His tongue sweeps around my nipple before sucking it hard.
“Jesus!”
He squeezes my other breast and runs his calloused thumb over its nipple. I can’t help it. I draw my knees up, squirming. And as though his body speaks the same language as mine, he grinds his hips between my open thighs.
His heat and hardness press right on my clit. My exhale goes shaky. “Oh, yes… Oh, yes.”
I sound out of breath, but at least I’m not yelling.
But I can’t get enough. The weight of him on top of me. His hot, smooth skin. The texture of veins and muscles beneath my fingertips.
My hands glide down his waist and then I’m gripping his muscled ass. How can it be so sexy and so cute at the same time. I just want to bite it.
He chuckles into my cleavage. “That can be arranged.”
“Gah—did I say that out loud?”
“Biting my sexy, cute ass?” He lifts his face from my boobs and winks at me. “Nah.”
I narrow my gaze and smack his bottom.
And, damn, heat blazes in his eyes. “Watch yourself, Mercier.” His voice is pure wickedness. “I give as good as I get.”
I gulp. “Y-you wanna spank me?” My sex spasms at the rush of naughty visions.
In one swift move, my wrists are pinned over my head, and Beck is hovering above me. His pelvis presses harder against mine.
Oh, glory.
His gaze is molten. “Let me put it to you this way: I want to. Do. Anything. And everything. You want me to do.”
“Holy fucking cotton balls… I-I might need to work my way up to—” I swallow hard. “Spanking.”
His grin is crooked. “As you wish.” And he sounds much, much too calm about it. Meanwhile, my heart gallops in my chest, and my desire is like a runaway train.
I squirm beneath him, angling my hips to take some relief from his length. Beck’s nostrils flare as he sucks in a breath.
“Easy,” he urges, rough-voiced. So maybe he’s not all that calm. But instead of pulling back, Beck cants his hips and presses harder.
Chin to sky, I moan.
When the pleasure releases me, I blink him into focus.
God, he’s so gorgeous.
And he’s so good.
And I like him so damn much.
I bite down on my lips because the truth is I love him. I can’t imagine feeling something bigger than this. Not for anyone. And chances are high I’ll let it slip when I don’t mean to.
Hell, I blurted out that I wanted to bite his ass for Pete’s sake.
Beck’s eyes are searching mine. “What are you thinking, angel?”
My heart feels like it could lob itself right out of my chest and bounce off his. I take his face in my hands, caressing. Memorizing.
“I want… I want you.”
