Irresistible Bachelors: Books 1-5 by Landish, Lauren (bts books to read TXT) 📕

Before I can even process what his calling me naughty does to my body, he smacks my ass hard with his hand. I cry out, but it’s not in pain. Just a delicious sting that makes my pussy clench. I arch again, silently begging him to do it again.

“Mmm, I think you like that, don’t you? Are you wet for me? Your sweet little pussy is dripping for me, isn’t it? Right out here where anyone could see? Show me, baby.”

I let go of the tree with one hand, moving to pull my shorts down. The air is cool on my ass, and goosebumps break out on my skin, immediately flaring to immense heat. I catch a glimpse of Caleb’s eyes as he takes me in. He’s primal, sexual, dominating, and intense. I couldn’t tell him no right now even if I wanted, which I don’t. I’m absolutely ready for whatever he’s got in mind. When I get to mid-thigh, he stops me. “That’s enough. Spread a little for me, but don’t stretch out your shorts or you’ll be going home naked.”

The shorts hold me virtually locked tight, barely able to make room for Caleb’s hand as he cups my pussy. “Mmm, I knew it, you are soaked. You want me to make you come right here, don’t you? In the woods where someone could come by any second and see how bad you are?”

“Yes,” I barely whimper as he moves behind me, grinding against my ass as his fingers find entrance to my hot pussy. He pushes a single finger in and out, and I moan a little more loudly than I should out here. It’s not his cock, but it’s Caleb, and he feels so damn good that my arms are already trembling.

“Not too loudly,” Caleb rasps hotly in my ear. He wiggles his finger, stretching me a little before adding a second, and starts pumping them in and out, making my toes curl inside my shoes. “I’m gonna finger-fuck you and you’re gonna come all over my hand. But you’ve got to be quiet. Can you do that for me, Cass?”

All I can do is nod. I’m helpless to form any words. I feel him smile against my hair as he continues to fuck me with his thick fingers, speeding up and slowing down at his whim, leaving me breathless each time. As he curls them forward to brush against my g-spot, I have to bite my lip to muffle my cries. He moves his slippery fingers up toward my clit, circling all around it but not quite where I need him. I move my hips, chasing his finger, trying to guide him where I want him. Suddenly, his hand delivers another spank to my bare cheek, and I know that one will leave a handprint.

“You’re not in charge here. I’ll rub your clit when I’m ready, you hear me? Be still and enjoy the ride. Or I’ll stop.” I freeze, looking over my shoulder at him. He’s still my Caleb, but there’s something more there. He looks fierce, focused, his eyes burning with desire but also with a little smirk, daring me to challenge him.

With a grin of my own, I nod, trying to keep the cheekiness out of my voice and failing. There’s no fucking way I want him to stop now. “Yes, sir.” Caleb laughs lightly but returns his fingers to my pussy, now rubbing circles over my clit like I wanted all along. He might have gotten his way, but I definitely think I’m the winner in this battle, because holy fuck, are his fingers magic. “Mmm . . . sir.”

I start to clench tighter, getting closer and closer. He covers my back with his body, closing in tightly, and whispers into my ear. “My naughty girl is about to come all over me. Right here in the woods, with her pants down, hair fisted in my hand. This is better than my first idea.”

“Idea?” I moan, barely able to hold back. But I can tell Caleb wants to tell me . . . and I want to hear it too.

“Fucking you under the bleachers over at the high school stadium,” he rasps, his fingers pumping faster. “Always been a fantasy of mine. But this . . . this is just as good. Sexy as fuck, baby. Give it to me. Remember our deal—keep it down, but come for me.”

It’s all I need. His calling me naughty, that fantasy, and his commanding me to come send me flying over the edge. I come harder than I’ve ever thought possible without him inside me. I clamp my jaw closed tight, holding in the screams, but the moans are still loud enough to be heard if there’s anyone around. He flicks my clit through my orgasm until I collapse, begging for mercy. “Please . . . too sensitive!” I mewl, my knees unhinging. The only things holding me up are my hands and Caleb’s hand in my ponytail. “Please, Caleb!”

I turn around and watch as he brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking my juices off and moaning at the taste. When he takes out the last finger, I catch his mouth in a kiss. His lips are tangy, and I melt into his hot, hard body. After a moment, he pulls back with a growl.

“Now we need some fucking pancakes,” he says, starting to pull my shorts up for me. He gets to the bottom of my asscheek and stops as I reach down, cupping his cock through his shorts and massaging the thick, throbbing heat I find there.

“What? What about you?”

His hands shaking, Caleb takes my wrist in his hand and pins my hands behind my back. “I don’t have a condom on me. It’s in my wallet back in my truck, and the next time I come, it’s going to be in that sweet pussy of yours. Not down your throat.”

I smirk, biting my lip and looking up at him. “Why