This man was something.
She.
Was.
Attached.
Yeah, she would definitely leave if he went back East. There was no doubt in her mind.
When she did something wicked with her tongue, Caspian knew he was done.
There was no way he could hold on.
He.
Was.
Falling.
He closed his eyes, and was pulled from the ledge into the pleasure.
“Cumming,” he muttered, as he set himself free to fall into the spiral of pleasure.
The whole time, Rayna enjoyed the view, and she wanted this every single day.
It was the most gorgeous man on his back in her bed. Oh, and he was all hers.
Now, the fun would begin.
As soon as the pleasure abated enough, Caspian was up, and on her.
He rolled, taking his Native for a ride herself.
Now, she was pinned beneath him.
And that was his favorite place for her.
Grinning wickedly at her, she could tell that he was going to make her scream his name, and that was always a good thing.
ALWAYS.
“This is the view,” he admitted, his green eyes filled with amusement as his hands were on either side of her head, and his body was pinning her to the mattress.
God.
She loved a big man who made her panties wet. Caspian was definitely that.
Well, if she was wearing panties.
“It’s time to have some fun,” he admitted, enjoying the way her body reacted to his.
This was a good time, and it was about to be had.
Rayna was going to be begging for more and screaming his name.
Thankfully.
That was music to his ears.
