Triana didn’t answer. She had no idea what he meant by that, but she was more than willing to find out.
Straightening up, Remy jerked his cock out and plunged all the way back in, thrusting so hard that his hips smacked against her ass with an audible sound. Triana cried out her pleasure, clutching the blanket as he began to pound into her over and over so deliciously hard that stars sparkled behind her closed eyes.
Her body wasn’t simply tingling now. It was ablaze.
It wasn’t just the feel of his cock inside her, though that was definitely enough to make her lose her mind. There was also the erotic sensation of his strong hands holding her captive and the sting of his hips smacking against her ass, not to mention the animalistic sounds Remy made. All of those things came together to shove her toward an orgasm that she instinctively knew was going to be more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced.
When her climax finally hit, it wasn’t gradual and it wasn’t tame. It was like a tidal wave, and for a moment, Triana feared it might wash her away. But at the same time, she reveled in pleasure so overwhelming and pure that she nearly cried at its beauty and intensity.
The crest peaked, then rose even higher, going on and on until her arms gave out and she was forced to bury her face in the blanket and cry out as her body spasmed in pure bliss.
She lost track of time for a while. Hell, she lost track of everything. But at some point after her orgasm subsided, she felt Remy slide out and pick her up in his arms.
She got her bearings back about the time her ass came down on something hard. She looked around and realized she was sitting on the low dresser on the other side of the room from the bed. Remy was standing between her spread legs with a hungry expression on his face that told her they weren’t done yet. Triana glanced down and saw that he was still hard.
He scooted her to the edge of the dresser and spread her legs wide, moving closer at the same time. The dresser put her at the perfect height for him to stand there and slide in. Even better, in this position, they’d be able to gaze into each other’s eyes the entire time.
Damn, he was good.
Remy’s eyes never left hers as he lifted her legs a bit, so he could get his cock exactly where he wanted it, then nudged himself inside until he was once again buried deep. Her breath hitched. This position felt so completely different than being bent over the bed. Triana wrapped her legs around his hips and locked her ankles together behind his back, squeezing him tightly and pulling him in even more.
He didn’t thrust right away. Instead, he slid his hand into her long hair, brushing it away from her face and tracing the edge of his thumb along her jawline.
“Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?” he whispered softly.
Triana could only shake her head, overwhelmed at the sincerity in his eyes. She had never felt more beautiful in her whole life than she did at that moment.
He leaned forward and kissed her, his mouth capturing hers, then trailing along her jaw and over to her ear as he began to pump in and out of her pussy in a gentle rocking motion.
Even though she’d just had the strongest orgasm of her life not more than five minutes ago, Triana quickly discovered that her body was ready for more. Even these slow, measured thrusts were enough to make her tingle all over again.
Remy took his time, his hand tightening in her hair as he closed his mouth over hers and kissed her nearly senseless. She gave as good as she got, sometimes letting her tongue tangle with his, other times nibbling his neck and shoulder, something he seemed to like if the sounds he was making were any indication.
All at once, Remy began to move faster. Triana gripped the front edge of the dresser and tightened her legs around his waist, holding on for dear life as the dresser thumped against the wall of the hotel. Please let the room next door be empty, she prayed. She really didn’t want this moment interrupted.
She was in heaven as another orgasm approached, but then her entire definition of heaven was readjusted when Remy reached down and grabbed her ass with both hands, then jerked her a few inches off the dresser and pounded into her.
When Remy buried his face into the curve where her neck met her shoulder and said her name long and low in her ear, that trumped any orgasm high she’d ever had—even the one she’d experienced a few minutes ago.
She felt Remy tense inside her, felt his hands grip her ass harder as he poured himself into her. Something melted inside her then. She couldn’t really describe it any other way, but she knew this moment was going to be special for the rest of her life.
It was a bizarre and likely lust-induced feeling that made absolutely no sense. Yet she was sure of its significance all the same.
Remy half groaned, half growled, slamming into her a few more times and extending both of their orgasms just a little bit further. Knowing she was giving him as much pleasure as he was giving her brought tears to her eyes.
They stayed like that for a long time, neither of them saying a word, before Remy finally carried her to the big bed. As he set her down on it, something told her they weren’t going to be doing much sleeping in it that night. That was more than fine with her.
Chapter 7
Trying to focus on anything at four thirty in the morning was difficult enough, but trying to pay attention to what the weatherman on the TV was saying about Ophelia while Triana was lying in his bed naked made it damn near impossible. One look was all it took to remind him of the night they’d shared.
Dinner at Muriel’s had been amazing and the beignets at Café du Monde had been even better. But while those things had been spectacular, they took a backseat to what happened after they’d come back here. Flat out, he’d never had a night like last night. He’d slept with plenty of other women before but never with a woman like Triana. Even now, he tried to find words to describe their connection and failed.
Simply put, she clicked with him sexually like no one else ever had. She was energetic, enthusiastic, adventurous, and insatiable. It was like they were a perfect match, and if it wasn’t for the fact that he had to get to the NOPD SWAT facility early, the two of them would probably still be making love. How the hell had he missed such a remarkable woman when she’d been right under his nose all those years ago? He must have been blind—or stupid.
“Do these people seriously get paid for this?” Triana asked. She was on her side, her head propped up on one hand, a corner of the bedsheet strategically covering absolutely nothing. “The guy just confessed to not having a clue what the storm’s going to do.”
