“So fucking perfect,” I rasped.
I stayed buried deep for a moment, savoring the way she fluttered around me. The red neon light from the window slanted across the bed, catching the dark silk binding her wrists.
I started moving. Deep, rolling thrusts that made the headboard creak.
“That’s it, darlin’. You’re taking me so good.”
I kept my eyes on hers the whole time. She cried out, legs wrapping tighter around my waist, her eyes squeezing shut.
“Look at me,” I commanded softly.
Her eyes flew open, and she gasped hard as I drove in deep.
I slid a hand under her ass, tilting her hips for a better angle.
“That’s the spot that makes my girl lose her mind, isn’t it?”
“Fuck—yes! Brock, I’m?—”
I kissed, then thrust harder, pouring months of rough need into every stroke. My shoulder was healed. I wasn’t holding back anymore.
I reached between us and circled her clit with my thumb.
“Come for me,” I ordered. “Wrap those pretty legs around me and let go.”
Her whole body tensed. She came hard, crying out, pulsing around me in waves. I rode her through it, kissing her, whispering against her lips.
“That’s it. So fucking good for me.”
I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting deeper, chasing my own release.
“Gonna fill you so deep. You’ll still feel me tomorrow—watching me ride.”
She moaned, back arching hard off the bed. Her nails dug into my back, making me gasp.
She clamped down hard around my cock. “Please—cum inside me. I want to make you feel good.”
That broke me. I drove in one last time and stayed there.
The orgasm slammed through me. I groaned low against her neck. My hips twitched as I emptied myself into her, hot and thick.
She took every drop, straining against the restraints.
For a long moment neither of us moved. I stayed buried deep, cock still twitching with the last weak pulses, forehead pressed to hers. Our breathing was ragged and loud in the quiet room.
Outside, the city hummed on with the sound of cars and distant sirens.
I reached up and pulled my hat off, setting it on the nightstand.
I untied the silk from her wrists, rubbing the faint marks with my thumbs before kissing each one softly. Then I pulled her into my arms, tucking her against my chest. She curled into me.
“You okay?” I asked, stroking her hair.
“Better than okay. That was really hot. I felt so taken care of.”
I kissed the top of her head. “I'll always take care of you.”
My chest was still heaving against hers, but the wild pounding of my heart was starting to settle. Sienna let out a soft, satisfied sigh, her eyes heavy as she tucked herself closer against me. She laid her cheek on my chest and traced lazy circles on my skin with her fingers.
