“Clint, you should be on your—”
“No.”
He kissed my folds. I moaned, pressing my head back into the pillows as his fingertips parted me. I gasped as his tongue fell between them, licking and sucking with wanton lust. I gripped my thighs around his face. He stroked softly, stoking the fire in my chest. I felt it consuming me. Like a forest fire raging through our mountains. I reached down for his hair. I gripped his tendrils. I pulled him closer to me as I rolled against his lips. His hands slid up my sides. I felt him massaging my breasts as my eyes rolled back.
And when my body popped, I trembled against the stubble on his cheeks.
“Oh—ye—Cli—yo—sh—fu—”
I couldn't speak. Couldn't catch my breath. He lapped me slowly, until my body collapsed after bowing itself out. I gasped for air as he pressed himself up. Wet kisses trailed behind his lips, leaving marks against my skin as he journeyed his way back up. His eyes found mine and he smiled down at me, glistening with my arousal against his skin.
“I want to taste.”
Clapping my hand against the back of his head, I pulled him down to me and licked myself off his skin, moaning and consuming all of him I could. I felt his length pressing against my entrance. I bucked slowly, inching him deeper into my body. He growled down the back of my throat. He filled me to the brim. He stretched me and molded me, my body allowing him access to whatever he wanted.
Because I loved him.
Even if I didn’t have the guts to admit it yet.
Grunts and growls fell from his lips as my hands slid down his back. I tightened my arms around his neck, letting my knees fall off to the side. Our bodies became one. I suckled on his lower lip as his girth grew against my walls. Colors sizzled and faded in my view as we rocked and bucked, slowly climbing a precipice we’d both been craving for days.
“Rae.”
“Clint.”
“I’ve missed you. So—so much.”
“All of it. I—I need—oh, Clint.”
“Tell me. Tell me what you need.”
I crashed our lips together, grinding my hips against his own. My toes curled as I wrapped my feet behind his calves, hoping beyond all hope I wasn’t hurting him. He picked up the pace, rolling and thrusting. Moving the bed on its frame as our kisses grew sloppy. He gripped my hair and pulled my head softly off to the side. He buried his face against my neck, breathing in my scent before sinking his teeth into me.
And as that coil in my gut snapped, my jaw unhinged in silent pleasure.
“Oh—yeah—”
He growled, digging his teeth deeper as his tongue traced my pulse point. The pain and pleasure, it was all too much. My entire body wrapped around him. I pulled him down against me, forcing him to collapse. His length jumped against my walls, pouring into me as my body massaged him. Milked him. Drank him all down. I wanted all of him. Every single piece of him.
So long as he’d let me have it.
He sighed. “Oh, Rae.”
Clint kissed the teeth marks he’d left behind as our bodies stayed connected. I stroked his back, feeling him quiver against me as goosebumps rushed over his skin. It made me smile, feeling them. Feeling how his body reacted to my touch. I felt him pull back, slipping from between my thighs before something gushed between my legs.
I giggled. “Uh oh.”
Clint shook his head. “We’ll fix it tomorrow. Just—don’t move.”
“Trust me, I don’t plan on it.”
“Good.”
He snuggled down against me before falling off to the side. He grunted with pain, pulling me into his arms and away from the mess we’d created. The covers came up and settled over my bare skin as my ass sank back into his pelvis. His arm wrapped around me, holding me steadily to him as he tucked us both in. This felt right. Good. Like things should have been. I wasn’t sure of much, but I was sure of one thing.
Clint belonged in my world.
“Are you okay?”