“There are condoms in my purse,” she whispered softly.
Remy nodded but made no move to let her go. Instead, he glided one hand up her belly to cup her left breast while the other moved around to slip between her legs.
Triana let her head fall back against his chest, gasping as he began to tease her nipple and clit at the same time. Her body’s response to his touch was immediate and intense, catching her completely off guard. A few little circles of his finger on that most sensitive part of her anatomy made her tingle like crazy. The way he squeezed her nipple and massaged her breast only made the sensation that much more intense, and within moments, she felt like she was on the verge of coming.
But just as she was about to climax, Remy stopped. She opened her mouth to complain, but before she could say anything, she felt a hand on her shoulder, nudging her forward until she was bent over at the waist. She automatically placed her hands on the mattress, which put her in the most provocative position possible.
Triana threw a glance over her shoulder to see Remy regarding her with a serious smolder in his eyes. If she hadn’t known any better, she’d have thought they were about to glow.
She gave him a sexy smile. “See something you like back there?”
The corners of Remy’s mouth edged up. “Definitely.”
Stepping closer, he trailed a hand up her outer thigh, then along her right hip, and across the curve of her bottom. He traced his fingers over each cheek, making her skin tingle and her legs tremble. Soon enough, the light caresses became a sensual massage, and she let out a husky moan.
Behind her, Remy chuckled softly. “You weren’t kidding when you said you liked me to touch your ass, were you?”
All she could do was shake her head. Between the light, teasing caresses and firm, possessive squeezes, words were beyond her right then. And when Remy wasn’t doing either of those things, he’d slip his fingers down to play with her pussy. He was teasing her so much she was surprised she wasn’t a puddle on the floor already.
Triana was so caught up in the pleasure of the moment that she barely realized he’d slipped away to grab the condom until she heard him tear the foil wrapper. She glanced over her shoulder, watching as he got himself ready. She wondered for a moment if she should climb up on the bed, but the hunger in Remy’s eyes as he looked at her gave her all the answer she needed. He wanted to take her just like this, and that was exactly what she wanted too.
Stepping up behind her, Remy got a tight grip on her hips, holding her steady as he positioned himself at her wet opening. He moved carefully, almost gently, making sure she was completely ready for him as he slowly slid in. She gasped as his thickness spread her wide, making her legs tremble and her body quiver.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Instead of plunging deep, Remy pulled out a little, giving her several short, almost tender thrusts, going deeper each time. While it felt spectacular, it was also a sweet torture. Triana bit her lip to keep from screaming in frustration. She’d been ready for him since they’d walked into the room and she was in no mood to be treated gently.
Triana reached back with one hand, trying to grab his hip and encourage him to thrust harder, but Remy chuckled and caught her wrist in one of his big hands, gently but firmly pinning it behind her back, continuing his slow movements.
“Patience, Triana,” he murmured softly. “We’re just getting started.”
She threw him an exasperated look over her shoulder. “I thought you would have remembered from back in high school that I’ve never had patience with anything.”
“Then it’s a good time to start, because I’m not rushing this, no matter how much you want me to,” Remy told her.
Since words weren’t going to sway him, Triana went with another tactic—shoving back unexpectedly and sending his cock nice and deep.
Remy groaned. “You are so bad.”
He released her wrist so he could grip her hips in both hands again. Then he slid out a little. He probably thought he could control her movements better that way.
“Maybe you just bring out the bad in me,” she said, planting her hands firmly on the mattress and thrusting back again.
With his strong hands grasping her hips, the move didn’t work as well this time, but it was still enough to sink another inch or two of his hard shaft inside her, eliciting another groan from Remy. He tightened his hold on her hips, trying to keep her under control.
Like that was going to happen.
Triana opened her mouth to tell him as much, but all that came out was a gasp as he slid out and plunged back in, burying himself fully inside her and touching places she hadn’t even known existed.
That felt ah-mazing.
“So, you think I bring out your inner bad girl, huh?”
Remy’s voice was low, almost rough, in her ear, and she realized that he’d leaned over when she hadn’t been paying attention. She’d been so focused on the overwhelming sensations racing through her that she hadn’t even felt him move. But as his warm breath stirred her hair, she felt goose bumps spring up all over her body.
“Yes,” she told him softly. “It’s all your fault.”
He chuckled. “Well, if that’s the case, maybe I should see just how bad you can be.”
