She scraped her nails over my pecs and down my chest, and my dick jerked toward her. My nipples puckered, and I was going to fucking explode if she kept this up.
“Mm. You like that?” she asked, lifting her hands to repeat the motion.
I nodded—like an eager puppy, I imagined. If I wasn’t careful, my tongue would be lolling out of my mouth next. That’s how pathetic I was when it came to this woman.
She dipped her fingers beneath the waistband of my pants, never venturing low enough. I was panting, keyed up, but I’d let her have her little fun—for a moment. Then I’d be back in charge.
But when she unfastened the button, sliding them over my hips, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get anything under control—least of all Lauren.
My cock bobbed against my stomach, and I ached to squeeze it. To ease the tension building there.
“Holy shit,” she whispered, eyes wide. “You really are huge.”
She licked her lips as she stared at my erection. I knew my size was impressive, but her reaction only made me harder, if that were possible.
“Panties. Gone. Now,” I ground out, kicking off my shoes and pants, but not before grabbing a condom from my wallet. “Unless you want me to rip them off.”
This time, she didn’t protest, quickly removing her underwear and tossing them aside. I unwrapped the condom, sheathing myself before picking her up so she was sandwiched between the wall and me.
I ran my hands over her breasts, pinching her nipples as she gasped into my mouth. Fuck, she felt amazing.
I dove in for another kiss, and this time, it was searing. This wasn’t like any kiss I’d had before. It was all-consuming. It reached every part of me, from the hair on my head to my toes.
“Are you ever going to stop messing around and fuck me?” She wiggled her ass as if to position herself.
I laughed to myself. “Are you always so eager?”
She growled. Honest-to-god growled.
So, I leaned back, lining us up and watching as I disappeared inside her. I wanted to close my eyes, to enjoy the sensation, but I was too busy watching her. Watching as her mouth formed an “o,” her walls gripping me like a vise.
I stayed there a moment, relishing the sight. Reveling in the fact that she’d finally given in to me. And then I started thrusting—hard, punishing strokes I knew she’d feel deep in her core.
“Feels. Amazing.” She gripped my shoulders, her breasts brushing against my chest with every bounce. “So good,” she panted, and I couldn’t agree more.
“Look at me,” I said, my hands digging into her ass.
She shook her head, eyes still closed. I wasn’t going to let her come until she met my gaze. I wanted her to remember exactly who had given her the best orgasm of her life.
I stilled, prepared to wait, despite the fact that my body was urging me to keep going. To keep thrusting until I’d emptied myself.
“Hunter, I swear to god—”
Her eyes flashed at me, those enchanting orbs focused with laser-like intensity. Warmth spread through my chest because I knew I had her right where I wanted. On the edge of her orgasm, riding that fine line between pleasure and pain.
“Remember this feeling.” I swiveled my hips, thrusting hard. “Remember that I’m the one who gave it to you,” I ground out.
And with that, she let out a slew of words, mostly unintelligible. Her body shook with the intensity of her orgasm, and I continued to thrust, knowing my own was coming, barreling toward me.
“Because the next time we have sex,” I said with a powerful thrust. “It will be because you’re begging for it.” I stared into her eyes, daring her to disagree. Half expecting her to.
“We’ll see…” The corner of her mouth lifted, and that smile was my weakness. My undoing.
* * *
“What do you think?”Lauren asked.
She was standing in my kitchen, an array of fabrics spread out on the counter before her. It had been a few days since the wedding, and I hadn’t stopped thinking about her. Couldn’t stop. I also couldn’t wait to get my hands on her again.
