She glanced down at me, her eyes hazy and her nipples hard. It required serious restraint to keep from coming all over myself right then. “Am I?”
“Yeah.” I pushed two fingers inside her as I drew circles around her clit. Tremors moved down her belly and I knew she was close. “Don’t forget it.”
“What if I do?”
I looked up to find her pulling at her nipples and I handled that by pressing my face to her inner thigh and biting until I felt her inner muscles clench around my fingers. “I’ll remind you.”
She rocked against me, serving up every inch of herself for my use as she said, “Henry.Please.”
I almost laughed because didn’t she know by now? Didn’t she see? There was no need to beg when the only thing I wanted to give her was everything. “Tell me what you need, baby.”
“More.”
“Not a problem.” I returned to her clit, sucking and circling until her knees came up and my hand was soaked down to my wrist. “That’s it. That’s my girl. Give it to me. Fuck, Whit, you feel amazing.”
She closed her fingers around my hair and yanked. “If you don’t get up here and fuck me?—”
I was inside her before those words could pass over her lips.
“Such a bossy little thing,” I said.
Her body was incredible, all lush curves and smooth skin, but it was more than that. It was the sounds she made and the wayshe met my thrusts with her own that drove me wild. It was the way she watched me rubbing her clit, occasionally grabbing my hand and showing me how she liked it. The way she breathed my name and the way she’d turn her head and yelloh, fuuuuuckinto the pillows.
I pinned her wrists over her head. It was all I could do to keep a grip on my control, but she was quick to say, “I want my hands back.” Her words were all pout. “I don’t like this.”
“If I give you your hands,” I said, pulling all the way out and then slamming back in, “I get you on top of me.”
I loved the lazy nod she gave me. It was like we’d tripped and stumbled out of the tension of the past eight weeks and into the kind of well-worn comfort I’d never thought I’d know. I released her wrists and slapped her thigh, and though it felt like the last thing I’d ever want to do, I pulled out. “Get up here, gorgeous.”
I settled back against the pillows as Whit climbed into my lap. My hands instinctively went to her waist as she sank down. I gripped her hard and held her body as still as possible until I talked myself out of exploding on the spot.
“Oh my god.” Her hands flexed on my shoulders, her short nails pressing into my skin. “This is?—”
“Better than you remembered?” I dropped my head to her chest, my mouth on her breast while I debated if there was any true downside to coming this soon. Aside from the fact it was very complimentary to her, it wasn’t as though I’d roll over and fall asleep. Fuck, no. I’d dust myself off and get back to work. “I know, Whit.I know.”
I eased up on my grip, finally letting her rock against me, and I filled my hands with her breasts to distract from the incredible heat and clench of her pussy. As if that was even possible.
“No one has ever liked my tits as much as you do.”
“Let’s keep it that way.” I brushed my lips over her nipple. “These are mine.”
“Is that how it is? All of me is yours now?”
I nodded as I licked her. “That’s right.”
“And what do I get?”
I didn’t know how she was capable of speaking. I was having a tough time with breathing. Still, I managed, “Everything. Anything you want, it’s yours.”
Whit ground into me hard and I bucked up into her, wanting this to last forever and wishing it could end now so we could start all over in a few minutes. Her hands were everywhere, pulling at my hair, scratching my shoulders, clawing at my wrists when I pinned her nipple between my teeth.
“I love the way you feel,” she said, her eyes closing and head dropping back. “It’s like?—”
“Like this is the way it’s supposed to be. Like it’s finallyright.”
Those admissions seemed to unleash something in us because we went a little crazy then. I rolled her to her back and pounded into her like I was trying to leave a mark inside her. She dug her heels into my ass so hard I knew I’d feel it for a week. I flipped us over again and watched her ride me until I was on the verge of saying things neither of us were prepared to hear.
When her hums turned to shrieks and her pussy was all but strangling my cock, I put her on her back one last time. With two fingers tracing her clit, I said, “You know what I want.”
