I put my fingertips over his lips. “Don’t. Don’t police yourself with me anymore. I know at first I freaked out. I was comparing everything you did and said to Marty, and some things seemed like red flags, but I was dead wrong.” I started to unbutton his flannel shirt. “I want you to know I’m not afraid of you. I don’t think you’re too possessive. I have zero reservations about you, Boone. About us.” I slid his shirt down over his shoulders, baring his gorgeous, sculpted chest, heavily dusted with soft brown curls. I let my palms wander over his muscles, stroking him with appreciation.
He pulled my sweater off over my head and tossed it onto the floor.
I unbuttoned his jeans. “I didn’t know about fate before, but now I believe, too. We’re together because we were meant to be. You and me.”
This time when he kissed me. He wasn’t gentle. He was ferocious. His mouth devoured mine, lips crashing down, tongue sweeping into my mouth. He gripped the back of my head to hold me in place for the onslaught, showing me how he felt.
“I love you, Boone,” I said when he let me up for a breath.
“Fuck, Summer. I love you so fucking much.” He returned to the frenzied kissing, squeezing my ass, and walking me backward until my legs hit the bed, and we tumbled down on top of it. He braced one arm beside my head, holding his weight above me, so he didn’t crush me when we fell.
“I love you so fucking much,” I countered.
A wicked expression crept over his face. “So, you’re saying I don’t have to hold back anymore?”
My brows rose. “You were holding back?”
“Oh yeah, baby. I was holding way back.” He rose to his knees and yanked my yoga pants and panties down my legs. “You’re about to find out what a dominant alpha wolf sounds like in bed.”
My pussy clenched, a shudder of lust tearing through me. “Yes, please.”
He stared down at my mostly-naked body with glittering eyes. “Mine.”
His. Yes, I liked how that sounded. I wasn’t scared of it any longer. In fact, I craved it. My body was perfectly tuned to him. To his touch. His voice. His presence. Just like he was made for me. I was his, and he was mine.
He shoved his sweats down his hips and kicked them off. “I’m gonna need to see those perfect tits of yours. Bra off.” There was a command in his voice that sent an absolute thrill through my body.
I knew it was a game. That I was perfectly safe. That he’d never hurt me. And that made his dominance sexy as hell. I’d been in a situation where I was scared of my partner. I knew I never would be again.
I slid my bra straps down my shoulders and held Boone’s gaze as I unhooked my bra. Then I held the garment in place, covering my breasts, testing him.
He flicked his brows as he climbed over me on all fours. His cock was hard for me, brushing my belly. “I said, bra off, baby. I need to see if those sweet nipples are hard and tight for me yet, or if you need me to run my tongue around them and suck them until they’re good and stiff.”
Oh God. My pussy clenched again. I had no idea Boone was a master at dirty talk.
I’d been missing out.
I slowly lowered the fabric of the bra, revealing my nipples, which were definitely already hard and tight. Still, I looked down then back at him and said, “Maybe they need a little more coaxing.”
Boone’s lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he lowered his head. He flicked his tongue just once over my right nipple. Then once over my left. Then he blew on them, so the moisture cooled and dried, causing a fresh sensation.
I arched up in appreciation. “More.”
Boone tilted his head, like he was considering whether to comply with my request. “Who do these gorgeous tits belong to?”
My brain stuttered with a defensive response, but then I remembered it was a game. A very delicious game.
“You.”
His smile was feral. “That’s right, baby. This body is mine. Mine to pleasure.” He cupped my right breast, his thick fingers molding around the side and angled it toward his mouth. This time he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
I cried out, feeling the answering tug between my legs. “Oh, God.”
“You can call me a god.” I loved hearing him sound smug. “I am gonna give you a transcendental experience.”
I moaned when he returned his mouth to my nipple and sucked again then released the suction and lightly grazed the erect tip with his teeth.
He sat up, straddling my waist, and stroked both hands around my breasts, then down my sides. He lowered his lips to kiss along my jaw and down the side of my neck.
