My name on her lips is my undoing.
I flick open the clasp of her bra, letting the straps slide down her shoulders before I ease it away.My palms skim over bare skin, soaking in her heat, the way her body responds to my touch.Her nails drag down my back, leaving a sting in their wake, and I groan against her throat.
I want her so badly.
“You’re driving me crazy,” I murmur, my lips brushing her ear.
She lets out a breathless laugh.“Good.”
I press a teasing kiss to the corner of her mouth before heading lower, my hands smoothing over her hips as I push down her blue lacey thong.She shifts beneath me, helping me, and soon, there’s nothing left.Just us completely bare to each other.The way she’s looking at me, like she wants me just as badly, makes me feral.
I drop my gaze over her, memorizing every sexy curve.Her fingers graze along my shoulders like she’s doing the same.
“I need you.Please don’t make me wait anymore,” she whispers, her voice raw.
A rush of heat floods my chest, and my pulse quickens.
I press my forehead against hers, steadying myself, soaking in the moment because I know this isn’t just need.It’s so much more.
Kissing her slowly, I pour everything into it.She matches me, fingers gripping my face, her body arching into mine like she was made for this.Fuck, made for me.
“I’ve got you,” I promise against her lips.
And then, I ease her back down onto the bed.Her fingers hold on to me like I’m something she can’t bear to let go of, and I don’t want her to.
Not now.
Not ever.
Chapter 21
Adrian
Thesoftlightfromthe bedside lamp touches her skin, highlighting every curve, every dip, every place I want to touch.She’s breathtaking, waiting for me like this.My fingers brush the length of her thighs, tracing lazy patterns over her warm skin, feeling the way she shivers beneath me.
“Spread your legs, baby,” I murmur, rough with need.
Her gaze locks with mine, dark and hazy, filled with trust and hunger.Slowly, she parts her thighs, and my pulse drums, the heat between us turning electric.
I drag my fingers over her wet pussy.“Is this all for me?”
“Yes.”She arches into my touch, her body asking for more before she even speaks the words.
I glance up, taking in the flush spreading up her neck, the way her lips part as she struggles to breathe.She’s lost in this moment, lost in me, and there’s something about that… about knowing I’m the one making her crazy.
I slide my fingers over her thighs, slow, teasing, watching her face as I do.Her eyebrows pull together, her lips tremble, her body fights to stay still.I want to memorize this.Every expression, every sound, every little way she responds to my hands.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmur, kissing just below her belly button, feeling the way her stomach quivers beneath my lips.
She reaches for me, fingers digging into my shoulders, trying to pull me closer, but I hold still, letting the anticipation build between us.I want her desperate, aching, needing me the way I need her.
I move up, capturing her mouth in a slow kiss.She tastes like everything I’ve ever wanted but never thought I could have.The need to see her face, to watch her react to what I’m about to do, tugs me back.When I pull away, her eyes are heavy-lidded, her chest rising and falling fast.
Her hands slide to the back of my neck, tugging me back to her lips.“You’re killing me,” she whispers against my mouth.
I grin, dragging my lips down the side of her throat, savoring the way she gasps when I nip at the sensitive spot just below her ear.
“You can handle it,” I tease.
