Page 47 of Wilde Abandon
Her gaze narrowed.“Areweanus?Or not?”
He gripped her hips.“We are definitely anus.”And he loved it that she was his.
“Then we do it together.”She leaned in and kissed him.It was soft and way too short.
He stood with her straddling his waist and his hands clamped on her ass.“I want to see your bedroom.”
She kissed his neck and whispered in his ear as he walked to the hallway.“I think you really just want to see me naked.”
“I do.Always.Every second of the day.You’re all I think about.”The room was dark.He could barely see any of the details in the room, but he found the rumpled bed and laid her out beneath him on it, kissing his way down her neck, following the V of her tank to her cleavage.He kissed a trail from one rounded breast across to the other, then ran his tongue from that side back to the other.
She moaned.
He tugged her tank up and over her head.Her tight pink nipples tempted him to lick then suck one into his mouth.She tasted so sweet.
Her fingers slid through his hair and held him close as he licked and laved one nipple, then the other.He brushed his fingers over her rib cage.She arched up, only giving him a better mouthful of her soft breast, the hard tip pressed to his tongue.
He skated his fingers down her body as he dipped them underneath her flannel shorts and found her bare to his fingers.He slid them over her soft folds, finding her wet and rocking against his touch.He sank one finger deep, then two.
“Fox.I need you.”
He licked her nipple, making her moan.“I’m right here.”Where he always wanted to be.With her.
She pulled his shirt up and over his head.“Too many clothes.I want skin.”She pulled up her legs so he could slide the shorts right off her bare feet.“I want you.Now.”She twisted and fumbled with the bedside drawer, while he got rid of the rest of his clothes.
He turned back and found her sitting up, a condom in hand.Since he was on his knees on the mattress, she took hold of his hard shaft, stroked him once, twice.He bit his lip, trying to hold on and not end this with her hand on him, giving him so much pleasure.She stopped the exquisite torture, rolled the condom down his length, then fell back on the bed.
The most beautiful woman laid out before him.
Mine.
He covered her body with his and kissed her.Softly at first, then with a ravenous stroke of his tongue along hers.Her hips rolled up to his and the head of his cock sank into her welcoming heat.Then she pushed up and took him in all the way.
He lost all finesse and rhythm and pulled out and slammed back into her again and again to her soft pants and moans, her nails biting into his back and hip.She wrapped her legs around his waist and he thrust deep, pulling out and making sure his dick glided against her clit.
He felt the storm building in her.In him.And then she cracked like lightning, the pleasure coursing through her and him as it rolled like thunder.
He collapsed on top of her, trying to keep most of his weight on his forearms as he kissed her neck and rubbed his head into her palm as her fingers slid through his hair.
“You can wake me up every day if we get to do this.”Humor laced her words, but also truth and something more.Something he hoped she felt as deeply as he did.
Because that special thing they had between them…it filled him up.
He raised his head and stared down at her.“Any time, any way you want it, I’m your man.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Get used to us spending a lot of time together.”
Something came and went in her eyes.
He settled next to her on the bed on his side and hooked his arm around her waist, and pulled her over so she was facing him.Barely a few inches separated them.“What is it?”
She brushed her thumb over his bottom lip.“You’re so…amazing.And I don’t want to lose you.But you have a home, a business, a life in Boston that I know very little about.”
He sobered.“And you live here.”That complication weighed on him.
“Yes.My life is tied to the ranch, the bar, my family.Mason moved here to be with Lyric.Layla decided to stay to be with Jax.I can’t ask you to do that.”Her gaze dropped to his chest.“Maybe it’s too soon to even talk about this, but…”