“I love when you say my name.” I can hear the satisfaction dripping from his voice. He goes from barely touching to pulling my bundle of nerves in with his mouth.
I want nothing more than to speed up the pace. I shift against him, chasing his tongue.
And then he’s using his fingers and his mouth. Filling me with a finger, and then two, before lapping at me. The pressure is just what I need. One of his hands hooks around my legs and his fingers dig at my thighs. I whimper, loving it.
“Don’t stop,” I manage to say. My hands go to Holland’s hair, itching to be in control. I move his head just right, putting his mouth, full lips, and tongue, right where I need it.
With that, Holland moans against me and I catch the wave I’ve been chasing. I come on his tongue. My body trembles and my muscles tense in that delicious way I’ve missed. My entire body feels too sensitive like the sheets are pricking at my skin.
I ride the waves with Holland still focusing on my clit, moaning in ecstasy.
I take a deep breath. Before I can get myself together, Holland grabs my hips and flips me to my stomach. His muscles make me feel like I’m weightless. He lays over me and kisses and nips at my neck.
“Holland.” I try to say but it comes out sounding more like a moan.
He bites at my collarbone. I’m looking back at him and so badly want him inside me. I push my hips back and feel his erection. It’s so close.
He taunts me with his dick near my entrance. It’s clear what I want. I can feel him relishing in the anticipation.
“You’re so eager and you already came once,” he says and lightly pulls my head back by my hair. It’s forceful but it doesn’t hurt. I like it and can’t help the smile on my lips. “Are you sure this is okay?” he asks without a bit of annoyance in his voice.
“Yes!” I practically yell. No hesitation. No second-guessing. I can feel him inch closer like my outburst is spurring him on. When he presses into me, I grip handfuls of the sheets. Holland is slow at first. I feel all of him, bit by bit. His hands wrap around the front of my hips and he pulls me towards him as he thrusts.
I push against him and he hits me deeper. My breath comes out in sharp pants. Short.
Each second brings me closer. Another orgasm on the edge, waiting to be pushed over. Another wave. I know he can feel it. He grips my hips and scratches my back while he speeds up.
“I’m close,” Holland says. His voice is strained and sexy.
My legs quiver and shake with us both on the edge. Holland lets out a deep moan and I can feel him release. It’s all my body needs to reach its own climax and tumble over the edge. My muscles tighten around his cock as he continues to thrust into me. He’s trying to find his breath.
I collapse onto the bed when I can no longer hold myself up. My entire body is satisfied and exhausted. I roll to my back and try to slow my breathing. Holland lays down next to me, draping an arm over my stomach. My heart swells thinking how I can’t get enough of this man. I want him right next to me. We look at each other. I can feel the flush in my cheeks and my swollen lips.
He hovers his lips in front of mine, brushing them, before he kisses me.His hand plays with my hair and ends up on my chin, keeping his lips on mine.
“Thank you,” I say. Part of me waits for Holland to scold me but instead he rolls his eyes with a smirk.
He kisses my shoulder before falling back on the bed. Holland doesn’t say anything but instead, reaches for my hand. He brings it to his mouth before kissing it softly.
Holland reaches down for the blanket and pulls it up over us. He lays on his back and lets me drape myself over his bare chest.
Home.
Chapter Fifty-Three
HEFTY RAINDROPS SPLATTER the windows. The roof. This is what wakes me up.
First, I have to make sure I’m not dreaming. Because Ivy’s in my bed—sleeping on me, naked.
I rub my eyes.
Nope. Definitely not dreaming.
“I can’t believe it’s still raining,” Ivy says, her voice covered in sleep. She rolls over and opens her weather app. “There’s a flood watch.”
I don’t make fun of her for immediately reaching for her phone. I know she thrives with information.
“That happens a few times a year. You shouldn’t worry.” I brush her hair with my hand. “I’ll check in with Bea, but everything should be fine at the lodge. They have everything they need.”
