Page 315 of By His Vow

“Fucking hell, Tatum,” I groan, my fingers sinking into her hair. “You are exactly that kind of girl.”

She stares up at me, her eyes wide with hunger.

The temptation to let her suck me dry is high, but just before I get to the point of no return, I pull her off me and throw her onto the bed.

Her chest is heaving and her lips are swollen as I crawl over her.

“You’re perfect,” I say before ducking to kiss her.

She wraps her legs around my waist, trying to encourage me to up the ante, but despite her desperate whimpers and the way her nails claw at my skin, I hold off, driving her crazy.

Eventually, I flip us and settle her on my waist.

“Your house, baby. That means you’re the boss.”

She sucks in a sharp breath before the most incredible smile spreads across her lips.

“Is that right?”

“Yep,” I say, tucking my hands behind my head, giving her full access to my body. “Do your worst, Mrs. Callahan.”

The way she smiles at me makes my heart skip a beat.

“Fuck. I love you.”

Her smile grows, but instead of responding with words, she reaches for my dick and then sinks down on me incredibly slowly.

Her eyes hold mine the whole time she rides my cock, taking what she needs, letting me see and feel every ounce of her emotions.

Moving my hands, I hold them out for her to grab and she immediately laces her fingers through mine and uses me for leverage.

Her pussy ripples around me, her body sucking mine impossibly deep.

“You’re incredible, you know that, right?”

Her body trembles as I say the words, her release approaching right alongside mine.

“King, fuck.” I thrust my hips up, unable to hand over every bit of control and send her flying off the edge. “Fuck. I love you, I love you, I love you,” she chants as she falls.

“Love you too,” I groan as my cock jerks, spilling myself inside her.

Her body goes limp and she flops onto my chest, her chest heaving as she fights to catch her breath.

“I’ll never get enough of that,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

“Same,” she confesses breathlessly.

I laugh to myself, and she lifts her head to look up at me.

“What?”

“I thought you were going to fight me about this place.”

She studies me for a beat before laying her head back on my chest.

“I don’t want to fight anymore,” she says quietly.

“But it’s so fun,” I tease, tracing my fingers up and down her back, making goosebumps break out.