I dug my nails into Rocket’s neck, and he groaned, kissing me harder, hooking a hand under my left leg, and pulling it up over his hip, driving his trapped cock against me, sending shivers up from my core. How was it that, before now, nobody had made me feel like that from just a fucking kiss and a little dry humping?
“Fucking hell… want you…” he murmured, his lips dragging against my jaw as he tugged harder against my leg. His mouth brushed against my earlobe, sending a tingling shiver over my skin in response.
“Wanna get naked?”
Giggling in this moment was probably wrong, but felt right. He was being cute, even though he was intense and agitated, and itsomehow felt like exactly who he was. The person he hid and the person he revealed.
“Naked sounds good,” I finally whispered back, sinking my teeth into his earlobe as he groaned again.
“Gonna bury myself so deep inside you that I-”
“Not getting naked for words, Rocket. Shut up and do it.”
He laughed, leaning back to mock-glare at me, then he moved rapidly, lifting me and turning to the bed, walking us there, and dropping me down, his body landing firmly on top of mine.
“I’ll word you if I want, babe. You’ll still get my cock.”
I pressed my fingers over his lips and shook my head. “Shut up and fuck me, Rocket.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Icould already tellit was gonna be her way or the high way, but at this point, I didn’t really care how it happened. Just that it finally did. My feelings for her had been changing for a while, and the last few days had been a fucking shit show and the only strength in that time had been hers. She’d kept me going. She’d given me the courage to fucking face my mistakes, and own that shit.
I dragged V’s jacket off her, amid her grumbles and struggles to assist me, and then I shoved her down on her back again.
“Can you just fucking let me drive, woman? I know what I’m doing.”
She reached up and flicked my earlobe, and what the fuck was it with my fucking ears and the two females in my life?! I caught her hand and brought it up to my mouth, biting gently on her fingers.
“Ooooh feeling bitey, are we? That’s hot.” Fuck me, this was gonna be the most comedic sex of my life at this rate.
“Watch I don’t bite you in places you don’t wanna be bit, woman.”
V helped my cut off my shoulders, and I tossed it up on the pillows above her head. My priority was her right now, and she was still wearing too much.
“Fuck, woman, could you BE wearing any more clothes?”
Her face practically lit up at the reference to what turned out to be a favourite show for both of us.
“Kinda wish I’d gone commando,” she whispered in response, and fuck me, I was gonna lose it if I didn’t get inside her in the next five minutes.
I dragged her clothes off, while she tried to remove mine, and fuck me, this is why some guys tie their woman down, right?
“You wanna let me fucking do this?” I grumbled, as I moved back to try and get her ankle boots off, and then dragging on her smart trousers. Fuck me, did she come straight here from work? I swear I could smell the medicinal smell on them.
“Dammit, Rocket, get back up here.”
She was trying to drag me, while I was getting my t-shirt off, and as a result, everything was taking longer.
“Fucking tying you up next time,” I murmured, tossing my t-shirt, and pulling at my jeans, slapping her hands away once, then twice, because she just kept fucking trying to take over.
“Next time you can be in charge, yeah? Just fucking lay back and take it.”
That glare, fuck me, I could get off just picturing that.
Finally naked, finally fucking both naked, I pushed her legs apart, and up, so she was open to me, and then my face was buried between her legs, licking and sucking at her, as she began gasping and writhing on the bed. See? This is what her mouth should be doing. Gasping. Sighing. Hell, whimpering, screaming, any of the above.
“You’re going to suffocate,” she whispered as I buried my entire fucking face in her sweet scent and nuzzled her with my nose.
