The declaration shattered what was left of my restraint. I kissed Pip hard, swallowing a startled gasp from his lips. Need and want and possession all tangled together as I devoured him.
Pip melted into me immediately, hands coming up to grip my shoulders. The pliant response made my head spin even more. I'd expected at least a little bit of a fight. Instead, he just opened for me, letting me take control of the kiss, of the pace, of him.
When we broke apart, both breathing hard, Pip's eyes were glazed.
"Bedroom," I managed. "Now."
He went without argument, and that drove straight through me like lightning. I followed, watching him sit on the edge of the mattress and look up at me with an eager expression.
This was the man who'd killed someone just hours ago. Who moved through the world like violence incarnate. And here he was, waiting for my next command like it was the only thing that mattered.
Our last time together hadn’t been a fluke. It hadn’t been a lapse in judgement.
My hands went to Pip's belt, finishing what he’d started. I worked the leather free, then the button of his jeans, then thezipper, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Pip's breath quickened, but he didn't move or hurry things along.
Damn. I loved when he got like this.
"Stand up," I ordered, using the voice he always responded to. It had been stupid of me to tell him to get on the bed with his clothes on. I’d chalk it up to my brain being on lust-mode instead of thinking clearly.
Pip stood immediately.
I stripped him methodically, removing each piece of clothing with care. In a flash, he was completely bare, exposed and vulnerable in the lowly lit space. I had to take a moment to look freely. Last time I was in this position, I didn’t get to relish in him. My focus had been on reading his facial expressions.
He was beautiful.
All lean muscle, with scars scattered across his body like a roadmap of his past. His cock was already hard, flushed and leaking, but Pip made no move to touch himself. He stood there and let me drink him in.
"Mine,"I said, voice rough with my own need.
Pip's eyes went wide. "Henny…"
"Lie on your back." I gestured to the bed.
He obeyed, stretching out on the mattress. I shrugged off my own shirt, watching Pip track the movement hungrily.
"Can I touch you?" he asked.
"Not yet." I finished undressing, then climbed onto the bed. I settled between Pip's spread legs. "Right now, I just want you to feel. Be as still as you can, baby."
I ran my hands up his thighs, mapping the muscles, feeling him tremble under my touch. When I reached his hips, I gripped hard enough to leave marks, which made Pip's back arch off the bed.
"Please.”
"Please what?"
"Give me more."
“That doesn’t tell me anything, Pip. What do you need more of?” My lips landed on his hip bone, a teasing punctuation to my words.
He whined under me, panting like he’d been running a race. Through it all he remained still. He was such a good boy for me. And he was perfect for me.
I moved up his body, placing random kisses as I went. Up, up, up, until I was back at his mouth. He welcomed me happily, opening for me, letting me take my time to savor his mouth.
When his hands landed on my shoulders, I yanked back. “Keep them on the bed.”
His head bobbed quickly as he fisted the comforter beneath him. A slow smile took over as I watched him force his body to calm. My cock jerked forward, reminding me I had serious intentions when I put us in this position.
I kissed down Pip’s throat, feeling his pulse jump under my lips. Then I made my way back down his body, across his collarbone, over his chest, pausing at his nipples to lavish them, then trailing down his abdomen until I hovered over his very erect cock.
