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When I pulled him down to the mattress, there was no hesitation. He shoved the laptop down the bed and then shifted so that his heavy body hovered over mine, sliding his thigh in between my opened legs.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamned beautiful in the mornings right when you wake up.” His head descended and he kissed me full on the lips, still speaking in the low growl that had me liquifying against him.
He moved up to my ear, tugging at my lobe with his teeth. But it was his words that had me surrendering and begging for more of his touch.
“You torment me every night, knowing this lithe, tight little body is right here, so close but so far away.”
I shook my head as I dragged his head back to mine. “Not far away right now.”
He must have agreed because he shifted his body as he kissed me more deeply than ever, so that I could feel his massive hard-on grinding against the thin fabric of my silk panties. One of my legs was trapped by the covers, but I wrapped the other one around his waist and arched up, giving us both the friction we were desperate for.
Pleasure spiked through me. So hot, so sweet, lightning connected from the tip of his tongue as he teased against the very tip of mine, shooting straight to my sex.
I let out a less than womanly moan of need. I felt desperate for him in a way I’d never experienced before. I scrabbled at the bottom of his white undershirt, desperate for contact with more of his skin. He was apparently on the same page because he jerked it up and yanked it off over his head, descending back on me within moments.
I wrapped my arms around his neck even tighter, clutching his head as he kissed down my neck to my breasts. He pinched and flicked at one nipple while locking onto the other with his sinful lips. Oh God, yes.
“More. Harder.” I squirmed restlessly against him, shamelessly rubbing myself against him. And I was already so hot, so needy for his touch, “Oh God, Montgomery.”
My nails dug into his scalp as an orgasm lit and then exploded outwards, shocking the hell out of me. I never came that fast or that easily. What the hell?
But Montgomery wasn’t stopping or slowing. “Good, that’s your first. Let’s see how many I can give you at one time.”
I whined, already needing more. “Don’t you dare tease me. I need your cock. Please, don’t make me wait.”
He growled and reached down between us. “Vixen, I wanted to take this slow.”
I shook my head, still desperately kissing every part of him I could reach. “Slow later. Fuck now.”
Except that when he pushed inside me, he grabbed both of my desperate, grasping hands by my wrists and locked them above my head. I immediately whined and squirmed. I needed him. Didn’t he get it? I needed it real between us. Tangible. Something more than the farce we were forced to perform in front of others. When he fucked me hard, I felt that. I felt like, for a few minutes in this long, unending universe, I was his whole world.
But Montgomery was always full of surprises and I could no more dictate to him than I could make the earth spin the other way on its axis.
Because where I wanted fast and hard, Montgomery was apparently determined to go slow. I tried to yank my wrists out of his grasp, but he just smiled down at me. And then, his grip as firm as ever, he leaned down just enough to tease the tips of my nipples with his tongue.
It was the most torturous, amazing thing I’d ever felt. At least until I felt the tip of his cock nudging at my entrance. I tried to angle my hips toward him, nudge closer, but he pulled back every time I did, denying my desires, my way. Without a word, he was silently reminding me he was in control when we were together, whether that was in front of a gallery of onlookers or it was just us.
The realization calmed me down. I trusted Montgomery during the most difficult and trying challenges and now he was silently asking if I could trust him here—in the intimacy of just the two of us.
For a second, I couldn’t meet his eyes. Why was this so hard? But he let go of one of my wrists and gently grasped my jaw, tilting my head back so that I met his eyes.
“Where’d you go?” he asked. I left my wrist just where he’d placed it, above my head. Still buzzing with my next orgasm, but on edge because he held me there, a tear slipped down my cheek.
Montgomery looked alarmed and started to pull off me, but I grabbed him, just briefly to let him know I didn’t want him to go, then I put my wrists back obediently above my head.
