"I'm wild about you, Letty," he rasps against my mouth. "Told Tanner as soon as I saw you that you were my future. There won't be any need for you to learn to live without me because that shit isn't happening." He boosts me up, hauling my legs around his waist. "We're happening, Sunshine. This is happening."
"Walker," I practically sob, thrusting my hands into his hair. It's so soft, and so much longer than I realized. I tug at the strands, pulling him closer.
He groans against my lips before biting me. "Keep that up, and I'll be fucking you in the grass, Letty baby."
"Home," I manage to gasp, rocking my hips against his so the hard ridge of his erection rides against my clit. "Take me home."
He kisses me again, like he needs my taste to survive, and then stumbles away from the mess hall. I don't see a single thing as he carries me across the yard and up the steps to my front door. I barely even notice when he hauls it open and carries me over the threshold.
"Bedroom," he growls, already dragging my t-shirt up over my head.
"Left."
That's all the instruction he needs. His lips don't leave mine as he stumbles down the hall into my bedroom. My back hits the wall as he pins me, searching for the light switch. Even after he finds it, sending light spilling into the room, he doesn't let me up. He just keeps kissing me, his rough hands running all over my body.
"Christ, Sunshine," he groans, his mouth following the same trail his hands just blazed. "You're so fuckin' soft. I'm going to eat you alive."
I'm not going to stop him. Not a single part of me wants to slow him down or tell him no as he tugs my bra off, leaving me bare from the waist up.
His expression is downright feral as he pulls back to look at me. "Jesus," he groans, pushing my tits together before brushing his thumb over one hard nipple. "I want to fuck these."
My core ignites, setting my veins on fire.
"Do it," I gasp.
His wild eyes meet mine, one corner of his lip lifting. "You're tempting a desperate man, Sunshine, just offerin' yourself up for the taking like that."
"I am yours to take," I whisper.
"Jesus." He pinches my nipple, watching the pleasure roll across my face. "I'm going to ruin you tonight, baby. Might even plant my kid in you."
I shouldn't love the way that sounds—my life is nowhere near put together enough for a baby—but I love it anyway.
"Do it, Walker," I breathe, taunting him…daring him. "Give me your baby."
He roars like a wounded bull, whatever restraint he had vanishing. He doesn't carry me to the bed so much as tosses me toward it. I land on my back with a bounce.
Before I even settle, he's on top of me, driving me back down, covering my body with his.
His mouth closes over my breast, his teeth raking my nipple.
"Walker!" My back arches from the bed, a current of pleasure shooting straight to my clit.
He bites me again, soothing the sharp sting with a swipe of his tongue. And then he does the same thing to the otherbreast—back and forth until I'm sobbing beneath him, pleading wordlessly for more.
I nearly come unglued when he hooks a hand into my leggings, dragging them down my legs in a way that's all power and greedy need. Within seconds, I'm bare beneath him and spread-eagle on the bed.
"Look at you," he rasps, his eyes locked on my pussy. "Look how fuckin' pretty."
Part of me wants to slam my legs closed and hide from him. The other part wants him to keep looking at me just like that forever. That look on his face is damn sexy.
"Didn't eat dessert tonight, Sunshine," he murmurs, his gaze flicking to mine. "You going to be a good girl and let me eat you?"
"I…yes."
"Good." His lips quirk. "I've been dreamin' about it. Can't fucking wait to have you comin' all over my face."
"Oh God."
