Pulling her against me again, I reach behind her and unhook the bra, and she lets it fall down her arms and to the floor, and my eyes make the journey down her glorious torso.
“Fuck.”
“Yeah, fuck.” Her eyes are making their own trip over my chest and abs. I have a lot of ink. A lot of bulk.
We couldn’t be any more different, physically.
I set my hand on her hip, still covered by leggings, and run it up her side and over to one breast, letting my knuckles skim over her nipple and the warm metal there, and she groans, her eyes drifting closed.
“Eyes on me, beautiful.”
Lazily, they blink open, and caught in her stare, I lean close to kiss her nose and down to her lips once more.
“You’re the sweetest thing.” My lips graze hers as I whisper to her, my knuckles still roaming over her skin, along her belly and up her breastbone. “So fucking soft. So damn beautiful.”
“Gideon.”
My name on those wet lips is pure sin.
“I’m right here.”
Her hand finds my belt and works it open, and then she grasps onto my fly and pops the button. Before she can lower the zipper, I take her hand in mine and kiss her palm before I loop both of her arms around my neck.
“Hold on.”
I slide my hands down her ass to the backs of her thighs and easily lift her. She wraps her legs around me and buries her face in my neck as I carry her upstairs.
I could fuck her, hard and fast, on the kitchen counter, or against the wall, or any-fucking-where, but right now I want her in my bed.
I want to spread her out and feast on her.
Savor every glorious inch.
When I reach my bedroom, I do pin her against the wall so I can sink into her again, kissing the fuck out of her.
“Take your pants off,” she says. Her eyes are amethyst, full of sparkle and lust. I can’t get enough of them.
“I will.” I nip at her chin. “But you’re not in charge right now.”
That little gasp makes my cock twitch and my blood heat.
“If I fuck you—”
“You’re fucking me.”
I press my hand over her lips, shutting her up, and although I didn’t think it was possible, her gaze heats even more.
She’s loving this.
“If I fuck this perfect pussy, everything changes, Rebel. Because I won’t be able tonottouch you whenever I want. I can’t go back to ignoring this bone-deep attraction that I feel for you. So you need to speak up now if this is just a way to get me out of your system and go back to the showerhead, because once I’ve been inside you, you’re mine for as long as you’re on this ranch.”
She swallows hard, her eyes steady on me as she reaches up and gently tugs my hand away from her mouth, but not before pressing a kiss against my skin.
“Gideon. I would like you to touch me, kiss me, fuck me ... do pretty much whatever that dirty mind of yours can come up with. I’m here for it. If I don’t like something, I’ll say so.”
I spin with her in my arms and head straight for the bed and lay her right in the middle. After yanking her leggings and panties down her hips and legs, I toss them over my shoulder.
Picking up her left foot, I press a kiss to her heel, then her calf, my eyes feasting on every inch of her. Her dark hair is spread out around her, those eyes watching me, her lips parted.
