Broken Justice (Justice Brothers) (28 page)

She lifted blue eyes to his green ones and he saw for himself the arousal that was shaking her from head to toe. He also saw her appreciation for his body. The lady liked what she saw. All those shit-kicking workouts had enhanced his already toned physique into something harder, more defined. Masculine. For the first time in his life Cam felt something that resembled pride.

He noted that her eyes had turned smoky blue while a soft pink blush set her skin aglow. When her delicate hands began stroking the skin on his chest he urged her on with a rumble of pleasure.
Holy God.
The way she touched him melted his brain. He heard little gasps of pleasure when her hands swept lower, mapping his abs in slow, exquisite detail. By the time her fingers had finished rubbing through the hair that led into his pants, he was shaking too.

This was how he wanted things to go.
Slow, unhurried. He wanted - no
wanted
didn’t do his desire justice. He
needed
to know every inch of her body and was pleased that she wanted the same of him. Letting her touch to her heart’s content had hardly been a chore. He hoped that before too long she’d be willing to use her lips and tongue the way she just had her hands. The thought of her sexy mouth on his skin made his breath hitch.

As if she’d read his thoughts, Lacey leaned into him and let her tongue swipe tentatively along his collarbone.
More.
He wanted more. Letting his head roll back to give her better access, Cam groaned into the darkness when she took the encouragement he offered and went to town on his neck with her teeth, tongue, and lips. She was being greedy, sucking on his skin while he spread his fingers across the back of her head to hold her close. When she rose up on her tiptoes and swirled her tongue in his ear, he had to plant his feet more firmly or he would have stumbled from the pleasure. She nipped at his earlobe and then sucked it into her mouth, while her hands searched for and found his nipples. What she did there sent his heart rate into overdrive.

“One of us has too many clothes on,” he growled low and soft next to her ear.

Her hands dropped to his belt as she licked his neck in a long, slow swipe, then whispered, “That would be you, I think.”
Oh fuck.
He needed to stop her but dammit, what she was doing felt so good.

He let her go on for a bit while he worked his big hands under her top and lifted it up. She seemed shocked when he pulled it over her head and tossed it aside, as though she’d been so wrapped up in him that she hadn’t realized he was undressing her. He took advantage of her hesitation by reaching around her waist to pull down the zipper of her skirt, pushing it over her hips until it hit the floor. In a few smooth moves he had managed to get her half-naked. Stripping her bare was the plan, but not quite yet.

Gazing at her soft, blonde beauty visible in the moonlight, Cam was mesmerized by her seductive appeal. Seeing her pale loveliness next to his shadowed body turned him on to no end. They complimented each other perfectly. He was big and hard, dark haired and powerful. She was smaller, rounded, soft, and pale with a compliant streak hidden within her courage and a strength that pleased him immensely.

She didn’t need sexy, barely there lingerie to be desirable. Her plain bra with the molded cups that hid her bountiful breasts from his view was easily as alluring as anything he’d ever seen a model wear. There was something about the way her tits plumped up and pressed against her bra the more aroused she got that made the vision she presented absolutely perfect.

The hi-cut white cotton bikini panties she wore were nothing short of mind-blowing. Fuck the G-string. Her incredibly long, lean legs and sexy hips made those simple panties look good.
Damn good
. He drank in everything about her and let the excitement she sparked inside him ignite a raging bonfire of desire.

Watching her tremble under his intense perusal, he reached out and ran a finger lightly down the center of her chest, over her bra, and down her stomach stopping only when he reached the elastic band of her panties. Christ, she was so responsive. Her skin prickled from his gentle touch while her breathing quickened.

“You are so damn beautiful, Ponytail. I don’t deserve you one bit, but that’s not going to stop me from having all of you.”

She smiled into his eyes and said, “Didn’t you say one of us has too many clothes on?”

It was his turn to smile.
Smart-ass.
Should he have her undress him or should he slowly strip and fuel the flames he felt growing all around them?
When she took the initiative and reached again for his belt, he decided on the later. Serves her right. He’d make her wait and watch until he let her touch…..eventually.

