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Not yet.
First, he had to make her want it more than she ever wanted anything before. He drew a soft circle around her clit, soft enough to not send her over the edge, but hard enough to take her close enough to scream. She moaned and kissed him harder, her teeth digging into his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, but he didn’t give a damn.
All that mattered was getting her to scream his name again.
Shoving her panties aside, he thrust a finger inside her, crooking it just right. She dug her nails into his sides, groaning and arching her back. He ended the kiss, pressing his thumb against her clit, and pulled back. “So damn hot.”
“Steven.” She slid her hands under his shirt, over his pecs, and scratched them down his abs. “I…I…nee—ahhh.”
“Shhh.” He nipped her shoulder, taking his finger out of her heat before thrusting two inside her, hitting the spot guaranteed to make her let out that choked scream again. “You’ll get it. All of it. I swear.”
She gripped his pants, undoing the button with a flick of her wrist. “So will you. Let me—”
“Not yet. Not until I say so.” He stilled her hand, like he always did when a woman tried to take control from him. “I’m—”
“Listen and listen now.” Unzipping his jeans, she yanked him closer by them. “I’m okay with you being domineering in bed. It’s sexy. And I’m okay with you holding me down sometimes, too, and telling me when I’m allowed to come. It turns me on. But, if I want to touch you? I’ll do it.” She tugged his pants down and closed her hand over his dick, squeezing with the perfect amount of pressure. “And you’ll like it.”
His gut twisted and all the blood in his body rushed south. Damn it, she was right. He did like it. He liked everything about her so much that he didn’t even mind that she made him break all his rules—repeatedly. “Fuck, yeah.”
She cocked a brow and closed her fingers over him, jerking him off with a light, feminine touch. His eyes rolled back in his head. “See? Told you.”
Growling in reply, he kissed her again, harder this time.
She hesitated for a second, but kissed him back, her soft lips yielding to his with a sigh. He still had his fingers buried inside of her, so he pulled them out, thrusting them back inside. Touching her the same way she touched him.
She ran her fingers up his hard length and pumped her hips against his palm, letting out those sexy noises he loved so damn much. It made the desire to flip her over and fuck her from behind even stronger. But he continued teasing her, bringing her closer to the edge, but pulling back each time she got there.
And, damn it, she did the same thing to him.
By the time he nipped at her lip and ended the kiss, his breathing somehow matched her erratic breaths. “Enough,” he growled, trapping her hand on his dick with his own. If she kept pulling and tugging and teasing, he’d be finished before they even started. “No more. It’s my turn now.”
She rested her weight on her palms and parted her legs wider for him. “Steven. Yes.”
He knelt between her knees and nipped her thigh, his fingers still buried inside of her. He watched her as he fucked her with his hand. Her soft pink lips were wet and ready, and he ached to bury himself inside her. The strength of his desire for her would be enough to scare a lesser man. Maybe even him, if he let it. “It’s only been a few hours, but shit, Lauren, I swear it’s been too long since I was between your legs. I need another taste.”
She spread her thighs wider, burying her hands in his hair, and let out a throaty chuckle. “Permission granted.”
Heart pounding in his head, he tore her panties off, tossed them over his shoulder, and flicked his tongue over her swollen clit. She moaned and closed her legs on his head, holding him in place. He did it again, grinning when she squirmed, clearly trying to get closer, but he didn’t let her. “You taste better than anything you’ve ever baked.”
“Oh my God,” she moaned. He froze. So did she. She shook her head. “Steven. I mean Stev—”
“Uh-uh,” he said, pulling back. “Too late.”
“Please don’t stop,” she begged, tightening her legs on his head and tugging on his hair roughly. “Please.”
He didn’t answer. Mostly because he didn’t think he could. He was too busy trying to retain control over himself, and failing. No matter what she thought, the way she made him feel, and the things she did to him inside the bedroom and out of it, was unlike anything he’d ever felt or done before. She made him want to let go.
Forg
et himself, and all he’d done on the battlefield and off of it.
And that was a scary thought.
He closed his lips around her clit, sucking and licking until she screamed and rocked her hips against his mouth wildly, her breaths coming fast and hard. He couldn’t get enough of her wild movements and breathy cries. They were simply too addicting.
She dug her heel into his upper back, arched her back, pressed closer to his mouth, and came. She screamed his name when she did, yanking on his hair as she soared, and ended on a sexy little moan that he loved. He didn’t stop his torment, even though she bucked her hips and her cries of ecstasy turned into whimpers. He kept the strokes of his tongue light and teasing, and within moments, she was riding that train again, coming hard and sagging against the wall behind her.
That was his cue to move on to the next stop. By the time he was finished with her, she would never want to let him go. Standing, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, so she stood in front of the counter with her ass in the air. Reaching into his pocket, he ripped open the foil packet he pulled out and rolled the condom on.
