I’d never been this bold before. Never taken control quite like this. He was absolutely the alpha, but if our relationship was going to work, I needed to be on equal footing. In the bedroom at least.
I kissed down his stomach, feeling the muscles tense beneath my lips. His breath quickened as I moved lower, my hair falling forward to brush against his skin.
He let out a low moan as I wrapped my hand around him.
I looked up at him through my lashes. “I want all of you.”
His head fell back against the pillow with a groan as I took him into my mouth. I started slowly, finding my rhythm, paying attention to what made him gasp and what made his hips jerk.
His hand came to my hair, not pushing or pulling, just touching. Like he needed the connection.
“Ina,” he breathed. “God, that feels so good.”
I hummed around him, sucking and lapping at his length. His whole body shuddered. I felt powerful in a way I’d never experienced before. I loved that he was completely undone by my touch.
I took him deeper, hollowing my cheeks, using my tongue in ways that made him curse under his breath. His fingers tightened in my hair.
“I’m close,” he warned, his voice strained. “I don’t think I can’t hold back.”
I didn’t stop. I kept going, wanting to give him this. Wanting to show him that I chose him too.
When he came, it was with my name on his lips and his hand gentle in my hair. I swallowed and sat back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
He looked wrecked. His chest was heaving, his eyes glazed, his hair a mess from where I’d run my fingers through it.
“Come here,” he said, his voice rough.
I crawled back up his body like a cat that had gotten the cream.
He pulled me down for a kiss that was so tender it made my chest ache.
“I love you,” he murmured against my lips. “So much it terrifies me.”
“Good. Because I’m terrified too.”
He rolled us again so I was beneath him, his hand sliding between my thighs. “Your turn.”
I gasped as his fingers found me, already slick and ready. He knew exactly how to touch me. He was a fast learner and knew what made me squirm and what made me cry out. He gave me one orgasm and then another.
I was the one wrecked now and I loved it. But I wasn’t done. I needed more. I needed to be joined with him. His erection told me he was just as ready.
“Please,” I whispered. “I need you.”
He reached for his pants on the floor, fumbling for his wallet and the condom he kept there.
“Dane?”
He looked up. “Yeah?”
“Are you going to be faithful to me?”
“Baby, you are the only one for me. There will never be another. I promise you that.”
I crooked my finger at him. “I want all of you, Dane. No barriers. Just us.”
He understood what I meant. What I was asking for.
“Are you sure?” His voice was rough with want, but I heard the question beneath it. The need to make sure this was what I really wanted.
