Laughing against her shoulder, I thrust deep inside her.
“Yes.” Her eyes roll back.
I swear to fuck I need to count back from one hundred to keep from coming. Tight, wet, hot.All mine, mine, mine.
“You really were ready.” I suck at a spot below her ear and she rolls her hips, encouraging me to move faster. I take a breath but fuck, she’s got my dick in a stranglehold. “You sure we can’t stay here all night?”
Hope
It’s such a tempting offer. Grace is safe with her aunt and uncle. Rock and I have a brand-new bedroom to explore.
“We have all night.” I press a quick kiss to his lips. “This is just to take the edge off. I promise to ride you hard later, Mr. President.”
“You better.” He slams his mouth against mine. A kiss full of need that steals my breath. Hard and demanding, just like everything about my husband. “I need you.”
I live to be needed and loved by this man. I drag my nails over his back, exploring his hardness, admiring his restraint. “What’s something you love about yourself?” I ask, echoing his earlier question.
“What?” He stares into my eyes. We’re almost nose to nose. So close our breath mingles together. He shifts his hips. “You’re strangling my dick and you want a coherent thought out of me?”
“Payback’s a mean bitch, huh?” I tease. I glide my hands lower, lightly scratching his firm ass.
He tilts his head slightly, studying his heavily inked bicep. “My strength,” he answers. “Knowing I can protect you and Grace.” A bloodthirsty light enters his stormy eyes. “Beat the shit out of anyone who threatens your peace.”
Such savage, yet romantic, words.
And I knew he wasn’t over the whole Ravage walking in here thing.
“Yes,” I agree. “I love how hard you can fuck me too.”
A primitive growl claws its way out of his throat. “Enough talking. All I want to hear is the sound of your wet cunt draining my cock.”
I’m no longer capable of forming words anyway. He moves slower this time, sweet punishment for interrupting him with my question. He glides in and out of me with precision. So determined to bring both of us pleasure. I hitch my hips higher and curl my hands around his forearms.
“God, right there,” I whisper.
“That’s my girl,” he groans.
My thoughts scatter. Complete magic. Tingles whisper over my skin. Every nerve ending in my body sparks. Bliss rolls in, filling my mind like a fog I never want to work my way out of. My orgasm explodes through me, sending trembles down my legs. I turn my head, sinking my teeth into his arm.
“Ah, fuck!” he groans, burying himself inside me.
Above me, his body stills as his face contorts in pleasure. A triumphant shout, followed by a groan. My legs continue shaking as we ride out our releases together.
CHAPTERELEVEN
Trinity
A senseof accomplishment fills my chest as we close and lock the doors of Furious Fitness. “That went well,” I say to Wrath, holding up the sticky note where I quickly wrote down the amount we’d raised for charity from today’s event. “We collected a lot of canned goods and beauty supplies too. Heidi’s going to help me drop them off on Friday.”
He slings his arm over my shoulders and hugs me to him. “Thanks to you,” he says, leaning down to kiss my cheek.
“Not just me.” I reach for Carter, who’s a few steps ahead of us. “Thank you. The scenes you painted were so pretty, I didn’t want to take them down.”
Carter blushes and ducks his head. “Thanks.”
“You did good, Scribbles.” Wrath thumps Carter on the back a few times.
“Easy,” Carter wheezes, holding out the foot that was injured not that long ago. “I don’t quite have my balance back.”