Pushing her back against the edge of the bed, he pressed her hands to the mattress. “These stay here,” he growled while quickly squeezing her fingers. “Hmmm. I like this,” he said when he took in the sight of her clasping the bed behind her, the position pushed her chest up practically in his face.

The half-smirk on her face almost got him to laugh. “Tsk, tsk Ponytail. So impatient. Is this what you want?” he asked, stepping back to give her a good view. Sure that he had her undivided attention, Cam looked down his front, drawing her eyes to his body, before running his hand down his chest, fingers leading the way. When he got to his belt buckle, he popped it open with a quick snap, loosening the edges so both ends dropped down framing the tent his hard cock was creating in the front of his pants.
Fuck.
Even he was impressed by how awesome a move that was. The visual made his dick look huge.
Hey, he’d take it any way he could get it.
Clearly, when she bit down on her lip and then let her tongue swipe along the bottom of her mouth, she agreed.

Lacey certainly didn’t disappoint when she pursed her lips, looking pointedly at his straining bulge. “I like those slacks, by the way. They’re a good, uh, fit,” she purred. Yeah, that got a shit-eating grin on his face faster than any joke possibly could.
God, she was awesome.
He loved that she gave as good as she got. He never knew what to expect.

Deciding to give her something to look at, he turned and walked a few steps away, grabbing the post at the foot of the bed with one hand for steadiness as he bent forward slightly and toed off his boots and socks, one at a time. Hopefully she liked the way his pants fit his ass too. When he swung back to catch the expression on her face, he was captivated by the downright lascivious way she was devouring him with her eyes. He’d reward her for that natural, unguarded look later.

The way her breasts quivered in their white covering and heaved with each breath she took was almost hypnotic. Her hands twisted in the bedclothes but stayed where they were. Those legs of hers, however, were a different matter. One second she seemed to be pressing her thighs together and the next she was restlessly shifting back and forth, from one foot to the other.

She growled at him. “You have ‘til the count of three to drop the pants or I’ll come over there and do it myself.” He threw back his head and laughed at her command. “Ah, you laugh now but we’ll see who’s laughing when I get to three.”

In two long strides he was on top of her, so close he could feel her breath on his skin. He traced a finger over the rounded top of one breast and grinned down into her face. “Go on then. Start…”

Smiling sweetly like the she-devil she was, Lacey turned her face up to his, hesitated for emphasis, and then bit her bottom lip for good measure. “One….” she said while her eyes blazed with naughty pleasure.

Before her mouth had closed on the word, Cam had deftly reached behind her back, unhooking the bra. She gasped in surprise as he pushed it down her arms and quickly discarded the garment while pressing her hands back in place.

Raising an eyebrow at her, he leaned in and let his tongue caress the seam of her lips. “Were you saying something?”

“Uh….”

He reached for her breasts with the beaded dusty pink nipples, caressing the magnificent plump orbs with obvious delight. Squeezing gently, he lifted one of her mouth-watering tits in offering to his own mouth that was lowering with slow motion guided precision.

“Yes?” he murmured against her flesh. “Go on.”

“T – two,” she moaned as his lips closed around the nipple that stood in stark relief before his eyes.
Mmmmmm
. She tasted heavenly. Sucking tenderly, he felt it grow firmer as her arousal increased. Letting the tiny, sensitive nub pop from his mouth, his tongue flicked relentlessly for a few moments before leaving a wet kiss on the beautiful tip of her breast. He was already cupping the opposite breast in readiness for the same attention, which he bestowed in good measure.

“So do you jump on me at the next count or is three just a warning shot?”

She was quaking all over by this time. Not waiting for her answer he stepped back again and put his hands on his zipper. Her eyes zeroed in on the movement like a heat seeking missile.

Being super careful not to injure his aching erection with any careless moves, Cam pulled down the zipper, trying not to wince at the touch of his fingers as they moved over the large bulge. Keeping his eyes glued to the Ponytails’ heaving breasts, he slowly pushed the fabric over his hips and down his legs. She nearly reached for him then, once he’d kicked away the pants and stood before her in a pair of grey cotton boxer briefs that molded to his body leaving very little to the imagination. It was thrilling to watch as she struggled with her needy response to his strip tease. Keeping her hands on the bed was costing her big time.

