“I can’t, Riley,” I rasped.
She kissed the back of my hand, tracing her fingers along my tattoos. Every inch of skin that she touched burned like fire.
“Yes, you can,” she said. “I feel safest when I’m with you. And I…I want to feel safe, Nitro. Please.”
The final thread of my self-control crumbled. I wasn’t her bodyguard anymore, hired for protection. I became the man who would move heaven and earth for his woman, to please her, to claim her.
Peeling the covers aside, I exposed her plush curves, riddled with goosebumps. She shivered slightly, but she didn’t shy away. My mouth watered at the sight of her plump tits and pebbled nipples. When I smoothed my hand up her thighs, she parted her legs for me, with her eyes locked on me.
I dipped my head, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her hip. A small smile curved the corners of Riley’s lips and she threaded her fingers into my hair. Skimming my knuckles along her inner thigh, I grazed my thumb over her clit.
She sucked in a breath, squirming.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
She shook her head emphatically.
“No. I want you to make me come so hard that I forget that bastard.”
Mission received. Challenge accepted.
Toeing off my boots and stripping off my shirt, I hooked my hands behind Riley’s knees and guided her legs over my shoulders. Fuck, I could smell how sweet she was already and I’d barely touched her. I kissed the inside of her thigh, pinching with my teeth to leave a little red welt.
Kramer had bruised her with his anger and stifling control.
The only bruises I intended to leave on her would come from pleasure.
Riley released a trembling breath of anticipation, twisting her fingers into the sheets. I licked a stripe up the length of her, swirling slowly over her clit. A wrecked little sound tore from her throat. She arched her hips up toward my mouth.
I braced an arm across her lower stomach, pinning her to the bed. She whimpered and writhed under my tongue as I flicked back and forth over her clit. The salty tang of her taste unleashed that primal side I’d tried so hard to keep locked down. I sealed my mouth to her pussy, feasting on her like a starving man.
My cock ached and I couldn’t resist grinding against the mattress, desperate for friction. My jeans felt painfully too tight, but I didn’t want to waste time taking them off when I had Riley spread out before me like this.
“Oh myGod—” Riley whined, throwing her head back against the pillows. Eyes screwed shut. Back arched in ecstasy. All that stress and anxiety was wiped away as she climbed higher and higher.
When I eased two fingers inside the slick heat of her pussy, her walls clenched and fluttered. I stroked and twisted and pressed against her G-spot, mercilessly flooding her with sensations so she couldn’t think of anything else except how good she felt with me.
Not him. Not that asshole ex who terrorized her.
“That’s it, angel,” I murmured. “You’re so fucking close. Come for me, baby.”
I added a third finger at the same time I pressed the flat of my tongue to her clit and sucked hard. She bowed off the mattress with a shout, toes curling, knees locking around my head.
Riley shuddered as her orgasm washed over her. I kept licking and sucking her through it, chasing every fresh wave of euphoriauntil she couldn’t take anymore. She tried to twist away, weakly pushing at my head.
Reluctantly, I withdrew pressing my lips to her thigh instead. If she gave me the chance, I would stay right here all day. Teasing her slowly back to the brink, over and over again. A dark, possessive thrill coiled around my spine, thinking of the reaction Riley’s ex would have if he knew I had tasted her and made her come on my tongue.
I kissed my way up her body—her belly, between her breasts, flicking my tongue over her rosy pink nipples. Riley wiggled beneath me, tugging with impatience at my belt.
“Is there something you want, angel?” I prompted.
Tilting her chin up, she brushed a playful kiss to the corner of my mouth. Then she cupped and squeezed the bulge of my erection, scratching her fingernails lightly over the denim.
“Ruin me,” she said with those big brown eyes. “Mark me. Make me yours in every way.”
I raised an eyebrow. My sweet angel had a wild side underneath that pretty face and curvy body. I brushed my knuckles against her cheek, trailing my thumb over her lips.
“Did you ever say that to him?” I asked.
