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

by Nicole S. Goodin

  “Oh god...” I moaned again.

  He fucked me with his fingers and teased my clit with his thumb.

  Round and round and round.

  It was torture of the best kind.

  I groaned in frustration and heard him chuckle. The bastard knew he had me right on the edge – he was playing with me.

  I smiled to myself.

  He won’t be so smug when it’s his turn.

  I felt his hot breath, and then his mouth was on me. His fingers thrust in and out as he sucked and licked.

  “I’m gonna come,” I cried out.

  He continued his punishing pace and I felt the build up inside of me tip over. I moaned loudly as the first wave of my orgasm ripped through me. His mouth left my center and I felt him replace his fingers with his hard cock.

  I had no idea when he’d even taken his pants off.

  He thrust into me hard – slamming into the end of me. Filling every part of me. I cried out, the spot he was hitting was causing my pleasure to build again.

  “Again, Ellerslie,” he barked.

  His demand sent me over the edge again and I made a noise I didn’t know I was capable of. The pleasure was so intense, it was borderline pain. I didn’t know if I could take much more of it.

  “I’m gonna come, baby,” he panted, voice strained.

  “Come. Lawson, come,” I stammered.

  He thrust into me, one last fast thrust and stilled. His whole frame was tense as he rode out his orgasm. I felt his dick twitch inside me, and I whimpered at the sharp burst of pleasure it gave me.

  “Holy shit, pretty girl.” He panted, still trying to catch his breath.

  “Mmm hmm,” I murmured.

  “You can let go now, honey,” he whispered.

  I hadn’t even realized that I was still clinging onto the chair. As I let go I felt the muscles in my arms screaming at me and I grimaced.

  That is gonna hurt tomorrow.

  He pulled the t-shirt back down over my breasts and I blinked against the light of the fire. Lawson was still hovering over me – his dick still inside me. “Are you okay?” he asked. His expression filled with concern. “I hope I didn’t hurt you. Shit, I just got carried away.” He ran a hand through his hair.

  “It’s just some sore muscles,” I reassured him. “I’ll take the sore muscles in exchange for that any day.”

  “God, you did good, Ells.” He slowly pulled out of me and rested his body next to mine. “You’re so responsive to me... so trusting.” His expression was one of pure adoration and absolute love – this was so much more than just sex.

  “I’ve never done anything like that,” I admitted with a blush.

  “Really? Well shit...” he muttered under his breath and looked at the ground.

  “Lawson.” I nudged him until he met my gaze. “That was the hottest sex of my entire life. If that’s what you like then that’s what I want too. That was amazing. I told you, I like you bossy.”

  I grinned as a predatory gleam appeared in his eyes. “I do like that. But not all the time.” He kissed me softly and rested his forehead against mine. “Sometimes I’m going to make love to you... sometimes I’m going to fuck you, and sometimes... sometimes I’ll control you, and your pleasure.”

  My breathing hitched.

  “But know one thing, baby, no matter which way we play it, I’ll always give you what you need.”

  ***

  “Wake up, pretty girl.”

  “Mmmm. Five more minutes, Q.” I swatted away the hand lightly shaking me. I heard a deep chuckle.

  Not Quinn...

  My eyes snapped open.

  “Hey, baby.” Lawson grinned. “You forgetting me already?”

  I glanced around the room. We were tangled together on the giant bed in Lawson’s bedroom. “Morning, cowboy, did I fall asleep?”

  He leaned in and swiped a quick kiss across my lips. “Yeah you crashed out in front of the fire so I carried you up here. You were out to it.” He grinned.

  “Thank you for bringing me to bed.”

  He snorted. “I wasn’t gonna let my girl sleep on the floor, and besides, you were pretty entertaining.”

  I blushed furiously.

  Me and my big mouth.

  “Sleep talking, right?” I grimaced.

  He laughed.

  Shit.

  “Okay, very funny, now tell me what I said.”

  “Well... my name came up a lot... at one point you wouldn’t stop calling my dick magic.” He grinned.

