Kate’s words circle through my thoughts. I do want more experiences with him. I want to enjoy every second we have together.
I can sleep with this man and keep my heart from diving into a free-fall.
“It was one of the best nights of my life,” I whisper as my gaze drops to his lips.
“Let’s make tonight the best night of your life.” He moves quickly, pulling me into his arms. “I need to go see my lieutenant, but I’ll be back to cook dinner and then...”
His words get lost in our kiss. It’s slow, sensual, and a promise of what’s waiting for me in his bed tonight.
“Ah, Christ.”He leans back on his bed, his hands fisting the sheets, sweat peppering his forehead. “How, Matilda? How the fuck did you learn how to do that?”
He doesn’t want to know that so I don’t answer.
I hollow my cheeks again and slide his beautiful, big cock into my mouth.
We’ve been in his bed for more than an hour.
He made a simple salad for dinner before he tugged me up from my chair, slid my dress off of me and carried me into his bedroom. I was wearing only my white lace bra and panties.
I’m still wearing those, but he’s long since stripped himself of his clothes.
He’s gloriously naked now, laid out like a feast just for me and I’ve been taking full advantage of it.
We kissed for what felt like a full thirty minutes while I stroked his dick with my hand, inching him closer to an orgasm.
When he breathlessly announced that he was on the brink of shooting his load all over me, I slid down and took him in my mouth.
He came.
I swallowed every last drop and when he tried to push me down to take care of me, I resisted.
I whispered that I wanted more and he groaned before falling back onto the bed, his cock already hard again.
“Your cock is perfect.” I run my tongue over the shaft. Trailing kisses down one side before I leisurely lick the base.
“You love sucking it,” he growls. “My cock. You love sucking my cock.”
I nod as I inch the tip between my lips again.
“I want to come inside of you.” He tugs on my hair to pull my head up. “I need to fuck you.”
I’m in control.
My desire matches his demands. I’m going to take him to the edge again with my mouth before I sheath his cock and mount him.
“It’s never been this good,” he whispers the words into the air.
My hand dips between my legs, wanting to get myself off.
I want to be his best. I want to be the one that he’ll never forget.
He stills. “Don’t touch yourself. Please. I want that.”
His words are breathless and filled with heavy need.
I move quickly, grabbing the condom package he threw on the bed earlier. I rip it open, carefully cover him and slip out of my panties before I lower myself onto his thick cock in one slow, painfully perfect movement.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
