Envy

A/N: Now… I know how you all love those naughty books! So here’s a little present for you! =]

Like a Romance Novel


…Lilith clung to Salvador’s body as he swept her into his arms, his masculine scent immediately flooding her senses, engraining itself to her memory as she pressed her face in the cook of his neck, sighing softly. Salvador held onto her body tightly, his breathing ragged as he carried Lilith up the stairs to her bedroom, his footfalls making soft thumping sounds on every step. Lilith felt the hot ears fall down her face as Salvador set her down on her bed.

“I can’t believe he’s gone.” Lilith sniffed, wiping at her green eyes.

Salvador kept quiet and wrapped his arms around Lilith tightly, pressing his lips to her forehead, “What can I do to make it better?”

Lilith sobbed silently, the loss of her brother still fresh in her mind. She peered up at Salvador, her only hope, and framed his face with her small hands, “Make me forget.” she whispered.

Salvador breathed deep, crashing his lips down on hers, his thick, muscular arms enveloping her body tightly as he dragged her down onto her bed, situating himself above her. Lilith cooed softly and wrapped her legs around him, the feel of his arousal pressing up against her like that was almost too much to bear…


“Linds! Do you know where I put my toolbox?”

Lindsey jumped, slamming her book shut and quickly threw it in the nightstand, hastily pushing her hair out of her face, she called back to Paul, “No baby, maybe you left it in your truck!” she bit her lip in habit, watching Paul appear in the doorway.

“What was that?” he chuckled, making his way closer to Lindsey.

Lindsey rose her brows in attempt to look confused, “What?” she asked. “What was what?”

A slow smirk grew on Paul’s lips as he leaned close to Lindsey, pressing his lips to her throat, “What were you putting in here -oh.” Paul chuckled, pulling out the book Lindsey had been reading. “The Sailor and the Wench?”

Lindsey blushed deeply, covering her face with her hands, “Oh my god.” she mumbled.

Paul laughed softly, turning the book open to a random page, “How come you never told me you read these things?” he asked, “I never pictured you reading this stuff.”

Lindsey snatched the book out of Paul’s hands, “Shut up.” she sighed heavily, “I didn’t feel the need to tell you and have you making fun of me all the time.”

Paul drew his brows together, “When have I ever seriously made fun of you?” he asked, a half smile barely playing on his lips. He settled himself behind Lindsey, so she sat between his legs, her back pressed up against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her middle. “My mom’s a sex therapist, Linds… if you want me to make fun of you, you’d better think of something really, really freaky.”

Lindsey chuckled, leaning her head back on Paul’s shoulder, “You’re such an asshole.” she teased.

“And I believe I told you that in the beginning.” Paul reminded her, laughing softly, “Now, read me something.”

Lindsey blushed, “I’m not reading out loud.” she shook her head slowly, staring down at the book.

Paul took the book and opened it to a section more towards the beginning. “Start from here then.” he said softly, bending down to kiss Lindsey’s neck.

Lindsey sighed heavily and absentmindedly ran her fingers lightly through Paul’s hair as he kissed at her neck, “Fine.” she whispered, settling the book in front of her.

“Lilith couldn’t believe what she was seeing in front of her. He had to be the most hansom man she had laid eyes on, with his long dark hair and intensely dark charcoal eyes. His build stood tall and thick with muscle, making him seem intimidating and cruel, but she had a feeling that this man was neither to the woman who had his heart. It was a shame that he was probably married, or to be soon.

“Salvador Harris” this man introduced himself, holding his hand out for her to take, which she did, blushing slightly when he kissed her hand tenderly.

“Lilith closed her eyes, trying to contain herself. Surely this man’s lady would not appreciate her having these sorts of thought of Mr. Harris. She tried to push down the thought of his large, strong hands grasping at her thighs or holding her shoulders. She tried to not think of how warm his body would feel against hers in the dead of night.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Harris. My name is Lilith Greensboro.”

Lindsey sighed heavily and let the book fall into her lap, “Paul, you have to stop.” she murmured, biting her bottom lip at the feeling of Paul using his mouth to manipulate the side of her neck as his fingers traced light patterns on her thigh. “I’m not going to read if you’re just going to sit there and distract me.”

Paul reached out for the book, opening it up to a much later page in the story, “Keep reading.” he said softly.

Lindsey sighed softly, “Don’t distract me.” she replied, blushing deeply when she saw what was ahead in the book.

“Salvador gave Lilith an intense stare, as he stopped short in the doorway -she couldn’t have been more embarrassed if she tried. Hastily, Lilith drew her covers around her body and felt the hot blush spread through her as Salvador didn’t even look away or apologize for walking in on her at such an intimate moment. Her body was still humming and quivering, after all.

“I…I-” Lilith stuttered softly, not daring to look Salvador in the eyes.

