"You feel so damn good." His voice grew hoarse as he groaned and grunted. Barely audible curses, warnings and demands met my ears over the rush of blood pounding through them. "Not gonna last. Fuck your ass. I could fuck it forever. Squeeze me. Damn it, Noah. Ruined. Fucking ruined."
My cock leaked onto the soft blanket. I'd probably feel bad about that later, but my body was a slave to Rook's. He was all I could see, smell and feel. I reveled in the way he filled me in a way I'd never experienced. Basked in the salty scent of his sweat surrounding me. Lived for the rough texture of his hands as he parted my ass for a better view of his cock stretching me wide. My neck ached with the way I watched him lose himself. My gaze latched onto the tendons on the side of his neck that were pulled tight and the bob of his throat. Sweat rolled down his face, dripping over the half-moon scar on his temple.
"Keep looking at me like that." It wasn't a threat. It was a demand. "You love seeing that you own me, don't you?"
I nodded as I gasped for breaths that were stolen from my lungs.
"Good. I want you to see it." His gaze sharpened on mine. "I fucking love you."
The sweet words clashed with the punishing pace he set. It was too much. Everything I'd ever dreamed of. But more. And my sac drew tight. "I'm going to come."
"Do it. Come for me." He leaned over my back, reaching under me and took my cock in his hand. He tightened his fist and rubbed just beneath my tip in circles that sent my brain and body spiraling out of control.
The building orgasm raced to the point of no return, then flung itself over the edge.
"Rook…fuck!" The shout ripped from my throat as a deep groan vibrated from his chest. My come shot in ribbons that coated his hand, making a mess on my stomach and the blankets beneath me.
Rook followed right behind me with his teeth sinking into my neck. Holy shit. After several long seconds, Rook released my neck, soothing the sting with a gentle kiss right before his heavy weight collapsed against my back
He heaved for breath and trailed more kisses over my shoulders and anywhere else he could reach. His weight was too much for my shaky arms to support. "Get off me you fucking vampire."
A burst of laughter laced through his panting breaths. "Sorry, I got lost in the moment. You okay?"
He lifted and sat back, gently pulling out of me.
Avoiding the mess, I rolled onto my back and stared up at him. "So damn okay."
The soft drowsy grin that tilted Rook's lips only made me fall further in love with him. The way he watched me back was everything. We sat still until the need to remove the condom prompted him to crawl off the bed. He reached back for me, grabbed my hand and dragged me from the mattress.
Rook smacked my ass. "Let's go clean up. You wore me the fuck out."
In a state of disbelief, I smiled at his back as we walked back to the bathroom and took turns showering.
Once we were clean, neither of us were in a hurry to get out. His lips were on mine as we languidly kissed. His fingertips roamed my body as I held him by the back of his neck.
Pressing his lips to mine one last time, he reached back and shut off the water. "I'm going to pass out the second my head hits that pillow."
Rook got out first, snagged a towel and passed another to me. After we dried off, the top blanket was tossed in a heap next to the bed, and we slipped beneath the thin cream-colored sheets. Lifting his arm, Rook tugged me with the other until I got the hint and scooted forward until my naked skin pressed flush with his heated body.
He flipped off the lamp and darkness fell over the room.
"I love you," he whispered. "And you're stuck with me."
I had zero problems with that. "I love you too. Always have. Always will."
His breathing slowed and the sound of the AC hummed as I struggled to wrap my mind around everything that had changed.
Rook loved me. Claimed me. But what happened when we left this place? What would happen when we got home? I chewed on my lip, hating the doubt that crept up on the heels of something more amazing than I'd thought possible. I told myself not to worry. But the reality was I had no idea what to expect.
Sleep finally found me, and it was only hours later when I was woken up with a warm wet mouth wrapped around my cock. Rook sucked while watching me blink down at him as awareness finally took hold.
The second time he took me, he settled between my spread legs propped on his shoulders. Staring into my eyes, his thrusts were slow. So slow as he wrung every last ounce of pleasure from my body.
He hadn't fucked me. Rook had loved me.
Fifteen
Noah
"Hey, you almost ready?" I asked Rook as I stood by the door to our room with my luggage in one hand.
Our flight was set to leave soon and we needed to get moving. My fault really. I hadn't wanted to get out of bed. Waking up next to Rook was something I'd wanted for so long. Now that I had it, I was afraid I'd lose it, so I was hanging on to every second with both hands.
Rook came out of the bathroom with his essentials gathered in his arms and carelessly shoved them inside his open suitcase on the bed. After zipping the suitcase, he picked it up, strolled over and popped a kiss on my lips. "I am now. Unless you want to…" He waggled his brows.
I knocked my shoulder into his. "We'll miss our flight. The shower blowjob wasn't enough? Maybe I need to up my game."
He scoffed as he opened the door. "Like hell you do. Your tongue is the reason I'm in this situation." He gestured to the semi in his jeans.
While I loved that I affected him that way, we really were going to miss our flight if we didn't leave. "Stop trying to make us late. I need to go find my mom."
“Boner killer,” he complained, and I laughed as we rolled our luggage to the elevator. While we stood together in the mirrored car on the way down, I watched our reflection. Side by side. My best friend. My boyfriend? We hadn't really had that discussion. He loved me, but how did that translate once we were back home?
Before I could sink into that worrying train of thought, the doors slid open. My mom stood in the lobby next to James.
"About time, you two." She grinned, and I dropped my luggage to fold my arms around her. My mom held me tight. When she released me and pulled back, tears glistened in the corners of her eyes. "Trevor said to tell you bye and he’ll call you soon. He and Kendra left before sunrise for their honeymoon. Do you have everything you need?"
"We do, but we'll be late if we don't get on the road."
"Okay, I won't hold you up." She gave Rook the same hug. "I'm going to miss you two tomorrow."
"A week wasn't enough?" My brow rose.
She propped her hands on her hips. "It was nice having this time with you. Since you went off to college and James and I moved…I just miss you and look forward to Christmas. But I understand. You need to get back, and next year there won't be so much going on, so I expect you both to be at our house."
"We will,” I promised and grabbed the handle to my suitcase.
"All right, drive safe and Merry Christmas." She said that like she wouldn't tell me at least three more times tomorrow when it was actually Christmas.