move away, finally get out of Texas like we both want. You have that job in New York you’re always talking about, and once I have my law degree, there will be plenty of firms where I can work.”
As I think about the life we can have together, I rub myself hard, creating friction as I massage my breasts. I throw my head back and punch my nipples until they’re swollen and begging for this man’s hot mouth.
“In a few weeks, when I’m finally allowed, I’m going to take your cock into my mouth. I want to swallow every inch of you. You’ll let me do that won’t you, Jack? You’ll let me take your cock so deep into my throat that I won’t be able to breathe.”
He grunts in response, the sound so loaded with promise it makes me a little hotter and a whole lot wetter. My lids flutter, and I angle my head to see the agony he’s in as his cock throbs, but I won’t touch him. I’m not allowed.
“I’m going to want you to own me, everywhere. Nothing is off limits. You can own my mouth, my pussy, and my ass.”
“I’m going to fucking own you, Layla.”
A hard quiver moves through me at the deepness of his voice. I hate that I can’t help him take the edge off. But I’m not going to break his no touching rule. Than again, I guess I sort of am by rubbing my pussy on his leg. At least our hands aren’t involved, which is his hard rule. I gyrate, and slide over his muscular thigh, taking what I need. Each movement builds heat and friction, and in no time at all an explosion tears through me. My body soars, each clench taking me higher and higher until I’m free-falling without a net.
“Jesus Christ,” he groans as I soak his leg, my juices dripping down his thigh.
God, if this is what can happen when he doesn’t even touch me, I can’t imagine what will happen to me when he finally does. I take deep gulping breaths, and Jack stays still, his eyes holding my gaze as my heartbeat regulates and I come back down to earth.
“I have to go,” he murmurs, once my body has settled again.
“I know.” He inches back, and a burst of cool air brushes over my body with his absence. My pussy aches for him as he grabs my towel off the floor and wraps me in it. His hands are big and rough, but so gentle on my body. “I’ll see you soon, Jack,” I say, my voice full of promise.
“Don’t forget your safe word, Layla,” he responds.
“Will you come running to me like a knight in shining armor?” I ask.
He grins, and turns his back on me. I watch him go, and my body quivers as I mentally count down the days until the time is right, and he can finally be mine.
About Cathryn
New York Times and USA today Bestselling author, Cathryn is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. She has two teenagers who keep her busy with their never ending activities, and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life, is always trying to find time to go to the gym, can never keep up with emails, Facebook or Twitter and tries to write page-turning books that her readers will love.
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Also by Cathryn Fox
In the Line of Duty
His Obsession Next Door
His Strings to Pull
His Trouble in Talulah
His Taste of Temptation
His Moment to Steal
His Best Friend’s Girl
His Reason to Stay
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Confessions
Confessions of a Bad Boy Professor
Confessions of a Bad Boy Officer
Confessions of a Bad Boy Fighter
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Hands On
Hands On
Body Contact
Full Exposure
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Dossier
Private Reserve
House Rules
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Boys of Beachville
Good at Being Bad
Igniting the Bad Boy
Bad Girl Therapy
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Stone Cliff Series:
Crashing Down
Wasted Summer
Love Lessons
Wrapped Up
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Eternal Pleasure Series
Instinctive
Impulsive
Indulgent
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Sun Stroked Series
Seaside Seduction
Deep Desire
Private Pleasure
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Captured and Claimed Series:
Yours to Take
Yours to Teach
Yours to Keep
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Firefighter Heat Series
Fever
Siren
Flash Fire
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Playing For Keeps Series
Slow Ride
Wild Ride
Sweet Ride
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Breaking the Rules:
Hold Me Down Hard
Pin Me Up Proper
Tie Me Down Tight
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Stand Alone Title:
Hands on with the CEO
Torn Between Two Brothers
Holiday Spirit
Unleashed
Knocking on Demon’s Door
Web of Desire
