“Did you now?” I asked, my tone husky.
Hana tipped her head and looked at me. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
“I don’t?—”
Hana’s fists found her hips. “You promised to worship every inch of my body, Paxton. I expect you to keep your pledges to me. That’s how I’ll stay anxiety-free and trusting.”
The last few words she shrieked because I’d picked her up and sped toward the stairs, which I took two at a time. After shouldering my way into the bedroom where Hana had been staying—and I planned to sleep in from now on, too—I placed her gently in the center of the king-size bed and began to unfasten her sandals. “Too many clothes,” I muttered.
Hana giggled and lifted her hips, allowing me to tug her pants down her legs. Her panties, pretty, silky scraps that I loved nearly as much as I hated them for covering that pretty prize between her legs, followed.
And then I started at the arch of her right foot and kissed my way up, up, up her leg until I rubbed my nose against her pubis. Her sweet little moans and pants had me grinding my hips into the mattress, but I persevered, starting on her other leg, kissing my way over the roadmap of scars up to her center.
This time, Hana gripped my hair and shoved my face right where we both wanted it. Her moan drowned out my groan as I licked and sucked at her clit.
“Paxton!”
I smiled as I worked her over, keeping my touch light enough to make her vibrate and gasp, but not enough friction to send her over into the orgasm we both desperately wanted.
“Paxton,” she growled, tugging at my hair.
I lifted my head, licking my lips. I pushed up her filmy top and pressed kisses into the soft give of her belly before making patterns with my tongue along her hipbones and up her ribs.
“Paxton!” she cried.
“What do you need, love?”
Her eyes were fierce, daring me to defy her. “I want to strip off your clothes and sit on your dick and ride us both into orgasmic bliss.”
“Yes, please,” I said, smiling sweetly. I rolled to my feet and reached for my jeans’ snap.
Hana tutted. “I said I was going to undress you.”
I let my hands fall to my sides, enjoying the thump of arousal that caught me low in the belly. Assertive Hana wasawesome.
She pushed my shirt upward, rising on her tiptoes as she bunched the folds at my shoulders. “Off,” she said.
I complied, my movements stuttering as she raked her teeth across the hard little nub of my nipple. “I don’t know how long I can?—”
“You’ll hold on,” Hana said. She rested her cheek against my ribs, her left hand with the engagement ring, splayed across my abdomen. I loved the sparkle of the diamonds. I loved the ritual of the engagement ring that proclaimed to the world that I’d asked Hana to be mine and she’d said yes. I took a breath and released it slowly as I cupped her cheek.
“Need a condom,” I gasped.
“I’m on the pill,” she said.
“And you’re okay with… God, Hana, now I can’t stop thinking about being bare inside you.” I groaned.
“Yes. I want that, too. Nothing between us.” Her beautiful sherry eyes gleamed as she hovered over me.
“Never again. No secrets, No lies. No barriers.”
She kissed her way up to my jaw before heading downward where she swirled her tongue around my belly button as those nimble fingers popped open my jeans. With another quick motion, she unzipped the pants, and they slithered off my hips, piling atop my sneakers. I toed those off before Hana slid her hands under my briefs. She scraped her nails lightly along my hips before shoving the material down my thighs. I hissed as my erection bounced out of its confinement, ruddy and already weeping with excitement.
Hana’s warm breath hit the head, and I shifted my head back to stare up at the ceiling, needing something to ground me as she licked my shaft from root to tip, humming appreciation as if it was the best-tasting treat.
“Hana,” I groaned. She suckled the sensitive tip and raised her eyes to meet mine. I slid my hands into her silky, dark hair. “You are stunning.”
She swallowed a bit more of my length, and my thighs began to quiver. Since yesterday morning, when we’d gotten the genetic results, I’d been desperate to sink inside her, show her how much she meant to me—rub myself all over her so we knew we belonged to each other.
