Lara's POV:
I can feel his dick getting harder as I grind on him. I want it, and I want him.
I can taste the cigarette he had earlier, and it's deliciously intoxicating.
His hands trace my body, resting on my hips and gripping them. His breathing is erratic from kissing me.
He's so fucking good at kissing.
I reward him by surrounding his neck, as best I can, with my fingers.
The more I squeeze, the more turned on he gets. The wilder he kisses me, and the more I want him.
Ghost is a freak, and I want to pleasure him.
I part our lips just enough for him to audibly groan as I squeeze his neck. The muscles from his jaw to his chest engage.
"I'm hungry for you," he groans out quietly.
Hands on my hips start to tug my pajama bottoms. "Let me?" he asks in a broad Manchester accent.
"Yes," I respond.
He adeptly removes my bottoms. Cold air rushes to my exposed soft pulsating skin.
He picks me up. My legs open to his waist, and he sits me down where he was sitting.
A warm, large, calloused hand cups between my legs. His lips back on mine.
Fingers touch the tip of my clit and brush past my opening. I quiver at his touch.
I also have a flashback of how large his hands are, smiling as he lays kisses on my lips.
"Ready, princess?"
"Mhmm," I hum back.
One finger penetrates me. One of my hands shoots to the arm that is inside me, and the other over my own mouth.
Electricity moves through my body.
"I'm only warming you up," he growls. The finger inside me makes a come-hither motion, grazing my G-spot.
I can barely make out his face in the dark, but I can see his angular, beautiful jaw.
His finger...one finger devastating me. I hear him spit and feel a warm, wet sensation trickle over my clit.
"Show me how good you are, princess."
A second finger pushes inside me, and the come-hither motion is intensified.
My pussy responds, and you can audibly hear my arousal as he pumps inside me.
"You sound delicious," he retracts his fingers from me... they were part of me. My fingers.
Brings them to his mouth, still exposed from under his balaclava, and sucks thirstily on my juices.
"Fuck," his voice low.
His hand moves back to my open, exposed legs. My arousal so acute.
"I'm going to try three."
My head snaps back, and my fingers dig into his arm. Fingernails scratching into him.
The building pressure at my opening, being pulled and stretched as he forces three massive fingers into my tiny hole.
"Good girl, relax for me," his tone soothing. I relax at intervals as he pumps his digits inside me.
He resumes his come-hither motion. My arousal more audible than ever.
"Have you ever squirted, princess?"
His question catches me off guard. "No, I don't think so," I nearly get the words out.
Warmth building inside me, ebbing like waves.
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Unmasking Ghost
Romance* Erm a lot of Smut really * but the plot....Ghost a Special Forces Lieutenant attached to the 141 task force accepts another ordinary Rescue mission that turns his world upside down. Lara walks into work for the very last time as she is plunged int...
