“Good.” He kisses my cheek. “Because now that I know you feel the same, I can never let go. Never. I’d die before I did. I’d kill to protect what we have.”
“I’m never letting you go either. I want it, all of it. I’m just so freaking happy you feel the same.”
He laughs with a deep rumble. “I know that feeling damn well. I’ve been driving myself crazy thinking you’d make a quick getaway if you knew the truth.”
“Never.” I squeeze harder onto him. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Except to the hotel I booked,” he growls.
He studies me, as though waiting for me to say no.
But even if the nerves are still there, sizzling beneath the surface, I refuse to obey them anymore. I refuse to let them rule me.
“Let’s go,” I whisper. “Now, Ryker. Let’s go now.”
He turns away, starting the engine, the car thrumming to life.
Chapter Nineteen
Ryker
“This is amazing.”
My woman stands at the edge of the four poster bed, the soft lamplight framing her perfectly as she turns in a slow circle. Her cheeks glimmer as she looks around the room, at the bar in the corner, the seating area, and the floor to ceiling windows that look out upon the city.
“You booked this for us?”
“Who else?” I chuckle as I stride across the room, stopping just short of her, my manhood threatens to erupt from its cotton prison.
My helm pushes insistently against my pants, my seed roaring that now she’s said she wants the same thing I do, there’s no time to waste. I need to claim her right now, throw her down and drive up inside of her, raw, until she’s gasping and creaming.
But this is her first time, and I want my woman to be nice and wet when I push my cock inside of her.
“I need to taste you,” I growl, darting my hands forward and grabbing onto her hips. “Curtains – close.”
With a whirring noise, the curtains move across the rail, shutting away the city so it’s just me and my woman. Even if we’re in the penthouse suite and the chances of anybody seeing us are incredibly low, I can’t stand the thought of another man laying eyes on my woman, not when she’s so moving so sexily against me.
She shivers as I slide my hands around to her ass, guiding my lips to hers as I indulge greedily. Her round ass feels like it was sculpted for my hands as I rub, pushing her cheeks together.
But then I can’t take it anymore.
I give her a soft shove back onto the bed, step forward and loom over her.
“I need that hot young pussy. I need to fucking taste you.”
She stares up at me, her silver dress sliding down to her hips, revealing those voluptuous legs. My mouth is literally watering as I drop to my knees at the end of the bed, reaching up and grabbing onto her bare skin.
She whimpers when I drag her toward me, slide my hands up her thighs, and grab onto her panties. I can feel the heat of her pussy as I tighten my fingers around them, feel the wetness, sense her womb’s desperate desire.
Pulling her panties down, I push her dress up and stare at her pussy.
Fuck.
It’s even more perfect than I knew it would be, already sloping wet for me, her pink tight hole glistening in the lamplight. Her clit looks engorged and her lips are full and juicy, making my manhood pulse with even more primal necessity.
“You horny girl,” I growl. “You’re soaked.”
I slide my hands up her thighs slowly, making the movement last, listening to the sounds of her whimpers change from horny to needy as I inch closer, closer, and closer.
“It’s because your body knows how badly we need this,” I growl. “It’s because that perfect body knows how hungrily I need to put a baby inside of you.”
“Mm-mmm,” she moans. “Yes, yes.”
“Good fucking girl.”
I slide my hands around to her ass, wedging them between her and the bed, squeezing down as I push my face forward into her pussy. She whimpers beautifully when I slide my tongue to her clit, pushing down and then flickering back and forth.
My plan was to take it slow, but when I hear the way her voice catches – spiraling into a choked noise of pure euphoria – I know my woman is ready to take it all.
And it’s not like I could hold myself back even if I wanted to.
I snarl and open my mouth, consuming her wet pussy, sliding my tongue with crazy speed over her lips and her clit all the while massaging her ass cheeks and sinking my fingers deep into her skin.
She’s got the juiciest, fullest fucking ass I’ve ever seen. I’m addicted to it.
She starts to shiver against me when I focus fully on her clit, licking from side to side, up and down, attacking it from every angle as her hips begin to buck. Her taste is all over my lips, in my mouth, sizzling on my tongue, hot and tangy and juicy and mine.