Page 10 of Ready or Not

I hold most of my weight up on one forearm and slide my hand down her soft stomach.

She stretches up, capturing my lower lip and sucking on it.

The scent of her arousal is everywhere.

I’m an unbonded alpha. I’ve got to be careful here and keep my head.

My fingers dip lower to test her pussy, and she’s utterly fucking drenched.

I growl, deepening the kiss she initiated.

My cock grinds against her thigh as I thumb her clit. The way her hands dig into my shoulders, trying to pull me closer, isn’t helping anything.

My composure is hanging on by a fucking thread.

“I got tested after the last time I was with anyone. It was negative.” Her eyes clench shut. “My goodness. I’m all foggy. I really want to taste you.”

“You want to suck me off?” I growl, nudging her cheek with mine. Even as jacked up as I am, I can recognize it would likely scare her if I tell her I get checked out after every mission. Then there’s the fact I haven’t been with anyone since the first time I laid eyes on her. I’ve spent every moment of time off at that grungy bar, trying to quietly court her. “Want me to grab my phone? I’ve got my latest test results if you want to see them.”

Her eyes pop open and she studies my face. When she doesn’t say anything, I pull my hand free of her pussy to crawl down to grab it.

“No,” she says, yanking on my hair. “You can show me after. I ache.”

“Sorry, dollface. That defeats the purpose.” I peck a quick kiss on her lips before crawling down to grab my phone and a couple of condoms I packed. Even though I swore I wouldn’t let things get this far.

I toss the condoms on the nightstand and pull up the email with my test results. Handing her the phone, I suck her nipple into my mouth.

She whines, and a few seconds later, my phone hits the nightstand kinda hard.

I chuckle around her tit, moving to shove a finger inside her. She’s so slick and hot that I add another after only a few strokes.

“Please,” she sobs as I switch to the other nipple. It’s a little intense how scalding her skin is and how sweaty she already is. “I just need you.”

“You’ve got me,” I assure her.

Feeling the way she ripples around my fingers, I’m pretty sure I’ll never be able to let her escape.

“No, I need more.” Her head thrashes.

“Give me a little faith. We’ve got all the time in the world.” I move to kiss her, testing out which way she likes my thumb teasing her clit. It’s barely thirty seconds into the kiss when she scratches the fuck out of my back, gushing all over my hand.

It’s so intense that I almost blow my load, watching her expressions and feeling the way she tightens over my fingers.

Holy fucking hell.

I’m literally soaked in her cunt. She’s barely done coming when she shoves my chest. I’m so taken aback that I roll over onto the other side of the mattress without a fight. She climbs over me, and for the first time in my life, I daydream about fucking someone bare. I don’t get to wrestle with myself about that too much.

She gives me a quick kiss and crawls down, wrapping her lips around my crown.

I yank up a fist to muffle the curses as she works her mouth farther down my length.

My eyes meet hers, and she’s so fucking beautiful it takes all the breath from my lungs. I move my hands to cradle her face and use one to pull hair out of her eyes.

She grins around my cock, sucking and bobbing with her free hand cupping my knot. It pulses in her grip as my balls get tight.

The warm, wet heat of her mouth and the sensual drag of her tongue over the bottom of my shaft has me about to explode.

I grunt, leaning up. “Fuck, you’re about to embarrass me.”