“For God’s sake, Braden.”
I sigh. “You know as much as anyone else does. Isn’t that enough?”
“No, it’s not, especially if I’m”—air quotes again—“your ‘girlfriend.’”
She’s not wrong. What bothers me more, though, is that I want to open up to her. To show her who I truly am.
“Fuck,” I say through clenched teeth.
I grab her breast and thumb her nipple over two layers of fabric. I lean into her and can’t stop the words from flowing off my tongue.
“You want to know about me?” I rasp into her ear. “Here’s all you need. Since I laid eyes on you, I haven’t been able to think about anyone else. Your mouth, your tits, your curious and controlling nature—everything about you beguiles me. Since I first fucked you, all I can think about is fucking you again. You’re all I think about”—I bite her earlobe—“and it…perplexes me. Not much perplexes me, Skye. You’re like a narcotic. I hunger for you.” I inhale. “God, I love how you smell—like apples and sex. You taste even better. You want to be the only one in my bed? You don’t even have to ask. You’re the only woman I want right now. The only one.”
A low growl vibrates from her throat.
I scrape my teeth along the outer edge of her ear. “Now, let me give you that climax.”
Chapter Thirty-Three
I lift her tank top over her head and throw it on the floor. Then I unhook her bra and discard it as her breasts fall against her chest. I cup them, knead them, and then I bury my nose between them, kissing them and thumbing her nipples.
My admission to Skye has every cell in my body humming, every thought in my mind turned to mush.
All I do is feel.
How much I want her…
How much I desire her…
How much I need her control…
How much I…
I nibble the tops of her breasts and then finally take a nipple between my lips and suck. She inhales sharply.
“So beautiful,” I say against her flesh.
“Braden, please…”
“Please what, baby?”
“I…I want to come.”
She has no idea that I want that climax as much as she does. “You will.” I bite a nipple.
“Oh!”
“You like that?”
“Yes. God, yes.”
“Good. I could suck and bite your tits all day.” No lie there. And yes, she likes pleasure-pain. Good. Very good. I nibble on her other nipple and then raise my head again. “On the other hand, that paradise between your legs is even more beautiful.” I slide down her body, grasping her sweats, and glide them over her hips and legs.
I spread her legs. “God, yes. So beautiful.”
All of Skye is beautiful, but I swear, when she’s naked, her legs spread, her pussy glistening for me—that’s when she’s at her most beautiful.
“I’m going to make you come, Skye,” I say, my voice low and husky. “I’m going to make you come so many times that you’ll be begging me to stop.”