“Salvador was silent as he moved closer to her, taking her chin in his large hand, and told her that everything was going to be alright. She didn’t question him, but wondered whether he was talking about the fact that he had just caught her in the act of self-indulgence, or the fact that Boris was still hot on their trail. It didn’t matter anymore, for Salvador’s lips were pressed firmly to hers.

“She wasn’t sure how it had happened, but she had wanted to feel him against her since their last -and first- time deep below deck, in the wine cellar. He was hovering over her now, his lips trailing across her skin as his hands groped and caressed her, making her feel like she had never been properly touched by a man in her life.”

Lindsey moaned low, closing her eyes as Paul slipped his hand under the covers and into her panties, teasing her softly. His breath was hot on the back of her neck as she pressed back against him, biting at her lips and tongue, trying to contain herself. Her legs widened slightly when Paul dipped a finger into her slick heat, hitting her sweet spot and making her gasp softly.

“Keep reading.” Paul rasped softly against her ear, pressing his thumb against her clit. His free hand slipped up, under her nightshirt to cup her breast softly.

“I can’t.” Lindsey whimpered, arching her back into him, her hips moving along with his movements. “Can’t read when you’re…”

Paul chuckled softly, nipping at her earlobe with his teeth, “Read me some more. I want to know what happens.”

Lindsey groaned, frustrated, “They have sex. The end.” she gasped.

Paul dipped a second finger into Lindsey, his thumb working against her clit a little faster, “Yes, but how did he take her?” his voice dropped seductively low as he lips grazed the back of her neck. “Was he loving and gentle, moving in and out of her slowly?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips, “Did he lick every inch of her body, and make her come easily with his mouth? Was she on top, or was he?”

“Oh god…” Lindsey murmured, her mind going fuzzy with images.

“Tell me, I know you’ve read this before dozens of times. The book is damn near falling apart.” Paul breathed against her skin, thrusting his fingers within her deeply.

Lindsey quivered in front of him, reaching behind her to hold the back of his neck as she rode his fingers, her toes curling with delight, “He’s behind her.” she panted heavily, “He’s not loving or gentle with her. He -oh god- he takes what he wants, and leaves her wanting more. She can’t…she can’t get enough of him.” Lindsey gasped.

Paul slowed down his movements and sighed softly, “So he’s an asshole?” he asked.

Lindsey shook her head, “He’s in love with her. He can’t admit it.” she whimpered, her grip tightening in his hair, “He’s impersonal to…protect her.”

Paul slid his fingers out of her body slowly and moved his fingers over her sensitive, swollen clit, “From what?” he asked softly.

Lindsey dropped head back on Paul’s shoulder with a soft cry, her eyes closed tightly as she bit her bottom lip, her body shaking with anticipation, “Himself.” she finally gasped out, her hands flying to rest on Paul’s strong thighs, where she gripped at him roughly.

Paul stayed silent as he continued to tease Lindsey, listening to her sweet sounds erupting form her throat. He breathed heavily when she pressed up against him, wiggling around in his lap erotically. She turned her head as far as she could and used a hand to cup the back of Paul’s head as she kissed his lips tenderly, sucking gently on his bottom lip, they way he loved. He couldn’t suppress the groan if he tried.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” Paul rasped against Lindsey’s ear softly.

Lindsey whimpered loudly, shaking her head as Paul dipped his fingers back into her soaking core. “I don’t know.” she whispered.

“First off, I’m going to make you come with my mouth, holding you down so you can’t get away from me when you come. I’m going to bury my tongue inside you and suck on that pretty little cit of yours so hard, your legs won’t be able to stop shaking.” Paul’s voice was low and husky, letting Lindsey know that he meant every single word.

Lindsey clenched her fists, her back arching from Paul’s words and teasing. He’d never been this descriptive before, and it was so entirely arousing, she couldn’t contain herself. Somehow, she turned around in Paul’s lap and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her lips against his hard and groaned low when he responded with fisting her hair and pushing her down on her back, hovering over her heated body.

“I’m going to make you beg for it.” Paul said softly, pushing her nightshirt up, over her breasts. He bent his head down, capturing one of her hardened nipples in his mouth, his hands grasping her sides, “I’m going to take you from behind, so hard, fucking that tight little pussy of yours.” he whispered against her skin, moving to her other nipple. “Would you like that?” He asked, looking up at Lindsey seriously.

Lindsey shivered under Paul’s touch and bit her bottom lip, nodding, “Yes.” her voice was breathless with want.

Paul rested himself on his elbows, his weight over Lindsey’s, as he cradled her face in his hands. His dark eyes bored into her pale blue ones, full of passion and undeniable desire -the sight of his eyes so dark with emotion made Lindsey gasp.

“I Love you.” he said softly. “I’d give you anything you want, Lindsey.”

Lindsey stared back up at him, her arms wrapping themselves around his middle, “The only thing I ever wanted was you.” she whispered back


A/N: Heheh...Paul. =]