Page 67 of Jagger
“Now, this is worth getting out of bed for,” he growled, sliding one hand up the front of my body and clasping it loosely around my throat as he pulled me upright. He held me, my back to his front, and ground his erection against me, and I moaned as I felt it slip between the cheeks of my ass. He tightened his grip around my throat and dipped his head to nibble on my neck.
“Mmmm, that feels good,” I murmured, pushing back against him as his cock rubbed along my cleft again.
“Fair warning, I’m gonna need to fuck this sweet ass of your soon, Angel. You on board with that?”
I wassoon board with that, but I was too busy rubbing against him to answer, so I just nodded, then moaned again when Cole’s other hand reached around to the front of my body and skimmed lower to find my clit.
“I love how wet you get for me,” Cole whispered in my ear, and the hand at my throat tightened again. He let go and skimmed his hand up to cup my jaw, then whispered again, “Get on the end of the bed, on your hands and knees, facing the headboard.” When I didn’t move fast enough, he delivered a light smack to my butt and ordered, “Now, Angel.”
I hurried to do his bidding, quickly positioning myself as he’d demanded. Once again, he came up behind me and ran his hands over my curves. He bent over me and kissed his way up my spine, then placed his hand between my shoulder blades and gently pushed.
“Head and chest on the bed but keep this gorgeous ass raised up for me.”
I slid my hands up the mattress, so they were resting above my head as I lowered my upper body to the bed. I could only imagine that I looked like a supplicant kneeling and bowing to her master. Anticipation held my body taut as I waited for Cole’s next move. I didn’t have to wait long, and I jumped when I felt his wet tongue swiping over my pussy. He grunted, then brought a hand up and placed it on the small of my back, applying just enough pressure to let me know he wanted me to be still while he played.
He continued using his mouth, and then his fingers to drive me wild, then he withdrew, and I felt something hot and hard pressed against my entrance.
“I can’t wait. Need to fuck you,” he ground out, his voice rough and gravelly. The breath flew out of my lungs when he slammed his cock into me.
“Fuck, your pussy was made for me, Angel. You feel amazing wrapped around my cock.” His hips pistoned, thrusting his cock hard and deep at this angle. His hands were holding me up by my hips, as he powered into me over and over. He slid one hand around to my front and found my clit, circling it with his talented fingers and applying just the right amount of pressure to set me off.
“I’m so close,” I panted out a warning.
“Get there, Angel. I need to feel you coming all over my cock.”
“Oh, God!” The mattress somewhat muffled my scream as I came apart under him, but the guttural roar that Cole let out more than made up for it. He slammed into me one final time, holding himself as deep inside me as he’d ever been as he found his own release.
He collapsed over me, trying his best to keep from crushing me as he tried to catch his breath. After a few moments, he raised up and pulled his softening cock from me, causing my pussy to flutter around him one last time. We both moaned at the sensation.
Cole flopped onto his back on the bed beside me, then we both froze at the sudden knock on the door.
“If you two are finished in there, we need you downstairs. Bull might have a lead on Laskey.”
Chapter 20
Jagger/Cole
Molly let out a muffled shriek at the sound of Lucky’s voice, and I wanted to kick his ass for embarrassing her.
“Hang on a second,” I called back, jumping up off the bed to grab my boxers from the floor. I pulled them on, then opened the door just enough to slip out into the hallway. I knew from the angle between the door and the bed that Molly wouldn’t be visible to him, but I wasn’t taking any chances.
“Good morning, brother,” Lucky greeted me with a stupid grin, waggling his brows like a little kid with his first look at a pair of tits.
“It was, ‘til it was interrupted by an asshole,” I glared at him, a look that would have caused a lesser man to shit himself. Lucky just grinned harder.
“Now, that’s not true. I didn’t interrupt. I waited – all patient and polite like – until you finished. Until youbothfinished, actually.”
I resisted the temptation to choke the life out of him, reminding myself that he was not only my cousin and a club brother, but one of my best friends, although I was damned if I could figure out why at this very moment.
“I swear to God, if you embarrass Molly by saying that shit, I’ll kick your ass.”
He looked slightly contrite, then nodded. “All right, I get it. I’ll save my comments for you.” I narrowed my eyes at him, and he shrugged. “What? I was just going to congratulate you. Sounds like you two are making each other happy. Really, really happy, if what I just heard is any indication.”
“Hell, were they at it again? After their middle-of-the-night sexcapades, I’m surprised either of them had the energy.” Lucky and I both turned as Trick walked up beside us. “Dude, try to remember that my room is right next door to yours, yeah?”
“Fuck you,” I groused as I flipped him off.
“What exactly were they doing?” Lucky asked him with a little too much interest.
