Love like Yours Series (Box Set #1-4)

by Nicole S. Goodin

  “Holy shit,” I murmured as I took myself in my hand – I hadn’t been able to look away from the neatly trimmed triangle between her legs.

  “Holy shit yourself.” She sat up in front of me and wrapped her soft hand around my cock. I let my own hand drop and groaned in appreciation.

  So soft, so warm.

  She slowly pumped me and I bucked my hips into her hand. I peeked down at her face. She was looking at me with so much emotion.

  Desire, need, lust... love?

  “Stop, pretty girl. It’s my turn. Lie down.”

  She pouted but complied and lay back onto the bed.

  I took my time – running my calloused hands over every inch of her. Her ankles, calves, thighs, I headed towards her center and her breathing hitched. I chuckled and diverted my path to her belly, her breasts. Not one part of her body would be left untouched.

  “Mine,” I commanded. I placed soft kisses down her arms, on each knuckle and fingertip. “Mine.”

  She squirmed underneath me, trying to get some friction.

  “Easy, baby,” I murmured.

  “Lawson.” My name was a plea.

  I pulled back up and dragged her towards me. I buried my face between her legs and licked and sucked at the bundle of nerves there until she was writhing beneath me.

  “Oh god,” she moaned.

  She was so close – I could feel the way her body had tensed up. I lightly nibbled on her clit and she screamed.

  “Lawson!”

  I sucked lightly until she stilled in my arms. I kissed a light trail up her belly to her chin. “Are you okay?” I whispered.

  She tugged on my hair and forced my face to hers. “I am great.” Her voice was breathy and light. She kissed me hard and fast. “I need you, cowboy.”

  “Condom?” I asked her. I didn’t want any barriers between us, but she was my priority here. I’d go along with whatever she wanted.

  She shook her head. “I want to feel you.” She ran her hand through my hair. “I started birth control last week, so we’re safe now. I’m clean too, I got tested when I found out Baxter was cheating.”

  “I’m clean too, honey. I’ve always used condoms and I got checked right before I met you.” She reached down and lightly squeezed my dick. I nearly lost my shit when she looked down and licked her lips.

  Shit I am looking forward to that happening.

  But not now.

  I spread her legs wide and nestled between them. I look directly into her beautiful big eyes as I slowly pushed inside of her. She felt like heaven. So tight.

  “Are you okay, baby? Tell me if I’m hurting you.”

  She moaned. “It’s so tight, but it’s so good. Don’t you dare stop.”

  I slowly pulled out a little, and gently pushed back in a bit further. She bucked her hips and I lost my control. I slammed the rest of the way into her and she cried out in pleasure.

  “Ells,” I groaned.

  “You feel so good,” she panted.

  She was so tight – I could feel her gripping me. That combined with not wearing a condom, was going to have me coming hard and fast like a teenage boy.

  “Jesus, El, I’m not gonna last long, baby, you feel so good.”

  “Move, Lawson. Please move.”

  I started to thrust in and out of her in long powerful strokes. The noise she was making was driving me wild, spurring me on. I pulled out, almost to the tip and slammed back into her.

  “Oh god,” she whimpered. “I’m so close.”

  I lifted her hips slightly to change the angle and give her more friction on her clit. I drove into her at a vicious pace and her moans sped up.

  “Come for me, Ells,” I demanded. I was so close. There was no way I was letting go before she did. I slammed into her again and she cried out.

  “Yes... Lawson.”

  Her walls gripped me tight and pushed me over the edge, I spurted inside of her and slowly milked the last of her orgasm from her body. My whole body shook with my release and my muscles tensed. She was pulling my hair with one hand and scratching at my back with the other.

  She shook and twitched beneath me for what felt like forever. I was beginning to wonder if she was having another orgasm, when she finally stilled. I caught my breath and rested my forehead against hers. “Are you still with me, pretty girl?”

  Her eyes slowly opened and she smiled. “Oh god. That was... intense,” she whispered.

