Love without colour

Ledrick

Chapter 24

Ledrick

Harmony P.O.V

 

I shouldn’t be doing this. This should feel wrong, but god does it feel right. I hate myself for doing this. What kinda person would do something so vile? My god, I’m going to hell!

“I-I don’t think we should be doing this in here.”

Although the words came out of my mouth, I didn’t mean it. I wanted to do much more to him. God! How I wanted to do more. So, so much more.

“If you stop thinking, things would go much better.”

I chuckled. His lips moved from mine to my neck, I moaned deep in my throat. My hands came up into his hair, gripping it. He grunted from the pain, but he never stopped. My back was suddenly against the wall, with both my hands above my head, locked in place by one of his.

I bit my lips, cutting off the moan that was about to escape. His lips were back on mine and I couldn’t get enough of him. I needed to touch him, my hands demanded it, but every time I tried to move he held me a little tighter.

I was becoming desperate, I just needed to touch him. I was about to protest, but that was cut off when I felt his free hand on my thigh. I gasped then closed my eyes and moaned. My body felt like it was made for him to touch.

As he moved his hand up my thigh, I felt the fire in the pit of my stomach start to spread through my body. From my thigh to my waist, the fire grew. But when his hand cupped my breast, I felt like I was going to combust. No other guy have ever made me feel such heat before. The burning was one I never wanted to cool.

He let go of my hands and I immediately started grabbing at his shirt. I just about manage to drag it off. Both of his hands grabbed my ass, lifting me. I laced my hands around his neck and hooked my legs around his waist. He grabbed at the hem of my shirt, pulling it off and throwing it to the ground. The kiss started to get a lot more heated and I was ready for the rest of him to be touching me.

My moans were getting loud. I was glad for the music playing down in the club because not only did it covered my moaning but it was about to cover my screams. I’m not being a hoe or anything. I don’t normally do this kinda thing, but when your heart wants someone it’s hard to not go after them. Even if that person is married.

Don’t be thinking shit about me! I never planned to hook up with a married man, it just happened. But anyway, that’s a story for another book. Right now, I’m more focus on getting into Connor’s pants.

We were kissing and feeling all over each other. I pushed my hand between our bodies, trying my best to undo is buckled and not break our connected lips. It was proving difficult, but I got it done in the end. He grabbed my panties and tore them. I gasped against his lips.

“Those were my favourite.”

He chuckled. “I’ll buy you a hundred more, that way I’ll be able to tear them off a hundred more times.”

Kinky. I like it! All thought of my ruin underwear left my mind when I felt him inside of me. I grabbed his hair and pulled hard. I bit and nibbled at his lips enjoying our bodies moving together.

He broke away from the kiss. My eyes found his blue ones, I saw so much passion and lust there. He slowly glides his thumb over my swollen bottom lips. My eyes caught the glint and I froze. All my misgivings about sleeping with a married man came hovering back to the surface.