Chapter 9
Was this really happening?Hell yeah, it was.Heather hadn’t been with a man in a while and her body was boiling over with desire for Devlon. She turned to straddle his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with all that she had. Something came over her—need, passion, heat. She’d never wanted anyone quite this much before. She had to have him.
Heather pressed her breasts against his chest, letting him feel her hard nipples through her shirt. He growled in response, reaching for her hips and helping her grind herself against him. Devlon was definitely feeling the same. His cock was pressing hard against his pants, and every time she slid against him her arousal grew.
“We should stop,” Devlon groaned as he reached up and cupped her breast.
Stop? No way.They needed to be naked, completely naked. She pulled at the buttons on his uniform top. When she got it undone she spread the sides, exposing his muscled and hairless chest. He had the body of a man half his age.
She skimmed her fingers over his pecs and plucked his nipples. He responded by taking the edges of her shirt and jerking them apart, ripping the buttons off. She never really cared for that shirt anyway.
“I want you,” Heather braved her fears of rejection and just told him straight up how she felt.
“I want you too,” Devlon admitted.
Heather kissed him thoroughly before pulling away. She stood up despite his protests and quickly kicked off her shoes, shrugging her pants down afterward. She should feel self-conscious about being naked, but at this point, she didn’t care. She needed him inside of her like she’d been dreaming of night after night. Just the thought had her dripping wet for him.
Devlon surprised her by standing and unbuttoning the clasp holding his pants up. She helped him by taking the waistband and slowly lowering it until she was on her knees. Her first sight of him took her breath away. He was huge—like, ‘it might hurt like hell’ huge.
“Am I that different from your males?”
She must have been staring too long. “You’re definitely bigger than I’m used to.” Cautiously she reached out and stroked his shaft starting at the tip, down the side and all the way to his balls. She cupped them and gently squeezed.
“Easy beautiful, I don’t want to release too soon.”
Seeing how much her touch affected him amped up her own arousal. He was so smooth, silky and hard all at the same time. A bead of sweat trailed down his chest that she couldn’t resist. She leaned close and licked the salty liquid. Then she inhaled his woodsy male scent. His eyes narrowed at her, and the naughty thoughts they inspired made her shiver. He was so strong and commanding—the great commander. She wanted to make him lose his tightly wound control. Moving down his body and closer to his arousal, she looked up as she licked from his base to his tip, then took him inside her mouth.
“By the stars, that feels good.”
Stroking him with her hands, she continued to suck him in and out of her mouth, gently scraping him with her teeth now and then. He really liked that, so she did it over and over. She’d never enjoyed touching her ex-husband, with him it was always forced. With Devlon, she thrummed with confidence in herself and how she could make him respond to her. Also, Devlon was very vocal in letting her know how he enjoyed what she was doing to him.
Devlon reached down and put his fingers in her hair pulling her head away from him. “You have to stop. I need to get you ready.”
Heather let him help her to her feet. “I’m already ready.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
She nodded, “Yes.” She pushed him back on the bench, still wearing his boots, his pants now around his ankles. Heather didn’t want to give him any time to change his mind.
Devlon chuckled as she once more straddled him. “You know what you want, don’t you?”
Running her tongue softly up his neck, she nibbled on his chin. “Yes. Does that bother you?”
“It arouses me.”
Heather was relieved to hear that. She’d finally started to realize her own wants and needs the last few years, coming into her own confidence of her abilities. Some men were intimidated by her aggressive nature. In fact, one of the men in her tribe had complained that she didn’t need him, so he ended their short-lived affair. It hurt at first, but then she decided that if a man wasn’t comfortable with her confidence and strength, he wasn’t the man for her.
Devlon exuded confidence of his own. That really appealed to her, reminding her of those alpha males in romances she used to read. Everything about him was strong and very male; she loved that. Even his natural scent was sexy and masculine.
He gripped her hips and moved her entrance closer to his cock. She kissed his lips when he ran his fingers down her slit. Moaning when he slipped a finger inside of her, she shivered with need.
“You’re so tight,” he said as he worked her open, adding two more fingers. He fucked her with his fingers, and her body responded by releasing more of her feminine arousal. His eyes gleamed with heat as he lifted his fingers and licked the juices off. “So good.”
“I need you now,” Heather took matters into her own hands by reaching for his cock and placing it at her pussy lips.
She felt his hands guiding her as she lowered herself onto him. His thick cock stretched her more and more as he went deeper and deeper. They were both breathing hard by the time he bottomed out. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being completely full.
“Look at me, Heather,” he growled.