  I gave her nose a kiss. “It was incredible, baby.”

  She was still panting for breath as I slid slowly out of her and got up to grab her a towel. I helped her clean up and lay down next to her.

  She rolled onto her side to face me. “You’ve set the bar high, Mr. Pierce. Anything less than that and I’ll be disappointed,” she teased.

  I loved how comfortable she was with me. She had made no move to slide under the sheets or cover her beautiful body – that was exactly how I wanted it. I’d have her naked as often as I could from now on.

  “You think I’d leave my girl disappointed?”

  “Your girl.” Her eyes lit up. “I like that.”

  “You. Are. Mine,” I growled as I leaned in and claimed her mouth. “And I’m yours. Get used to it, Ells. I’m not giving you back.”

  Her eyes flashed with emotion and she snuggled into my chest. She was hiding from me and I wasn’t having it. “Don’t hide from me. What are you thinking?”

  She slowly pulled back and rested her head on the pillow. I watched her take a deep breath. “I’m thinking that I’m terrified. I thought I’d been broken before. Hurt the worst kind of hurt. The ultimate betrayal. But now, being here with you, feeling what I feel for you... he didn’t have a hold on me like you do. He was my husband and I loved him. But he didn’t... own me. And I certainly didn’t own him. We didn’t belong to each other.” She shook her head. “Not like this. And I’m terrified. How can I feel like this already? How could I ever recover from losing this? From losing you?”

  My heart was pounding. I was elated. She was with me. I knew I loved her – that I was in love with her, and now I was confident she felt the same way.

  How the hell did I get so lucky?

  “I know exactly how to fix this problem.”

  She flicked her eyes back up to mine and waited for me to give her the answer.

  “I’ll just keep you forever.”

  I heard her breathing hitch and saw tears building in her eyes. I wanted so badly to tell her how in love with her I was, but I decided to save it for another day. She looked overwhelmed and I didn’t want to push her too far.

  “You are so beautiful.” I looked over her curves as I spoke.

  She laughed. “I think you’ve explored all of those.”

  “Maybe I want another look,” I growled.

  Her eyes widened as I pressed my dick against her. I was already hard again. This woman was doing crazy shit to my body. I gave her a predatory look and she shrieked and tried to hold me back.

  I pinned her hands above her head and grinned down at her. Holy shit she looked sexy with her hands up like that. Her breasts were so high and perky. I took one in my mouth and lightly pulled on the nipple with my teeth causing her to moan.

  I was going to have to have a talk with her about my bedroom preferences sooner rather than later.

  I froze momentarily as I heard my phone ringing from the lounge. I knew it would be Alex, and that it was probably important, but I couldn’t make myself move away to answer it. I was under her spell.

  “You should get that.” El panted as I continued to tease her nipple. “It might be Alex.”

  “I don’t care if the Queen, the Easter bunny and fuckin’ Santa are calling. I’m busy,” I growled.

  I didn’t hear another word about it.

  50. Ellerslie

  Holy. Shit.

  I was swooning watching Lawson’s fine ass retreat from the bedroom. We both knew the calls we had avoided were probably important. I knew it wasn’t Quinn or Re
eve; my phone, in the pocket of my pants hadn’t made a peep.

  I flopped back down on my back and let the silly grin spread across my face. I was on cloud nine. I couldn’t remember a time when I’d felt so sated.

  Lawson Pierce was a god in the sack.

  My legs felt like jelly, and I was pretty confident I was going to feel where he’d been tomorrow. I was fantasizing about his tongue, his fingers... his toned muscles.

  “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Lawson roared from down the hall.

  Shit. This can’t be good.

  I heard him pacing the floor and speaking in a quick, low voice. I contemplated going out there, but decided against it. He’d come back when he was ready. I sat up and looked around the room for the first time.

  Whoa.

  This room was amazing – the ceiling was wood paneled and absolutely breathtaking. I hopped up off the bed and moved around on shaky legs. I picked up Lawson’s t-shirt and shrugged it on.

