He closes the distance between us and reaches out, touching my chin. “You do it.”
I gaze up at him, licking my lips. “Me?”
He runs his thumb back and forth near my bottom lip. “Take out my cock and wrap those pretty lips around me.”
My body almost trembles with need at the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes. I’m so full of lust, I almost forget to breathe.
And like a greedy little slut, I instantly move my wet fingers to his jeans, yanking the denim down his hips. His cock springs out, waving around like it’s celebrating freedom.
I wrap my fingers around the shaft, pumping a few times as he moans. I lick my lips as I bring the head of his cock closer. “You want this?” I ask as I notice Wylder’s gaze darkening.
“Princess,” he breathes as he places his hand on my head, guiding my mouth to his bare flesh.
I hum my approval as the silky skin slides between my lips and across my tongue. There’s power in this. The way he moans and his body twitches with every movement. I am in control, and he is eating up every tantalizing second.
But before I can get comfortable, he slides his hands underneath my arms. His cock pops out of my mouth as I’m lifted in the air. “I need to be inside you,” he says, his voice gravelly and full of need.
I wrap my wet legs around his body, my core to his cock, as he carries me across the small bathroom. I don’t protest as he places my bare ass on the cold stone of the bathroom countertop.
We’ve had the sex talk. I am on birth control and have been since I turned sixteen. We are both clean and tested regularly, although neither of us has had sex with anyone else in ages.
“Fuck me,” I beg, digging my heels into his ass.
Thankfully, I don’t have to ask twice.
Wylder fists his cock, lining it up with my opening. His lips crash down on mine, taking my moan as he pushes himself inside at a slower pace than I expect.
He curls his hand around my neck, holding me still as he pumps into me. My ass slides against the slippery surface, my body dripping from the bath.
The world around us falls away, and nothing or no one is as important as this moment.
Wylder wraps an arm around me, pulling my bottom closer to the edge. I lean into his embrace, giving him better access to me. He groans into my mouth as he sinks himself fully inside me.
There’s nothing frantic about this. We’re savoring the feel of each other, getting lost in the pleasure, until my toes curl and my body tightens.
I moan through the orgasm that grips my body as Wylder’s movements become more hurried and forceful. A second later, he follows me over the cliff to ecstasy.
5
WYLDER
“That was…”Tate’s sleepy voice trails off as her fingernails trail tiny circles across my chest.
I grab her hand, bringing her fingers to my mouth before putting them back down. “Yeah, princess. It was.”
I’m not sure I have words to describe the entire day, especially everything that has happened since we arrived at the Saybrook.
“Now what?”
“Now, we sleep.”
She tips her head back and opens her eyes. “I mean about getting home.”
I blow out a breath because none of the options are optimal. “We can wait here for days, we can rent a car and come back another day, or I can call my brother to bring me the part I have back at the garage to fix her.”
“Which brother?” she asks.
“The dickhead.”
