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Love's Suicide(25)

By:Jennifer Foor


I put that thought in the back of my mind and buried it.

This moment was for Brooks. Nothing was going to stop us.

He looked down and watched himself touching me. I caught my breath seeing him watching his fingers sliding inside of my hot sex. His thumb worked magic on my clitoris and our mouths met again, allowing our harmonizing tongues another opportunity to play.

The air may have been cold and the roof wasn’t an ideal place, but I felt none of it, because I was on fire. He was inside of me, moving his fingers in and out and I rocked my body against them, trying to get them to go deeper. I reached to the side and started unbuttoning his pants. He froze and looked into my eyes, while leaning my head into his. “We need to stop.”

I fought for another kiss. “Don’t you want me?”

He kissed me and pulled away again. “I’ve got two fingers inside of you, on the roof of a building. My dick is going to rip out of my pants, and you’re asking me if I want you.” He leaned in and let our lips meet. I felt his tongue brushing over my bottom lip. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted.” I didn’t wait for permission. The button came apart, and I reached down inside of his pants until I felt the smooth skin of his erection against the palm of my hand. From that instant I don’t think he could have stopped me. I stroked him and looked into those blue eyes that were catching the lights of the building next to us. He closed them, enjoying the way it felt to have me doing it to him.

When he knew he couldn’t stand it much longer, he grabbed my arm, causing me to stop. “How far are we going to take this, Kat?”

I pulled my hand out of his pants and stood up. He sat there, wondering what I was doing, until he saw me pulling off my panties and flinging them off the side of the building as if they were a sling-shot. I looked down at him. “That was the only thing standing between you being inside of me. You can sit there and think of a million reasons why we shouldn’t be together, or you can take me in that stairwell and fuck me like we both know you want to.”

It was direct, getting my point across without much explanation. Like I’d said before, I’d thrown all my cares out the window and went for what my heart and body wanted. This wasn’t about me being selfish. It was about me feeding a craving that I’d had for as long as I could remember. I’d tried to deny what was in front of me. No matter how hard I’d fought to not want Brooks, it made me want him more. His touch was like nothing I’d ever felt before. Every bone in my body reacted to him, as if I were metal and he was the magnet.

Brooks stood up and put his shirt back over his head, and then pulled me against him. “I’m not fucking you in that hallway.”

For a second, I thought he was done risking everything to be with me. As he pulled me toward the door, he finally answered that question. “You’re coming back to my room and I’m making love to you, and this time, you’re going to know it’s me you’re in bed with.” He pulled me toward the elevator and once we were inside, he pulled me against him, placing his lips on mine again. We kissed until the bell dinged and then separated, knowing we couldn’t risk being caught.

He peeked out of the door to make sure nobody was around and we made a mad dash to his room. Once inside, we both leaned against the door and started laughing. The excitement of sneaking around made what we were about to do even hotter.

I tossed his jacket off of me and started pulling on his shirt until he let me lift it off of his head. He cupped my breast and pulled down on my dress until my nipple was exposed. I watched him lick it and begin flicking it with his tongue. He sucked on it hard, and I threw my head back against the door, taking a chunk of his hair into my hand. When he finally pulled away, he took his thumb and rubbed it around where his wet saliva glistened on my nipple.

He pushed me harder against the door and looked into my eyes. Our lips were almost touching and I was fighting his hold on me to be one inch closer for another kiss.

He started to relax and kissed me, then pulled away. “Are you sure?”

I nodded. “Are you?”

“Baby, I’ve never been more sure about anything.”

When he picked me up and carried me to the bed, I knew that I was selling my soul. Somewhere in my mind, I was aware that being with Brooks was going to ruin my happiness.

In that moment, I didn’t even care.





Chapter 11



Brooks lay next to me naked on the bed. His fingers traced over my lips, my chin and down the whole rest of my body. Our eyes were on each other’s and I could see his love radiating through them.

I brought my hand up to touch his face. He leaned in, kissing it softly while watching me.