Missing Link (The Finders Book 1) (15 page)

He thrust his hand through my tangled hair and drew my mouth roughly to meet his. After all the sexual tension, small touches and hugs and dancing around each other for the last week, the kiss was the finality. I wanted him, I needed him and I refused to fight it anymore. He devoured my mouth, tasting every inch like a starved man and I was his only meal. His lips moved tantalisingly slow, whispering kisses along my jaw line and into the crook of my neck. On the outside Link was strong, intimidating, sexy and he commanded respect but his heart and soul were kind and caring and full of passion.

"You're beautiful." Link whispered, sucking gently. I arched my neck and lifted my hips needing to feel some friction against my pulsing clit. Link answered my need, grinding his hips against mine so his cock slipped up and down my centre.

"Please." I find the waistband of his briefs and tuck my fingers inside. I felt a small dusting of hair as I run my hand back and forth across his front, occasionally brushing against the hard, silky smooth rod that was hidden beneath them. He thrust hard against me, causing me to gasp. Link chuckled against the tender flesh of my neck, "Tell me what you want Sam. Because ever since I saw you walk down those stairs I've wanted you. But I need to know this is more than just making you forget about him." We both stilled our movements. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back gently, not missing the look of disappointment that flashed across his face. Link sits back, kneeling between my legs. I reach out and grab his hand, using it to pull myself up. I tuck my legs underneath me so I'm kneeling also and take his other hand in mine.

"Yes, it's about forgetting Charlie." His eyes harden, but I continue quickly. "But it's YOU I want to make new memories with. You make my body feel things I've never felt before. I feel electric when you touch me and pleasure when you kiss me. I want you... Hell... I feel like I NEED you."

Link releases my hands and grips my face on either side, pulling my mouth up to meet his. Our lips tangle and duel as his fingers find the bottom of my shirt and he only breaks our kiss to whip it off in one swoop over my head and toss it across the room. The cold air causes me to shudder momentarily before I'm pulled against his heated chest. I push my feet under me and stand on the bed in front of him, my hands holding tight to his shoulders. He takes advantage of my position, tearing my panties down my legs and allowing me to slip out of them before ducking his head and burying his face in my slick pussy. I cry out and dig my nails into his thick muscles. He kneads my ass cheeks, his tongue attacking my sensitive, swollen bud. Lapping, sucking and nibbling.

"Oh God.." I moan and my legs start to shake but his hands hold me firm against his face. An unknown feeling starts to build in my core, wracking my body with such insane pleasure it's almost unbearable. "Link... Oh God... LINK!"

I can't breathe. My body climbs higher and higher. I feel like I'm floating off the bed. Link grips my ass like he's holding on for dear life and sucks my clit into his mouth. I squirm against his hold and one of his hands slips between my legs from behind and glides through my folds once, twice then with the third he pushes it forcefully into my wet tight hole. I lift up on my toes with the pressure and throw my hips forward into his face again and again as he fucks me with his thick finger.

With that, I'm finally done for, I scream his name.

My orgasm hits me like a tidal wave and my knees buckle. My body shakes as he releases me and I fall back ungracefully onto the bed, my head barely missing the wooden headboard. I close my eyes and groan in ecstasy, the feeling so amazing I continue to grind my hips upward as if his mouth and fingers were still penetrating me. Link's coarse fingers trace a path up the outside of my thighs and across my twitching stomach. I could feel them leaving a wet trail of my own juices. His touch is light, like a feather and I release a small giggle as he tickles over my breasts. I jump when he tweaks one of my nipples and I hear a gruff laugh come from above me.

When I finally open my eyes he's leaning over me, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Mmm..." Is the only noise I can make, as words to describe the feelings floating in my body right now are an impossible feat.

