Page 15 of Her Power Play

Her fingers tighten around my bicep, her nails digging into my skin from above my shirt. I hope they leave marks on my skin. I would gladly wear any mark Ruby gives me. Her hips begin to move, her body searching for release. I can feel her pussy flutter around my fingers as she jerks, bucks, and rolls her hips. She climbs higher and higher. She’s so fucking close.

I can feel it.

The little noises she makes are about to send me over the edge. Then it happens. She comes. Her pussy clamps down around my fingers, trying to keep me in place. Ruby gasps, her head falls back, and she thrusts her hips forward, the rest of her body frozen as she comes.

I let her savor the moment, but not for too long, mainly because I’m about to come in my pants and I’m pretty sure it would feel a hell of a lot better to at least be inside her body when I do actually find my release.

Slipping my fingers from between her thighs, I watch as she lifts her head, her breathing coming out in pants as her gaze connects to my own. Her lips are parted, and I lift my hand between us, then use my wet fingers to paint her puffy, gorgeous lips.

Her breath comes out in an exhale, her eyes widening as I do that, then I slip my fingers into her mouth. Wordlessly, she wraps her lips around my fingers, sucking the wetness from my digits.

My lips curl up into a smile as I slide my fingers from her mouth. Reaching between us, I grab hold of the hem of her skirt again and gently lift her dress up her body, exposing her bra and panties.

Once the dress is gone and I’ve tossed it somewhere on the floor, I feel her hands at my belt. And then it’s on. We begin pulling and tugging on one another’s clothes, kissing, biting, and licking one another. We are feral, and it’s amazing.

When we’re both naked, breathing heavily, and my balls ache, I pick her up and lay her down on the bed. Hovering over her body, I brace my forearms against the mattress on either side of her head.

I’m transfixed by her, our gazes connected to one another. My cock aches to be inside her, and I want nothing more, but at the same time, I need to regain my control. Inhaling deeply through my nose, I let my exhale out slowly as I shift my body and align myself with her entrance.

Then she shifts her hips, and I feel her legs wrap around my waist. I’m fucking done. Sinking inside her, closing my eyes when I’m fully seated. Tight, warm, wet—perfect. That’s what being inside her feels like.

But it’s more than that.

It’s also comforting.

This is safe, home, fate.

And I also realize that this is trouble, because I already want more—I want everything.

EIGHTEEN

RUBY

When my alarm sounds, I reach over with a groan to slide my finger across the screen and turn it off. My groan isn’t just because I’m tired, though. My groan is because I’m sore.

Really sore.

I feel like I spent at least two hours working out without stopping yesterday… and maybe that’s exactly what I did because after we had sex last night, we showered, then started again, and wound up in bed for round two.

Eventually, I passed out mid-conversation. I don’t even remember what we were whispering about, but I do know that I loved it—every single moment of it. Being with him, being close to him, and whispering while he kept his arms wrapped around me was something I’d never experienced before.

“What the hell time is it?” Liam grumbles behind me.

A laugh bubbles up from my throat as I turn in his arms and try to look into his eyes. His eyelids are pinched tightly closed, and he shifts closer to me, his nose running alongside my own.

“It’s early,” I whisper. “I have to get to the bakery and start on today’s case and my orders.”

He hums, flexing his hips. Feeling his hard length against my belly, I whimper, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as I try to think of a reason why I can’t stay in bed for a few moments longer.

I’m sore, but his fingers start to gently slide over my naked body—down my arm, my side, my hip, my ass—and then back up my spine before they shift around the front of my throat and make their way to my breast. His fingers make a small circle around my nipple, then he curls them and grips my breast.

My back arches instantly, instinctually. Lifting my leg, I curl it around his thigh and shift my hips closer to his. I want to feel his body against mine. I wish that I could crawl beneath his skin. I can feel his hard length against my aching center, and I know that it’s going to hurt, but at the same time, feel so good.

Liam lowers his head, his nose sliding alongside my own right before he adjusts himself and sinks inside me. He rolls his hips, his pelvis grinding against my clit. It sends electric shocks throughout my entire body.

Lifting my hand, I grip his shoulder as I hold on to him. He moves inside me. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back slightly, and that’s when I feel his lips against the center of my throat. He kisses me there, his lips parted, and then his tongue swirls.

I’m going to come.