  My mouth dropped open. “I said that?”

  Lawson busted out laughing. “Nah, you didn’t.”

  I smacked him lightly in the stomach. “Asshole.”

  “You just said my name a lot. There wasn’t much else.”

  Liar.

  I narrowed my eyes at him. It was obvious I’d said more, but I knew he wasn’t planning on telling me what it was.

  I glanced at the clock next to his bed. Shit – it wasn’t even 7.00am yet. “Why am I awake so early?” I moaned.

  He pulled me close and snuggled me into his chest. “I’m sorry for waking you, but I know how much you wanted to walk Zef, and the rain is coming in. This might be the only chance we get this weekend.”

  I smiled into his chest. He really did pay attention to everything I said. “I would love that. Walking that sweet boy is worth being up this early.” I reluctantly wiggled free of Lawson and stretched out my arms and shoulders. There was no denying it – they were sore. But the memory of what made them feel this way was so totally worth it.

  Hottest damn sex of my life.

  “I put your stuff in there.” He pointed towards the bathroom. “Help yourself to anything else you want.”

  I gave him a grateful smile. I was dying to brush my teeth – but I was fairly confident I had forgotten to pack my toothbrush. I was hoping Lawson wouldn’t notice me using his.

  I slid out of bed and smiled at my sleepwear. I was still clothed only in his faded black t-shirt and my underwear. I felt my ass peeking out the bottom as I strolled towards the giant wardrobe that led to his bathroom. I found my bag sitting up on the dresser – I noticed that a couple of the items of clothing I’d packed were now hanging up next to his business suits. The sight had butterflies going crazy in my stomach.

  My bag of toiletries was nowhere to be seen. I figured they must have made it into the bathroom so I headed that way.

  Jackpot.

  My heart melted as I took in the sight before me. Lawson had given me a whole side of the bathroom counter. He’d taken my perfume and a few other things and placed them out for me. There was even a brand new pink toothbrush sitting next to everything.

  “How’d you know I forgot my toothbrush?” I called out to him.

  “I didn’t,” he yelled back. “I just wanted you to have one to keep for when you’re here.”

  I looked at myself in the mirror and took in the goofy grin on my face – Lawson Pierce wanted me to have a toothbrush at his house.

  Holy. Shit.

  I was still staring at myself in the mirror when Lawson appeared behind me. He frowned at me. “Are you alright?”

  I turned and leaped at him. He effortlessly caught me and held me up in his arms. I kissed him softly on the lips over, and over, and over again.

  He chuckled. “What was that for?”

  “The toothbrush... the space... just everything. You think of everything.”

  He kissed me again. “You’re welcome. I was worried you might think I was moving too fast. I’d guess, as a general rule, we should move slower than this.”

  He was right – that should have been my reaction. With anyone other than him I knew it would have been. But Lawson wasn’t anyone else, and when I was with him, all the rules went out the window.

  “Fuck the rules.” I lifted my chin defiantly.

  He laughed. “Yeah, pretty girl. Fuck the rules.”

  ***

  We eventually made it out of the bathroom and g
ot Zef ready for his walk. It was freezing outside, and as beautiful as the view was, we quickly decided that running was our best option.

  The minute I saw Lawson running with his dog, I knew we would definitely be doing this again. There was nothing sexier than a man with a dog. Well, correction, there was nothing sexier than Lawson with his dog.

  We ran parallel with the water for about five miles and then turned back to the house. It felt so good to run in the fresh air again, it had been way too long. I knew that with this stalker shit going on, my chances of getting out again anytime soon were slim. Lawson would shit his pants if I went out running without him.

  I was exhausted by the time we got back to the house. Lawson and Zef obviously ran a lot faster and probably a lot further than I did. Lawson had been right about the rain, it was getting heavy by the time we ducked inside.

  I collapsed onto the brown leather couch. “I’m dead,” I rasped.

  Lawson sat down next to me and handed me a bottle of water.

  I grabbed for it and moaned as the cool liquid hit my throat. “Thanks.” I chugged back half the bottle and looked over at Lawson.