"I'm not done with you yet pretty girl." It's then that I look between us, noticing his hard and also now sheathed cock was standing at attention between our bodies. I licked my lips that were now dry from all my heavy panting. He slides his cock, painfully slow through my drenched folds, bumping my clit and causing my hips to involuntarily buck off the mattress. This draws a deep masculine growl from him and spurs him on as he repeats the motion again and again, gaining the same reaction from my body. Just when I think I'm finally prepared for the movement, he pulls his hips back further and pierces himself straight into my centre, stretching my pussy to the max with his amazing girth. My body bows, nothing touching the bed bar my feet and my head, my breasts reaching for the sky. He torments me. Drawing himself out to where I just think he is about to slip from my slick pussy only to force himself back in even harder than before.

"Look at me, Sam." I feel dazed, overwhelmed with excitement and pleasure but I find his eyes. "Who am I?"

"Link.." I manage to gasp on an outward stroke. He slams into me, almost as though rewarding me for my answer.

"Who am I?" He growls at me again, his voice sounding tormented and filled with lust and he drags his cock slowly from my aching body.

"Lincoln!" I scream, my voice breaking. He thrusts again causing another delectable shock wave to radiate through my body.

"That's right." He dips his face and I feel a sharp sting in the curve between my neck and my shoulder.

I let out a small yelp, "Did you just... bite me?" I questioned in awe, but his pace never falters.

"Mmmm." He groaned as I now felt the tip of his tongue drawing lazy, wet circles around the spot, soothing it before sucking it into his mouth. Link forces his arms through the small space between the curve of my back and the bed and squeezes me tightly to him. Before I know what's happening, I'm flipped. Link is now under me and my breasts are squashed against his perfectly toned and sweaty chest.

I push my hands to his tight clearcut abs and push myself into a sitting position. I'm completely impaled on his thick penis and the small amount of dark hair just above tickles my needy bud. I test the position, lifting up and grinding my hips in small circles together. My head falls backs and my eyes drift closed, the ends of my hair grazing Links legs.

"Eyes to me, Sam!" Link orders sternly and I whip my head forward again, causing my hair to flutter into my face. I lift up and drop myself down at a steady pace and soon Link begins pushing his hips up to me causing a moan to escape my mouth every time.

"Link... Fuck... Oh my God.."

"Has it ever been this good, Sam? Have you ever felt ecstasy like this?" He reaches one hand up and brushes gently over a peaked nipple the other holds tightly to my hip, keeping us at a steady pace. I shake my head back and forth, never had I felt anything like this before. It was like Link was pushing my limit, forcing me to the edge. And when I finally thought I was there, right at my max he slipped a hand from my breast to between my thighs and pushed me off the side. I fell into the abyss, screaming his name as I went.

I collapse on top of him as he continues to relentlessly pounded into me, wrapping his arms around me securely and groaning in my ear. I can feel the tremors of my climax, my pussy clenching and twitching around his thick shaft. After one last, powerful thrust he stills and a loud moan comes from deep in his throat, it's long and powerful and enough to send another sensation of tingles throughout my exhausted limbs.

His breaths are so deep and strong I almost feel like I'm on a boat, rising and falling with each one. I hold my cheek against his, feeling the day old bristle brush at my soft skin. I welcomed the rough sandpaper feel, thinking it was the only thing keeping me from slipping into some crazy pleasure induced coma.

The sweat that had drenched my hair at the base of my neck was starting to cool, causing a shiver to run through my body. Link threw his hand out patting it around the bed until he found the blankets and dragged them over the top of us. With him still inside me and my ear pressed against his chest, I felt a wave of peace. I sighed, content and feeling safe in the arms of a man I had only dreamed of. Our bodies were sweaty and entangled but neither of us made a move to separate, both just happy to enjoy the moment.

"I don't want to let you go." Link whispered, squeezing me even tighter in his strong arms.

"Please don't." I muttered, exhaustion encompassing my body, my eyes now too heavy to hold open.

"Never."

Chapter Seventeen

Light glared angrily at me through the space in the curtains. I frowned, trying to pry my eyelids from one another. I rolled onto my back and tucked the sheet over my naked breasts. The bed was empty but the door was open and I could hear the shower running from the bathroom next door.

I couldn't help the smile that grew slowly on my face, followed by a flush to my cheeks as I became aware of the slight uncomfortable feeling between my legs. I rubbed my legs together, only increasing the rough prickling feeling that I know was courtesy of Links unshaven bristles. A slightly painful but very pleasant reminder of our escapades from last night.

