That’s when the ground opened up and she fell.
But he was there to catch her. It took her a moment to stop trembling. Once she did, a blissful warmth flooded her body.
When she opened her eyes, he was grinning at her.
“Did you just call meSir Galahad?”
Clarke
He pinned her to the ground and climbed on top of her.
She shook her head vehemently. “No, you just heard what you wanted to.”
He lowered himself, planting soft kisses along her neck. Then he took her earlobe between his teeth, skating gently over it, before he placed his lips next to her ear.
“You said it,” he whispered.
“How could you hear anything when you had your head in my vagina?”
“Because you screamed it. And before I’m finished with you, you’re going to scream it again.”
He shook his pajama bottoms loose. He didn’t even have to open her legs. She did it for him. He slipped inside, gently.
Hot damn.
“Oh, Cecilia,” he groaned.
If there is a heaven, Cecilia Rivers must be one of its angels.
He would do this slow, much as he wanted to bang her so hard the entire house would shake.
He gazed down at her, those stormy-gray eyes and those lips, those cherry-red lips.
“You’ll never have to worry about me addressing you as a dessert,” he murmured. “You taste so much better than any dessert ever could.”
“How can you know?” Her voice was breathy as he moved in and out. “You haven’t tasted every dessert, have you? You hadn’t even had deep-fried s’mores before—”
He thrust his cock deep inside her.
You. There’s so much I didn’t. Before you.
“I’ll taste any dessert you want. But after I do, you’ll have to let me taste you. So I can compare.”
When her only response was to gaze back at him with hooded eyes, he added, “Are you okay with that?”
She nodded. “Do you realize you called me by my name, not the shortened one?”
“I do, Cecilia. But I’m still waiting for you to address me by mine.”
“Leo?”
“No, by a name that is befitting.”
She started to chuckle, but he pushed in so deep, she gasped.
“Befitting?” she choked.
“Yes, befitting the man who can get you this wet, whether he has a sword in his hand or a rifle, or is behind the wheel of a car.” He lowered himself and felt her shiver when his lips brushed against her ear and his breath entered it. “I bet even the sound of my voice can do it.”
