Hot Summer Love: A Multi-Author Box Set (Shifters in Love Book 2)

She didn’t hesitate. Her lips wrapped around my cock, and she sucked me deep, taking me down her throat in one smooth swallow. She slid back up slowly, her tongue dancing across my sensitive flesh. I groaned and tightened my fingers in her hair, using the grip to control her movements. Her nails dug into my thighs, but she didn’t protest my rough treatment.

Desire was evident in her glazed eyes, as I pumped my cock into her mouth. I reached down with my free hand to pinch and rub her hard nipples. She moaned and the vibration had my rhythm accelerating. She was taking me deep, but I needed more.

“Suck in those cheeks,” I growled.

She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks. The tight wetness of her mouth had me going over the edge, growling as she swallowed my release down her throat. And I immediately felt vacant.

It was the first time I’d had sex without emotion since I met Sam, and I hated the empty feeling in my gut. Damn, Sam and her sweet scent, her soft, lush body. Why was it so different with her? Why did Sam get to me like no other?

Layla’s mouth sliding off my softening cock brought me back to my senses. I had a job to do, and I may be a jerk, but I wasn’t an inconsiderate jerk. Grasping Layla under her arms, I pulled her up onto my lap. She straddled my hips, looking at me with anticipation.

Wasting no more time, I quickly pulled her robe off, letting it fall to the floor with a quiet swish. She had a matching satin nighty underneath that barely covered her thighs.

Reaching for the tiny straps of her gown, I looked up at her face, as I pulled them off her shoulders, releasing her breasts. Layla’s swollen lips parted, and her blue eyes turned dark. I had to admit she was beautiful, but as awful as it sounded, my only thought was that I was glad it wouldn’t take long for her to come.

I leaned forward, sucking one nipple hard, while my hands crept under her short gown. Not surprisingly, she had no panties on. My thumbs found her pleasure center, and I rubbed the spot eliciting a groan from Layla.

Her hips began to move with my hands, and my mouth switched to her other nipple. Sharp nails dug into my shoulders, and as I usually welcomed the small pain during sex, I found myself annoyed with Layla. I didn’t want her to mark me.

I shook off my confounding thoughts and bit down on her nipple just as I pushed two fingers into her wet core. As Layla began to ride my hand, I held onto her hip to steady her and ran my tongue up her breast to her neck.

Her panting breaths and growling moans were the only sounds in the quiet house, and I couldn’t help that my body was twitching back to life at the erotic noises. I ignored my stiffening cock and nibbled on her collarbone. Just as I remembered, that was the button, and Layla screamed out, grinding against me.

Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, as she slumped against my chest. I gently pulled out of her and rested my hand on her hip. She breathed heavily against my neck, her heart pounding alongside mine.

I had a beautiful, sated woman snuggled against me in a room that smelled of sex, and all I could think was that I wished more than anything that it had been Sam with me instead of Layla.

She sat up and gave me a satisfied grin. “That was better than I’ve had in a long time, hun, but for round two I want that dick I love of yours shoved inside me.”

Layla reached and grasped the object of her affection and although I looked to be ready for more, I wasn’t. I gently removed her hands from around me, holding them by her sides. She frowned at me, her lips pouting.

I looked at the woman I grew up with. Her blonde hair was a mess from my gripping hands, her lips swollen, breasts spilling out of her nightgown, legs spread invitingly. If I wasn’t in love with Sam, I would have been buried deep inside her already.

I blinked in surprise. I was in love with Sam? Since when? Since forever! A voice inside my head shouted. The day I met her, I’d known she would be mine.

I closed my eyes, as a dark foreboding came over me. She wasn’t mine anymore. No, she was lost to me, but I was hers. I would always be her,s and I would live the rest of my life loving her and no one else.

I would be alone, while I watched her move on with someone else, possibly Alex. Alex could make her happy. He was a much better man, more sensitive, more caring about her feelings, more… everything.

I sighed and rubbed my chest. Pain shredded through me at the thought of never being with Sam ever again. Maybe she would forgive me, I thought. Maybe she would take me back, if I was to apologize and beg for her forgiveness. I shook my head. It was more than likely a lost cause, but I was beginning to realize I had to try.

“Jordan, I have something I need to tell you.”

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