"Mmm..." I murmured, closing my eyes again and wiggling my thighs, enjoying the tenderness it brought.

"You keep doing that and we are gonna be very late." I giggled softly and peered through my eye lashes at the impressive stature of the man standing the doorway. He gripped the door frame, only a towel wrapped low on his hips. I followed a droplet of water as it ran down the centre of his chest and floated up and over every sculptured Ab before being caught by the fluffy towel.

"How late are we talking exactly?" I asked, licking my lips and smirking as his eyes darken. He stalks towards me and I laugh, holding the sheet to my chest as I scamper to the other side of the bed. He grips the sheet and starts pulling slowly, hand over hand. I try to hold it against me but because I'm laughing so much it slips from my grasp and he rips it from the bed. He folds his arms across his chest with a triumphant smile and admires my nakedness. I don't even try to cover my body, knowing Link has already explored nearly every inch. A tent starts to form, his gorgeous length almost poking through the gap between the towel ends. Just as he makes to climb on the bed a shrill ringing comes from a cell phone sitting on the night stand. He groans and steps back, checking the ID before holding it to his ear.

"I'm coming, okay!" He growls in frustration to the person on the other end. I hear a gruff voice talking and he rolls his eyes.

"Shut your pie hole Rome. We'll be there soon." He hangs up without waiting for an answer, and looks at me sympathetically.

"Sorry babe. We gotta get going." He holds out his hand and I smile as I take it and he pulls me to his chest. He cups my cheek with his free hand and presses his lips gently to my forehead. "Run and have a shower."

He swats my ass as I climb off the bed and I yelp. I give him a small but uncommitted glare and purposely swing my hips as I walk to the bedroom door.

"You just wait till we get home." He calls after me. I can't help but smile. Home.

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The Finders office was in a small mall in the middle of town. We had to walk past several clothes shops and Link sighed dramatically as I stopped for the third time to admire some dresses in a window. 3 years with Charlie and I'd never been allowed to go shopping, he had always sent someone to buy clothes for me, only allowing me to wear what HE wanted me to wear. I felt Link slip his hand through mine and entwine our fingers, I looked up at him, a sad smile on my face.

"I haven't been able to pick my own clothes for 3 years." I whispered, looking back at the gorgeous emerald green dress in the window. It was baby doll styled, low cut in the front with a tight band directly under the breast and the rest left flowy until about midthigh.

"After this meeting we can go do some shopping and you can pick anything your heart desires." Link said, moving behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist tightly. I shook my head,

"On no, I didn't mean..."

"Shh. Shopping after, meeting now." He said dragging me by my hand through the mall. I couldn't help but smile as I stumbled to keep up, apologising to the few people I had to bump through. We stopped at an open door. The large frosted window next to it reading "THE FINDERS" in bold lettering with a couple of phone numbers and the boy’s names. The office was small and sparsely decorated. A two seater leather couch sat to the right with a glass coffee table, magazines thrown haphazardly across it. To the left was a large desk, I was surprised to see Paige sitting behind it, the office phone tucked between her shoulder and her ear as she scribbled notes onto a large pad of paper. She looked up when we entered and gave us both a kind smile. She covered the receiver with her hand,

"Rome is in his office waiting for you" before quickly turning her attention back to the phone, "Yes... Sure... Of course."

“Thanks.” Link pushed gently on my lower back and guided me past the desk and down the hallway behind it. He stopped at the second door down, knocking hard.

"Come in!" I heard Rome’s voice call from the other side. Link pushed the door open, the room was quite big. Rome sat behind another large desk which had two small arm chairs sitting opposite and Dominic who was relaxing on what looked like a very comfortable couch, gave us a small chin lift. There were book shelves filled with books and the desk was littered with papers and folders.

"Well don't you take your damn time." Rome muttered. Link simply shrugged,

"Some things just can't be rushed." He said smugly, gesturing that I sit at one of the seats across from Rome.