He doesn’t look up at me, his focus entirely on the way he’s working me. “It will,” he says, his voice dark and full of promise. “Just need to get you angled right now that you're ready. You’re ready now, aren’t you?”
I bite my lip and nod. “Yeah. I am.”
And I mean that in more than one way. Because three months ago I wasn’t ready for a man like Boone to come into my life. I wasn’t ready to trust someone completely with my heart, my reputation, my home, and my time.
But now I am.
His eyes meet mine, and he smiles like he knows what I mean.
“I’ll go slow at first. It won’t be easy, but I’ll take my time with you until you feel safe.”
And that’s what he’s done all along.
“But I won’t be able to for long. It’s been too many months of marriage and celibacy without this. And I’m ready to consummate the marriage.”
Then, with rapt attention he eases himself inside me, and the world fades away as Boone fills me.
Chapter 29: Boone
I knew sex with Rosie would feel incredible, maybe even life changing.
And that’s probably why I’ve fought like hell to resist her. To put space between us until this case is over and she’s received her promotion. And why I’ve reminded myself at every turn that I should absolutely-underno circumstancesact on these desires.
But even though I knew all that. Even though I knew once I had her, I’d never want anyone else. I also knew it was only a matter of time until we cracked.
And no amount of warning could’ve prepared me for this.
The moment I push inside her everything ceases to exist but her. The storm outside, the mechanical sound of her heater turning on and off; nothing but her and I matter.
My eyes lock onto hers, steady, unwavering as I brace myself above her.
There’s no hint of insecurity in her gaze now. There’s no fear. No anxiety. No shyness. She’s spread open beneath me. Her body relaxed, warm and welcoming.
She’s pure fire—seductive, confident and completely irresistible. She’s the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen.
I ease out of her pussy, dragging my cock through her slick heat, up to her clit and then back down, teasing her entrance and brushing over her asshole before returning to her opening.
“Relax for me, baby,” I murmur, my voice rough. “Let me all the way inside.”
Her gaze doesn’t falter. Her confidence is pulling me under, wrapping around me just as tightly as her body does.
“It feels so good.”
“It’s not too much?”
She shakes her head. I feel her muscles soften, her body yielding to me, and I push in again, slowly giving her all of me. Each thrust goes deeper, each withdrawal making me crave her more until, finally, I’m bottoming out, my balls tapping gently against her ass.
I stop there, holding myself still, trying to catch my breath. My eyes drop to where our bodies are joined, her pussy stretched out around me, flush and swollen.
I've never understood the mechanics of how a pussy can take a whole cock, but seeing myself inside of her like this makes me want to beat my fucking chest.
But then, she clenches. Squeezes me in some sort of Kegel that no woman should ever do when a man has been lusting after her patiently for months.
“Dammit,” I hiss through my teeth, watching her body grip me, pulling me deeper. If a pussy could be a trap, hers is the kind I’d willingly walk into and never leave. “This feels too…”
“Amazing,” she finishes my sentence, her voice breathy and confident, and I can only nod. I can think of a few other adjectives, but we’ll start with that one.
Her heels hook around my hips, the balls of her feet digging into my back as she tilts her hips to take me even deeper. Her ass cheeks brush against my sack which only adds another dimension of restraint I need to focus on and then she squeezes me again.
