Her breathy whisper nearly shatters my control.I turn her back around by her shoulders and cup her face.
“Anytime, baby doll.”
I can’t resist.The yearning in her gaze is too much.Her soft, plump lips draw mine toward them, and I lose myself in her hot sweetness as she gives me everything.My knees loosen at her open, honest response.I pull her flush against my front and growl into her mouth as the diamonds sewn into her bodice scratch at my bare chest.
Cursing and thanking the thick tulle of her skirt, I fill my hand with her ass and press my hard dick against her softness.
When I lift my head, our ragged breathing washes over our glistening lips.The hunger in her sparkling green eyes sends a flood of magma to my balls.I drop my forehead to hers and groan.
“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you, baby doll?”
“I… I don’t want to stop,” she admits.
Her bravery astounds me.
Recalling her deadened stare after our run-in with Donald and her tears when I hugged her from behind in my kitchen, I shake my head, rolling my forehead along hers, and force myself to take a shuddering breath.
“I don’t want to scare you.I need you too much,” I murmur.
She worries her bottom lip before splaying her hands over my chest.I suck down a sharp breath as her smooth palms skim over my nipples.
“I need you, too, but I’m scared.I don’t know how to do this with all my stupid triggers.”
I wrap my digits around her throat from behind and force her chin higher.
“Don’t you dare insult yourself, love.You’ve protected yourself when I couldn’t.”
Her lashes brush against my cheek as she blinks.
“Sure, but—”
“No buts, unless it’s your butt.Goddamn, you’re perfect,” I growl as I squeeze her ass.
After a fortifying breath and basking in her lemony fragrance, I lift my head and loosen my hold on her.
“We can take it slow.I—”
She slips an arm around my side and digs her nails into my back while sliding the other into my hair.
“Wehavebeen taking it slow.I want more,” she demands.
I growl, pick her up by her ass, and carry her across the room.She wraps her legs around me and closes both fists in my hair.I sit on the couch with her straddling my lap and moan as she steals my breath with a soul-searing kiss.Wiggling closer, she tests my control.
I snarl and turn my face away before I give in and fuck her until we both forget our names.
Her skirt bunches around us like a gauzy cloud.She hums a note of displeasure and chases my mouth.
I drop my hands to the couch cushions and groan her name before it’s too late.
“I need to know what not to do,” I say.
She shudders at my guttural voice but leans back to study my expression.
“Nothing from behind.I need to see your face,” she says.
I nod.
She tucks her lower lip between her teeth and stiffens as she searches her memory.
