I glance up at her face. Her cheeks are flushed pink, and it’s not from the cold. “We’ve tried a lot of things,” Noelle explains, “but I was reading this book—Zada recommended it—and in it, the guy is kind of… dominant.”
My dick jumps to full attention. “Dominant? How so?”
“Not like BDSM. Not that there’s anything wrong with it, but I’m not sure how I feel about calling you sir and using whips and stuff. I was thinking, you could tell me what to do? And you’d be in control? In the book, it seemed pretty… hot.”
I yank Noelle flush against me. My erection juts into her belly. “You want me to tell you what to do?”
Her chin lifts. In her eyes, uncertainty wars with desire. “Yes? If you’d like to try it?”
Would I like to try it?
Would I like to bring Noelle pleasure while she grants me her unconditional trust to do it?
“Yes,” I growl. “Yes. I woulddefinitelylike to try it.”
Just as my hand comes to Noelle’s breast, the elevator comes to a stop. A second later, a chime sounds as the doors slide open. Noelle makes a startled little eeep and tries to pull away from me, but I hold her still. “There’s no one out there,” I tell her.
Then I lean forward to glance up and down the hallway, happy to see we’re the only ones around. So I lift Noelle into my arms and wrap her legs around my waist. “Webb!” she exclaims. “Someone couldsee.”
“You said you want me to take control, right?” I nuzzle her neck again. When she nods, I add, “Well, the first part is carrying you to our room so I can have my way with you.”
“Oh.” She tightens her legs around me. “Okay, then.”
With that decided, I stride down the hallway to our room, my need to be inside Noelle growing more intense with each step. By the time we reach our door, I’m not entirely sure I can wait the time it takes to unlock it. Reluctantly, I slide Noelle down to the ground so I can reach my key card. Once I have it in hand, I shove it desperately at the key reader, desire throbbing in unrelenting waves as I wait for the stupid thing to disarm.
And that’s not all. Once we’re inside, I have to do a sweep of the room, checking all the motion sensors and cameras I installed when we got here, because there was no way I was leaving Noelle’s safety solely in the hands of hotel security. Once I triple-lock the door, I look at Noelle and say in a low, commanding tone, “Take off your clothes. I want you to be naked by the time I get back.”
Her eyes flare with heat. Twin spots of pink reappear on her cheeks. “Okay, Webb.” She grabs the hem of her sweater and starts to pull it up. “I will be.”
And oh, shit, does that make a lot harder to focus on security, knowing Noelle is stripping down naked for me. That she’s waiting for me to tell her what to do.
By the time I finish all my checks, my hunger for her is a living thing. To save time, I yank off my clothes on my way back to her, leaving them in discarded piles across the hotel room as I go. Then I return to the living room area of our suite—no standard room for Noelle, only the nicest suite will do—to find her still standing by the door, now fully naked and waiting for me.
Despite the ravenous desire burning inside me, the sight of Noelle brings me to a halt.
She’s so damn gorgeous. Her long red hair tumbles down her shoulders and drapes over her full breasts, tipped with rosy pink nipples the perfect size to take into my mouth. Her skin is stilllightly freckled from the stretch of sunny days we had the week before we left. Trimmed red curls at her center beckon to me, inviting me in.
And hereyes.
They tell me everything.
I love you.
I trust you.
I want you.
Moving forward again, I close the distance between us and sweep Noelle into my arms. I kiss her hard, my tongue plunging deep as I lift her against my chest. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back with the same ferocity, making sexy humming noises in the back of her throat.
“Noelle,” I say between kisses, “you’re the most gorgeous woman in the world. And I still can’t believe you’re mine.”
Her gaze meets mine. A smile teases her lips. “Oh, am I yours, then?”
I lay her on the bed, then brace myself above her before answering, “As long as you’ll let me keep you.”
Her features soften. A moment passes before she answers softly, “Forever. That’s how long I’ll be yours. And just so you know, you’re mine, too.”
My heart actually stops for a second.