  He was watching me, as per usual.

  “You could have warned me that you were fast.” I poked his shoulder. “I’m so unfit.” I panted.

  “Nah, you were good. I know you haven’t worked out much since you got here. It was a pretty fast pace considering that.”

  I raised one eyebrow at him. “Yeah okay then, so how come you don’t even look like you broke a sweat?”

  He chuckled. “I run every day, sometimes twice if I’ve had a shitty day.”

  “In the cold?”

  “Nah, not very often at all. I use the gym at work, or the one I have here.”

  “You didn’t show me a gym.”

  He thought about it for a second. “You’re right. It’s out off the side of the garage. I guess I didn’t take you back that way. I’ll show you later.”

  “No wonder you’re so cut,” I blurted out.

  “It’s just a body, baby.” He smirked.

  “A hot body,” I murmured. “But don’t worry, cowboy, I like you beyond your six pack,” I teased him.

  He stood up and pulled his shirt off with one hand, from the back, up and over his head and arms. I had no idea how he made it look so sexy. “So you wouldn’t mind if I let myself go?”

  I intended to answer him but I found myself staring at his perfectly sculpted torso instead. He was so defined, every abdominal muscle was bulging under his skin and he had that hot ‘v’ going on.

  “El?”

  I dragged my eyes from his body and looked at his face.

  “Huh? What?” I stammered.

  He laughed at me.

  I shook my head and tried to clear my thoughts. “Jesus, Lawson, put a shirt on.”

  He leaned in slowly and caged me in on the couch. “Why?”

  “I can’t look at you like that. I can’t think straight.”

  “Don’t think, Ells,” he whispered.

  I scrambled off the couch and launched myself at him. My need for him had taken over. I was frantic to touch him, to taste every inch of him. I ran my hands over his tight stomach, his broad shoulders and toned back. I was sweaty and yuck but I was willing to overlook it if he was.

  He was more important.

  He scooped me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me down the hall, up the stairs and into his bedroom. I nearly sighed in relief when he went past the bed, into the bathroom and flicked the shower on. I gasped as he walked us straight under the stream of hot water. Apart from the shirt he’d removed, we were fully clothed.

  “I couldn’t wait,” he growled – sensing my surprise.

  This is hotter than hell.

  I clawed at his back – I knew I’d be leaving marks, but that just made me want to do it all the more. He pressed my back against the cold tile wall and clasped my face in his hands as he kissed me senseless. I trembled as he pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and dragged it through his teeth.

  He lowered me slowly until my feet found the ground. “Get undressed,” he commanded.

  Hell yes! Bossy Lawson.

  He sat down on the built-in seat and stared at me. I tugged on the hem of my t-shirt – it was soaking wet and plastered to my body. I awkwardly pulled it over my head and immediately untied my sweat pants and shimmied them down my legs. My sports bra undid in the front, and I heard him groan as I freed my breasts. Just my underwear was left now. I slipped my fingers into the waistband and slid them slowly down over my thighs, past my calves and dropped them to the floor.

  “Your turn.” I smirked.

  He stood without saying a word, his eyes never leaving my body. He roughly yanked off his sweat pants and boxers all in one go. His cock was hard and thick and I knew he was ready. I licked my lips as I stared at his impressive length.

  “Like what you see, pretty girl?” His voice was deep and gravelly.

  I nodded slowly.

  “It’s yours.”

  I reached out and wrapped my hand around his shaft. I pumped up and down with slow, deliberate strokes. I knew I was driving him wild, he was desperate for hard and fast and I was holding back on him.

  “C’mon, Ells, give me more, baby.” His head had lolled back and his eyes were shut.

  I dropped to my knees in front of him and took him into my mouth. His head snapped forward and he looked down at me. I looked him dead in the eye as I took him deep in my throat. I ran my tongue down the underside of his dick and he grabbed onto my head with both hands.

  I began really working him, taking him as deep as I could. I used my hands to stroke the parts of him I couldn’t take and he groaned again. He thrust his hips and I hummed deep in my throat. Knowing he was beginning to lose it was turning me on.

