“Hell yes, I do.” His lips captured mine again, his hands sliding slowly up and down my body. “You‘ll need to be quiet.”
I laughed breathily. “You say that like you don’t think I can.”
He flashed me a wicked smirk. “Probably because I don’t.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but then he rolled me to my back in one fluid motion, stealing what was left of my breath.
And then he had slid down my body. His lips found my core, and my face twisted as his tongue found my clit. A cry nearly escaped me, but Dax’s hand reached up, covering my mouth.
He looked up from between my thighs with a smirk, and I kicked playfully at his side.
Without another word, he scooped me up and stood up, hauling me into my walk-in closet. The door shut behind us, and he had me pinned against a wall a moment later.
His hand found a hanging sweater, and he tugged it down before tucking the sleeve between my lips.
“Those sounds are mine,” he warned me, his voice low and growly. “If anyone else hears, I won’t be able to control my wolf. He’s an angry, possessive bastard these days.”
Fuck, that was so hot.
I nodded vigorously, and his hands cupped my tits as he slid down my body before landing on his knees in front of me.
His fingers parted my folds, and his thumb swept over my core before he leaned in and licked me. What started as a simple taste escalated quickly into a feast—and then Dax was just devouring me.
I lost control of myself, legs turning to jelly more by the minute. His hands were on my thighs, then, holding me up and to the wall as he feasted on my pleasure.
The sweater muffled my cries enough that I didn’t think anyone else would hear—and Dax didn’t pull away, so I didn’t think twice about it.
When he’d shattered me, he slid back up my body, his tongue making a hot trail up the center of my chest before his hands tugged the sweater from my mouth so he could capture my lips
Our mouths mingled as he lifted me by the ass, and I moaned into his mouth as his tip found my opening. Another cry escaped me, and he swallowed the noise as he slowly slid himself into me. I was panting into his mouth, overwhelmed by the feel of him inside me, when he started to move.
The pressure was intense—and the pleasure, even more wild.
Our bodies worked together, his hands on my ass as he held me pinned to the wall, moving in and out of me. Though his movements started slow, they grew faster, and fiercer, and hotter.
It wasn’t long at all before I was unraveling around him, crying into his mouth as he snarled into mine, pumping his hips harder and faster.
The feeling of him soaking my insides was intense, and sexy, and so damn unreal I could hardly think straight.
My forehead crashed against his as we panted together, both of us struggling to recover from the hot minute we’d shared. Something about breaking the rules Lizzy had set had my lips curving upward, breaking into a grin against Dax’s.
“I didn’t take you as a rule breaker,” I murmured to him.
“I follow the rules that matter,” his voice was rough, but lifted with humor. “If I didn’t follow any rules, I would’ve shown up here and asked you to fuck me months ago.”
A soft laugh escaped me. “Always the romantic.”
“Hey, you’re the one who told me you wanted Bomb Sex. I’m just trying to deliver, here.”
Another laugh escaped me. “If that’s your goal, you’re succeeding.”
“Damn straight.” He kissed me again, his tongue moving slowly with mine. “We should probably clean up and get dressed.”
“Probably,” I whisper-agreed.
Instead of getting dressed, though, his hands slid over the curves of my hips—and then up to my breasts.
“Unless you want to make them wait a little longer,” he murmured, his cock hardening inside me again.
“They’ll survive,” I agreed.
His lips stole mine again, and he pressed me harder against the wall. His hands were on my hips, this time, and he held me in place as he moved slowly, working himself in and out.
We’d never done slow and hot—I had never done slow and hot sex ever. Period. And the way it felt, the intimacy of him focusing on me, feeling every tiny motion as he slowly pumped in and out of me, was unreal.
He got me off two more times before he shattered with me, and we dropped to the floor together with our bodies tangled. My mind was spinning too fast for me to think about anything but the fact that every time we had sex became a new best for me.
And damn, if that was what his wolf had been waiting for, I was glad he had waited.