Stepping close enough to crowd her body, Cam shifted until his bulging cock pressed against the juncture of her thighs and placed his hands on the bed next to hers, caging her in. She whimpered slightly sending a shockwave of intense arousal ricocheting through his body.

He didn’t get the chance to play out his next planned move because without warning she raised her arms to clutch him tightly around his neck and shoulders while she levered back a bit and then climbed his body with her strong legs until they were wrapped firmly around his hips. The heat between her legs seared his stomach where she ground against him.

“I win. You dropped your pants by the count of three. Now, kiss me and we’ll call it even.” The way she was staring at his mouth made him think all kinds of erotic things.

With his hands holding each butt check in a firm grip he walked them to the side of the solid wood armoire where he slammed her back against it and lowered his mouth onto her needy lips. She went wild, gripping his shoulders and hips with such strength that he groaned in sensory overload.

The whole time he was ravaging her mouth she was wiggling in his arms. The sensation of her bountiful breasts rubbing against the hair and skin on his torso got his heart racing. If she got any better at this, she’d probably give him a damn heart attack. Time for her reward.

Taking her back to the bed, Cam physically pulled her from his body and tossed her down on the mattress like a rag doll. She lay there momentarily stunned allowing him a few moments to enjoy her dishevelment and the tantalizing way her swollen breasts bobbled and swayed when she landed.

She looked - well, she looked ripe. Ready for what he wanted to do next. He caught the subtle scent of her arousal and instinctively reached for his cock, squeezing his hard on through his briefs while she watched his actions and panted with excitement.

The nighttime shadows in the darkened room did nothing to diminish the sight of her blue eyes, staring at him with undisguised hunger. He doubted she had any idea what was coming next. That first time he had been too out-of-control for anything that resembled finesse and had succumbed to the pounding desire to be inside her as quickly as possible. This time he intended to pleasure her first with everything at his disposal. Hands, lips, teeth, mouth. His dick would have to wait its turn.

He leaned over, pressing a wet, open mouth kiss on her bare abdomen as he inhaled her delicious scent. He was suddenly ravenously hungry. Licking her was the only way to satisfy the desire surging through him.

Hooking his fingers into the side of her panties, he yanked while telling her to lift her hips. Whisking off the last of her clothing she was exposed at last to his voracious gaze. The dusty blonde curls between her legs were a perfect match for the rest of her pale coloring. He’d never seen anything quite so achingly beautiful as his Ponytail, naked and fiercely aroused, spread out in front of him.

“Open your legs for me, Lacey. Let me see all of you.” Her legs parted as she dug her heels into the mattress and wantonly rolled her hips.

Placing his hands under her ass, he lifted her slightly bringing her closer to the edge of the bed as he sank to his knees.
Jesus.
He hoped the sight of her wet, open slit didn’t render him blind. He’d never seen anything so luscious or smelled anything so sweet and sultry.

He used both hands to gently spread her lips open as she gasped in surprise. Being the first and only man to see her like this was a heady experience. What he did to her now, she would remember forever.
Shit.
He hoped he was man enough for the task. She deserved every pleasure he could wring from her body and more.

Making her wait would only increase the arousal and anticipation she felt so Cam took his time parting her flesh and running his fingers through her soft curls. When her legs fell open wider he gloried in her response and drank in the quiet moan that split the air. A creamy wetness gathered at the entrance to her passage that he ached to touch. With slightly trembling hands he used a single finger to trace her opening with the gentlest of strokes. Her legs twitched and he watched in utter fascination as her pussy clenched in response.

The soft moan from a few seconds ago turned into a rumbling groan of need that she punctuated with an involuntary shudder. She was incredible. So hot. So deliciously wet and ready for his tongue. Cam’s dick twitched and throbbed in anticipation.

Nestled beneath the wet curls at her center where he’d parted was a nubbin covered in shiny wetness that was more tantalizing than any gourmet treat he could imagine. Pursing his lips he zeroed in on the tiny bundle of nerves, dropping a hot kiss on her swollen clit before laving his tongue across the same spot.