  “God, that feels so good.”

  I wanted to make him lose it. I sucked harder and pumped faster. One of my hands was on his thigh and I could feel his muscles tensing. He was close.

  “El, baby, I’m gonna come soon, you need to stop now.”

  I hummed again and he tightened his grip on my hair. That spurred me on and I took him deeper than before.

  “Ells,” he groaned.

  I pumped him twice more before he pulled out of my grasp and grabbed his dick in his hand – spurting his warm come all over my chest. He worked himself for a few more strokes before pulling me up to my feet and rinsing me off.

  He rested his forehead against mine. “That was amazing.” He breathed. He ran his hands softly up and down my arms. “Sorry for the mess.”

  I laughed. “I’m pretty sure it washes off. You didn’t have to do that you know.”

  He looked at me quizzically.

  “Pull out,” I explained. “I wouldn’t have cared.”

  He chuckled. “Good to know.” He gave me his signature bad-boy smirk. “I’ll remember that for next time.

  I’d never really enjoyed sucking dick – but with Lawson it added to my own build-up of pleasure, I was so turned on by him right now I was throbbing.

  I wonder how long till he can go again...

  Lawson picked up the body wash and cleaned every inch of my body. I returned the favor, and he flicked the shower off. He wrapped a big fluffy towel around me and towed me back into his bedroom.

  “Sit.”

  I sat.

  He pushed my shoulders down on the bed and pulled the towel from my body. I gasped as his mouth closed over my sensitive nub, I cried out as he added his long fingers, and I screamed as he made good on his promise to always give me exactly what I needed.

  51. Lawson

  El and I finally made it out of my bedroom and realized how hungry we were. I guess running and screwing all morning will do that to you.

  Ellerslie was driving me wild. I wanted to make love to her, slow and sweet. I wanted to worship every inch of her and look into her beautiful big eyes as she fell apart. But every time I caught sight of that sexy bod
y of hers, I couldn’t help myself. I’d fucked her hard and fast every time.

  I’d half dominated her for God’s sake. It wasn’t anything crazy, but for a woman like El, a woman who ran a business, who was always in charge... giving up control to me like that was a huge deal.

  I can’t wait to do that again.

  I pulled myself from my dirty thoughts and listened to what El was saying. She was on the phone to Quinn, and by the sound of it, we were going to be meeting up with her and Colt.

  She hung up and I wrapped my arms around her. Her back was pressed against my front and she turned her head up for a kiss. I kissed her softly and sighed – I could spend all day kissing her. I had no clue how I was going to let her out of my sight come Monday morning. It would have been hard enough without all this bullshit following us around. But now, I was going to have to deal with missing her, and fearing for her safety.

  “They want to meet up for food. Colt said that someplace called ‘Spirit’ around here is pretty good?”

  I knew the place. “Sounds good, when are we meeting them?”

  “Twenty minutes.”

  “Good, I’m starving.”

  ***

  We arrived at the café before Colt and Q, and El picked a table by the fire.

  We’d just ordered our coffees when they walked in. I narrowed my eyes at the pair of them – it didn’t take much to figure out what had them running late.

  Quinn winked at Ells and I rolled my eyes. “Hey, sis, how are you?” I stood up and kissed her cheek.

  “I’m good. How are you? Any more news?”

  “Hey, man.” I shook Colt’s hand and we all sat down.

  “Lawson.” He nodded at me. “Hey, Ellerslie.” He smiled at El.

  “Hey, Colt, thanks for taking care of my girl,” El said with a cheeky smile.

  “My pleasure,” Colt said with a sly grin.

  “Dude.” I coughed loudly. “My sister.” I pointed a threatening finger at him. “Keep that shit to yourself.”

  He laughed. “Sorry. Won’t happen again.”

  Quinn glared at me and I shrugged with an ‘I’m not sorry’ look on my face.

  El and I filled Quinn and Colt in on what Alex had told us, and what Mark thought about it all.