I only grin, the taste of her glistening on my lips as I stand and haul her against me, carrying her in long strides into my bedroom—what is now our bedroom.
“Feels so damn good to have you here…” I kiss her softly, sliding her down every hard muscle of my body. “So damn good, a very big part of me wants to lock you in this room and have my way with you whenever I want.”
“Promise to bring me sandwiches?” she utters against my lips.
“Abso-fucking-lutely, baby.” I crash down on top of her without ever breaking our kiss.
“Fuck, I love you so much it scares me. I’ve never thought of anyone before myself, before the firehouse or someone that needs saving.” My eyes cling to hers, my cock heavy and growing harder with every sexy look she gives.
“You have everything here.” Her eyes dart around the vast space of my master bedroom. “It’s still hard for me to picture myself in your life?—”
“Baby, everything I have means nothing without you.” I lock our hands together tightly, making sure I’m holding her, showing her she’s my everything. “I won’t stop until you know that. Until you feel that.”
Her hips arch against mine, the tip of my cock grinding against the nub of her clit and sending a soft sigh burning in the air between us.
“I can definitely feel that.”
She giggles softly when I stroke her just enough to tickle, only enough to tease. “Good.”
I lock our lips in a take-no-prisoners kiss, melding us together as I enter her again. Adrenaline and wild need spark through my blood as we come together, our hands and lips and teeth and tongue suddenly everywhere.
I plunge deeper, conscious of not bruising her, knowing I’m big enough, hungry enough to leave my mark, even without meaning to.
“Feeling you deep inside me isn’t like anything I could have imagined.”
Her heels lock around my ass. I thrust my hands into her hair as I suck and pull on her bottom lip. She groans as I nip, drawing my teeth along the silky flesh while I twist my fingers in her long hair. She arches her head back, mouth open as silent breaths heave from her body. I run the tip of my tongue up the delicate slope of her throat, taking in the sensuous way she writhes and whimpers for more beneath me. I taste her so fucking slowly I’m nearly coming in my fucking pants.
She whimpers and clutches at my jaw, her eyes locking with mine. The irises blaze with temptation as she pushes her lips against mine and nips.
“You feel so sweet, the way this pussy fucks me so good, sweetheart.” I angle deeper, fingers digging into her soft flesh—evidence of my claim will scream loud and clear come morning. Maybe I’ll force her to walk around naked for the next few days, just to enjoy the way she looks with a piece of me left on her.
Or in her.
“You think this sweet little pussy is ready to take all of me again, gorgeous?”
She moans and grinds herself against me.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then.” I pull her against my chest, carrying us—my dick still planted firmly in her sexy little body—over to the leather lounge chair near the windows. We crash down together, her shrieks followed by laughter.
“This leather is freezing compared to the feverish state you’ve got my body in.” Her breaths are already muffled as my cock continues to drive in and out of her in a new, punishing rhythm.
“What was that, baby? You look so beautiful riding my cock, I don’ t think I heard you.”
“Cold! Jesus, my back is so cold! And then you make me so hot…”
My hands cradle the round globes of her breasts. Our bodies are sweaty and fevered and so fucking close to coming in streams of white-hot need.
Her nipples pebble as I pinch. I twist and watch her eyes sparkle with the soft bite of pain before it settles into pleasure.
“You feel how beautiful and wet this pussy is?”
She swallows, watching me, not answering.
“Answer me.” I twist her nipple again.
“So fucking wet,” she moans, trailing one hand down her body.
Her pussy clenches around me. “Keep going, baby. That’s fucking gorgeous.”
