“I’d do anything you asked me to, beautiful. You should know that by now.” I pull her into my lap and kiss her more deeply.
Leonard stirs, gives us a look, then jumps from the bed with a huff and pads out into the hallway. I stand with Bells in my arms and walk over to kick the door shut. Good riddance.
“I thought you were going to let him—”
“Watch me worship your body? No thanks.” I lay her back down as a strangled scream comes from someone down the hall.
Bells tries to sit up.
I splay my hand on her chest and push her down. “You said he’s fine.” I smirk.
She tries to frown, but then I suck her nipple through the fabric of my shirt. “Barrow,” she cries and grips my shoulders.
“I didn’t get to finish our littlediscussionfrom the shower.” I pull her back up and strip my shirt away from her beautiful body.
Then I toss my clothes along with hers in a pile on the floor. Easing her back on the bed, I glance at the bump on her head. It’s gone down so much over the past few days that I’ve been leaving off the gauze wrap.
“Quit worrying over me.” She leans up and nips my chin. “It doesn’t hurt, my balance is a lot better, I’m all good.” She puts her palm to my cheek. “I’m ready.”
Ready? Something pops in my brain when she uses that word. My thought of putting a baby in her to keep her here resurfaces, and I swallow that idea back down. It’s not right. Even if it makes my dick rock hard and my heart pound, it’s not right.
“Ready for …” I let the question hang in the air.
She spreads her legs, and when my cock touches her wet slit, I groan.
“Ready for everything.” She moves her hips against me, and I snap.
I claim her mouth in a rough kiss, my body going tense as I press against the slick heat between her legs. My cock is already leaking pre-cum, and I’m desperate to push inside. But I don’t. I kiss her, I touch her, I give her every bit of my attention as I kiss down her throat to her lush tits and lick and suck them until she’s pulling my hair.
“I need you,” she whimpers.
“Not as much as I need you.” I kiss back to her mouth and notch the head of my cock against her opening. “Are you sure?” I want to hear her say it, to seal this bond with her words and her body.
“I want you inside me.” She moves her hips.
That’s all it takes. With steady pressure, I ease my cock head into her.
I rest my forehead in the crook of her neck as I try to control myself, to tamp down the exquisite pleasure of claiming her.
“More.” She holds me tight. “Please, Barrow. I ache for it.”
I can’t deny her, so with another steady push, I surge all the way into her.
She squeaks, then stills. I kiss her mouth, wanting to take away any pain I may have caused her.
“I never want to hurt you,” I mumble against her lips, my mind awash in the most amazing delirium of pleasure.
“You didn’t.” She digs her nails into my back. “More.”
I pull back and fill her again, my body attuned to hers in a way that’s primal. And when she nudges me with her hips, I start a rhythm that has her gripping on to me harder as I kiss her deeply. She’s everything I ever wanted, her body welcoming me as I make her mine.
“So perfect.” I move faster, the wet sounds of sex echoing off the walls as I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth.
She arches, her legs open so wide. I run one hand between us and stroke her clit.
“Barrow!” she gasps.
Fuck, I love that sound.