“So sweet. Holy shit, you’re so sweet,” he pants into me, his face tilting to capture my lips as I quiver against him, my body clutching his.
When I float back to earth a startled laugh belts out from my chest as I kiss him and hug him tighter. “Holy Christ,” I exclaim, breathless. He chuckles at my reaction, grinning like a boy into my lips. “Why is that so much better when someone else does it?”
“Why do sandwiches taste better when someone else makes them?”
“That’s a seriously good question.”
“It could also be that it’s you and it’s me together.”
I latch on to his bottom lip, sucking it into my mouth. “Could be.”
“I’ve imagined this a million times over. A million dirty things that I want to do to you. Filthy fucking things, Naomi. But right now…” His chest rises rapidly, his eyes at half-mast as they swivel back and forth between mine.
“What? Right now, what?” I push when he falls silent.
“Right now, I’m dying to know what it feels like to be inside of you. I haven’t looked a woman in the eyes in so long, but damn, there is no other place I want to be than inside your eyes when I’m inside your body.”
And that’s it. Maybe it’s the raw vulnerability he’s all about tonight. Or the sincerity in his tone. Or the way he looks at me, burning just for me. This man, this fucking man, owns my heart and I don’t want it back. He stole it and now it’s his and it’s like he said, there is no going back.
What good is a fortress if you never let the prince scale the walls or fight your dragons?
“Then do it, Gus. All of it.”
“You want me to fuck you, Naomi? Is that what you want?”
“God, yes.”
He pulls me in for a hard kiss as he swivels us around, marching us over to my bed. He doesn’t release me so I can drop down onto it. His lips are too busy, his tongue too entangled with mine as his kiss grows more urgent, more ferocious. He groans as I press my bare flesh against his, my hands pushing urgently at my shorts and panties, desperate to get them off.
“Gus. Pants.”
My legs unhook from behind his back and I stand on my bed, finally shimmying out of my shorts as his eyes feast on me. He undoes his wet jeans, letting them fall to the floor but leaving his boxer briefs on. Stepping forward, his mouth captures one of my nipples, closing around it and sucking it hard into his mouth. Heat blooms across my body, my fingers raking up through his soft, wet hair. I gasp, shivering as his teeth scrape the sensitive peak.
It’s never been like this. So intense. So everything. I melt into him, become one with his touch and burning gaze.
Swooping me back up with one arm, he quickly lowers me down onto the bed, his body covering mine. He kisses me, deep and devouring, his lips skimming along my jaw, the length of my neck, the swell of each breast, down my torso, and over my bellybutton. He nibbles at me, tasting my skin as he goes.
A decadent treat he’s savoring.
My back arches, my core tightening, but the second his mouth leaves my skin, my eyes shoot open, finding him staring down at my pussy. I roll my head to the side, my face flaming. I feel his hand on my cheek, cupping it and urging it back.
“Don’t do that. Don’t look away from me. You’re perfect.” His finger runs up the seam of me. “So wet and perfect.” He bends down, his tongue swiping at my opening, stealing a taste. “So sweet and wet and perfect.”
A moan is ripped from me as he does it again and again and again, lapping at my wetness as it drips out of me. He lingers on my clit, pressing and swirling against my bundle of nerves while my hands fist at the blanket. He drags it between his teeth, sucking it into his mouth.
“Gus. Now. I need you inside of me now.”
Reaching down, I grasp the waist of his briefs, tugging at them to get my point across. He laughs, smiling dopily down at me. So light. So easy. Gah, this man pulls smiles out of me I didn’t know existed.
He removes his briefs, and I take in the sight of him, hard, thick, and large. I can’t stop myself from reaching out and grasping him, giving his cock a squeeze, pumping it in my hand, testing its weight and size. He grunts, his head falling back before he just as quickly meets my eyes again.
I sit up, leaning forward and licking at the wetness on the tip.
I want to suck him so badly and I tell him so, watching as his eyes darken. “You want to choke on my cock?” I nod, licking my lips and taking another taste.
“Fuck. Condom. Shit. I didn’t bring one. I just raced right over here without thinking it through.”
Without a word, I crawl back away from him, scooting toward my nightstand drawer. They’re in here. I know they are. After Florian and I broke up, I bought a pack on a whim. If he could be with other people, I could too. Only I never was, and I never used them. They’re a hundred years old at least, but what’s a girl to do?
His hands shake as he takes it from me, opening it and sheathing himself up.
In the next moment, he’s back on top of me, playing with my entrance. He slaps my pussy with his cock, making me gasp before sliding inside of me. My body bows off the bed, his hand on my face, forcing my gaze to his unrelenting one. He holds himself still, letting me adjust to his size, beads of sweat form on his temples.
“I haven’t…” He huffs out a strained laugh, dragging his thumb along my bottom lip. “Shit. It’s been a while since I was with someone and you’re just so…”
I grin, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip.
“Are we having trouble focusing, Mister Diamond?”
He chuckles. “Baby, I’m gonna fuck you all night long. Besides” —he reaches out, cupping my breast and squeezing it hard— “I have plenty to focus on.” He juts his hips forward, driving in deeper. I stutter out a breath. “Good?” I hum. So freaking good. “Can I move?”
I nod my head, unable to speak.
That’s when he takes over, commanding my body with long, deep, powerful thrusts. So confident. So in control. He stares into my eyes, our faces impossibly close. His tongue swipes out, hitting my lips and I reach up, kissing him in return. My tongue dives into his mouth, wrangling with his in rhythm with his thrusts. Hiking a leg up over his shoulder, I cry out as he hits me at this new delicious angle.
Deeper. Harder. So crazy good.
Skin slapping against skin. The sound of our bodies coming together fills the humid air.
It’s so much. Being with him like this…it’s so much.
Bending down, he licks the trickle of sweat from between my breasts, latching onto my nipple and biting down. My hands fist his hair as he fucks me over and over and over. He pulls back just enough to stare at the place where our bodies meet. His gaze black with primal lust.
“So many things,” he groans. “Your mouth. Your ass. Your tits. This pussy. I won’t ever be satisfied. I’ll always want more of you. Every way I can have you, I will.”
I moan, his words driving me up higher, bringing me closer.
He doesn’t stop there. Words spill from his mouth. Dirty words. Sweet words. Loving words. He gives them all to me. Infuses my soul with them. His fingers reach between us, finding my clit, watching me as he does, and I detonate. Shattering into him with wave upon wave of pleasure.