Ray
She couldn’t believe she’d invited Sloane up to her penthouse. She barely even knew the man, and sure, there was no doubt in her mind that she was Sloane’s mate, but this was all moving so quickly it made her dizzy. But the connection she felt to him was so strong, it was as if she had known him for her entire life. She’d never felt so at ease with anyone before and it had to be as a result of the mate bond. She might have told him that she was unsure about the idea of not having her free will, but secretly she found the idea of them being soul mates to be unbelievably romantic. Wasn’t it every woman’s fantasy to have that kind of connection with someone?
As soon as the doors closed on the elevator, Sloane turned to her, his lips pulled up into a grin. “Damn. I’d been all set to give you a kiss goodbye, but now I’ll have to wait for it.”
Ray wasn’t sure what made her so bold, but she slid her hand up his arm and said, “But what ifIdon’t want to wait for it?”
Sloane’s gaze raked over her boldly and when his eyes lowered to stare at her mouth, she reached for him at the same time that he grabbed her and pulled her up against his body. He slanted his mouth over hers. The very second their lips met, Ray groaned, and Sloane pushed her back against the elevator wall and deepened the kiss.
Sloane’s arms slid around her back, holding her in place and she wrapped hers around his neck, her fingers sliding into the hair at the nape of his neck. The kiss grew hot and heavy after that, all tongue and teeth and moans of pleasure. When she felt his hardness pressing against her stomach, she gasped. She ran her hands down his back, underneath his shirt and pressed them against the smooth skin she encountered. Then the elevator doors dinged open and still they didn’t stop kissing. The doors closed again.
Sloane smiled into Ray’s mouth and he finally pulled back to meet her gaze. “I can ride this thing all night,” he said, “as long as you keep kissing me like that, but it might be a good idea to get out. Plus, if anyone else was to get in, they might get the wrong idea.”
He looked down at himself and when Ray followed his gaze, his erection was clearly visible, tenting the front of his jeans. She threw her head back and laughed.
“Yes, we don’t want to scare my neighbors.”
She pressed the button for her floor again and a moment later, the doors dinged open. There were only two penthouses on the top floor, one that spanned the front of the building and one that took up the back. Ray’s penthouse was at the front and had a killer view of the ocean. It was the reason she’d bought the place—she’d known the second she’d stepped through the door that it was the home for her and had put in an offer right away.
After she’d let them in, she flipped on the light, closed the door and the moment she turned to Sloane, he reached for her again. She went into his arms willingly, tilting her head back to accept his kiss. Sloane growled against her lips and the sound was like nothing she’d ever heard any human man make. It should have scared her, but it didn’t. Quite the opposite, in fact. It excited her. It thrilled her that she could bring the animal out in Sloane. It was quite obvious from the way he had spoken about mates that he believed they were something to be cherished, and she knew when he said he’d never hurt her that he’d spoken the truth. She didn’t think hecouldhurt her.
When their kiss grew hotter still, Ray clung to Sloane, desperately needing to be closer. He backed her into the wall and pressed himself against her, and she threw her head back and gasped.
“Christ, that sound you make,” he said. “I could come just listening to it.”
Then he kissed her again and her hands found their way beneath his shirt once more. Sloane reached down and grabbed the cheeks of her ass, pulling her tighter against him. Ray lifted a leg and wrapped it around his hip, then gasped again when he ground himself against her core. She shivered when his fingers bit into her thighs.
“Bedroom,” Sloane said against her lips.
“Over there,” she managed to get out before kissing him again.
Then she felt his body shaking and when he pulled back from the kiss, she realized it was because he was laughing.
“What’s so funny?” she asked.
“Babe, considering I’ve never been here before, you might need to be a bit more specific than ‘over there.’”
She grinned up at him. “Oh, right. In my defense, you put my head in a spin so much that I don’t know what way is up.”
“I’m hoping that’s a good thing?”
She pursed her lips teasingly. “I haven’t decided yet.”
“Well, let me help you make up your mind.”
This time when he kissed her, it was with intent, and instead of pressing her back against the wall, he got her moving backwards into the large room. The sofa was closest, and Ray very nearly headed for it, but if this was going where she hoped it was going, she didn’t want their first time together to be a quick fumble on the couch like they were a pair of teenagers. With that in mind, she pulled back from the kiss, took hold of Sloane’s hand and led him into her bedroom.
In some way, she couldn’t believe she was going to sleep with Sloane so soon after meeting him, but that small, niggling doubt was overshadowed by a sense of rightness that was so strong it should have scared the hell out of her. It didn’t. Even after she’d switched on the bedside lamp and kicked off her shoes, she didn’t feel any awkwardness at all. Only excitement and a sense of peace that was all encompassing.
Sloane stalked toward her with the grace and purpose of a predator stalking his prey and as he undressed her slowly, his gaze took in every inch of her and the more flesh that was revealed, the more heat entered his expression until Ray thought it was going to consume her. They shared lazy, languid kisses between each item of clothing that was removed. Ray had seen what Sloane looked like naked, but she was no less awed by his incredible physique as she undressed him. In fact, it was even better this time around because she got to touch his body, too, and the heat of his skin against her fingertips was erotic on a whole new level to anything she’d experienced before.
When Sloane lowered his head then flicked his tongue over one of Ray’s nipples, her head fell back, and she let out a moan of sheer delight. Sloane growled and pushed her backward so that she fell down onto the bed. He came down on top of her, the heat of his glorious body feeling like a brand against her skin. He kissed her throat then down the column of her neck and lower still. He kept on going, pushing open her thighs so that he could feast on her, his tongue finding her clit on its first pass.
“Sloane!” she gasped, her back coming off the bed. “God, yes.”
His tongue swirled and licked and flicked at her clit until she writhed and moaned and gasped, begging him both with her body and words to make her come. Then it hit and it was glorious. She pressed her head back against the pillow and shouted out her release. She was still shaking when Sloane climbed back up her body and kissed her through her orgasm, rubbing his cock against her clit which only made her come harder. As she juddered from the mind-numbing release, he slid inside her, pressing deep.
When she looked up into Sloane’s face, he was looking down at her with wonder in his eyes and it filled her with an emotion she’d never experienced before.