  God, it smells so good.

  There wasn’t much in this room – that fact struck me as a little odd, where were his photos? His cologne? I poked my head into the wardrobe and found it empty.

  My heart dropped.

  Is this the room he brings women to?

  Is that all I am?

  Lawson stormed into the room full of rage. He went straight for the bed but stopped and spun around when he didn’t see me in it. “Ells, we have a problem.”

  I just stood there, not knowing what to say and feeling like a fool.

  “Damn, woman, you look good in my shirt.” His eyes raked over my body – I was covered, but barely.

  “This isn’t your room,” I stated calmly.

  “Nah, it’s not.” He shrugged. “The master bedroom is upstairs.” He pointed upwards. “That was Alex that called—”

  I cut him off. “Why didn’t you take me to your bedroom, Lawson?”

  He studied me for a moment and like always, saw the words I wasn’t saying. He moved to me and wrapped me in his arms. “Don’t think like that, pretty girl. I’m in. This is real. I’ve put all your things in my bedroom, Ells.” He pushed me out to arm’s length and looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry we didn’t make it to my bed, I just couldn’t wait that long, I had to have you. A flight of stairs was an obstacle I couldn’t overcome. I needed you, baby.” His voice was begging me to believe.

  Oh thank god.

  I relaxed and breathed out a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry. I overreacted.”

  “I don’t ever want to hear you apologize for telling me how you feel.”

  “Okay... I’m not sorry?” I asked with a laugh. I raised my eyebrow at him. “Hit me with the bad news.”

  Lawson seemed to have forgotten all about the phone call. I got a bit of a thrill from knowing that I could take his mind of something that had clearly pissed him off.

  “It’s not good, baby.”

  I tugged him with me to the bed. “Just tell me.”

  “Alex traced the email. We don’t know who it is – but we do know that it was sent from inside our office building.”

  My mouth fell open. “No.” I shook my head. “No. That can’t be right.”

  “I’m sorry, Ells, but it is. Although he did say it was possible that someone had hacked into our wireless internet to send it.”

  I breathed a sigh of relief. “That has to be it, Law. It can’t be someone we work with.”

  “It’s a possibility. But the more I think about it, the more I believe that it’s somebody connected to the office. It would explain how they got the unmarked envelopes in. I didn’t check any footage from inside the office floors. Someone could easily have slipped them into the mail cart. And it would explain how they know when we’re coming and going from the building.”

  “If it’s anyone on my staff, I’ll kill them,” I rasped.

  “You won’t need to, baby. I’ll do it for you.”

  “What do we do now?”

  “We just do what we’re doing. Stay together, stay safe. Alex is working on a hack that might get us more information about this person, but he wasn’t too hopeful. I just wish they’d come at me. I want this over.”

  “Okay.” I nodded in acceptance. “Can you give me the tour now?”

  “What?” He looked confused.

  “Give me the tour. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’m not letting this asshole ruin one of the best nights of my life.” I blushed as he grinned at me. “Are you?”

  “Hell no, pretty girl. Let’s go.”

  ***

  I relaxed back into the plush rug and stared at the raging fire.

  This house was beautiful. Lawson had showed me around and there wasn’t a single thing I could think of that would have made it more perfect – he’d thought of everything.

  The master bedroom was by far my favorite. There was an open fire, and I couldn’t get over the way it was open from the bathroom side as well. I was dying to have a long soak in the deep bath in front of that fire.

  Zefer nudged my hand and I giggled. This dog had taken a real shine to me. He was currently lying next to me in front of the fire, on his back, and demanding more belly rubs.

  “You’ve turned that dog into a total sucker,” Lawson mused as he walked in the door.

  “He’s just the sweetest. Could we walk him in the morning?”

  “Yeah, he’d love that.”

  “What made you decide to get a dog anyway?”

  He thought about it for a minute. “I’m not really sure. I guess it’s nice having something to come home to. And I like the idea of him having my back.”

  “With some proper training he could be a really great guard dog.” I rubbed Zefer’s belly as I spoke.

  “Yeah, that’s what drew me to his breed in the first place. Then when I saw him there was no way I wasn’t taking him home.”

  “I see a dog training center every day on my drive to work, I’ll get the details, okay?” I had already decided that I was helping to train him, but I figured I’d tell Lawson that later.

  He sank down to the floor next to me and ran his fingers through my long hair. “I would love that, thank you.”

  I smiled at him and he gave me a grin that had me wanting to jump him. “God, I love that smile.”

  He smiled even bigger. “I don’t think I’ve ever smiled this much in my life. I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” He winked.

  Lawson got up and called Zefer, who reluctantly followed after him. He came back a few minutes later with a bad-boy smirk on his face.

  Shit, this looks like trouble.

  “Why’d you put Zefer to bed?” I asked innocently.

  He prowled towards me and towered over me. “Because, baby,” he said as he dropped down to the floor. “I didn’t think it’d be appropriate for him to see me giving my girlfriend an orgasm.”

  Holy shit, his girlfriend...

  We hadn’t talked about where our relationship status was at – but hell, if he wanted to call me his girlfriend then so be it. I let out a laugh that was half nervous, half wild with need.

  “Put your hands above your head,” he commanded.

  I shuddered at the timbre of his voice. It was deep and filled with authority. My body responded before my brain even registered what I was doing. I lifted my hands above my head.

  “Hold the leg of that chair – don’t let go.”

  I reached for the chair and wrapped both hands around the leg tightly. I was surprised at how eager I was. I’d never been a sexually submissive woman – I didn’t know if I ever really would be, but there was just something about this man that had me hanging on his every word.

  Apparently bossy turns me on.

  He slowly slid the t-shirt up my body and covered my eyes with it. I felt my skin break out in goosebumps as I realized that I wouldn’t be seeing a thing.

  I can’t see. I can’t touch.

  I felt him blowing gently over the curves of my breasts, my stomach, and my hips. I lay complete
ly bare, other than the tiny scrap of lace between my legs – I was completely at his mercy. He spread my legs and pressed himself between my thighs. I had no clue what he was planning to do to me, and the idea thrilled me. I squirmed as I thought about it.

  “Do you trust me, Ellerslie?” he asked, his voice serious.

  “With my life,” I answered honestly. His movements stilled, and I couldn’t hear his breathing anymore.

  “Lawson?”

  He didn’t answer me.

  “Lawson?” I said again, slightly more panicked.

  “Shit, sorry.” He ran his hands up my thighs. “I’m here, baby. I’m just so happy to hear you say that.”

  “Say what?” I frowned underneath my makeshift blindfold.

  “That you trust me with your life,” he replied quietly. I felt him lean down on top of my body and I gasped as he pulled my nipple into his mouth and gently between his teeth.

  I wanted so badly to run my hands through his hair, or feel his broad shoulders flexing.

  But I didn’t.

  He had told me not to let go, and I wasn’t going to let him down.

  He teased, tweaked, licked, sucked and nibbled every inch of my upper body. He pulled my earlobe between his teeth and I shuddered. I was fighting the urge to beg him. I knew it wasn’t part of this unspoken game, but I needed him. He seemed to sense my resolve was wavering.

  “You’re doing good, baby,” he growled in my ear. He sat up quickly and moved my underwear down my legs.

  I should have been embarrassed, exposed and vulnerable as I was, but the appreciative groan he let out reassured me that he was happy with what he saw.

  “So. Fucking. Perfect.” He breathed in-between placing kisses to my inner thighs. The scratchiness of his stubble added another layer to the pleasure he was giving me.

  He had my legs pinned to the ground – his big hands holding each of my thighs. It was the only thing stopping me from rubbing myself against him. He released one of my legs and rubbed my clit. I moaned softly at the sensation.

  “I want to hear you, pretty girl,” he commanded as he slipped two fingers inside me.