Most times he let her. It was their thing.
The bit of control she needed to show she still had it.
But tonight, this was for him.
And she’d give herself to him because she liked when he stepped up just as much.
It was a balance they had. One that worked for them.
Equals when it was all leveled out in the end.
His hand slid down between their bodies, his fingers sliding between her lower lips, feeling the heat and the silky dew, then trusting inside.
London moaned against his mouth, her tongue sliding in to dance with his, her nails gripping his shoulders.
“I’m really close,” she said. “And it’s going to be fast. I really want you in me.”
If she hadn’t whispered it. If she hadn’t made it sound like a need. He might have made her wait. Let her come on his hand, then worked her up a second time.
But Spencer needed the release as much as her. He needed her to know that today was just as hard on him as it was her, but maybe he contained it better.
She was opening up with him more. He saw it even when she didn’t want him to.
He’d do what she wanted. He’d do what she asked.
Because he had her. He always would. He always wanted to.
He opened the condom, covered himself. Lifting her a little, he put her back against the tiles, found her heat and slammed in once. Then again. A third time.
Her body rose with each thrust, her breath came out in a quick gasp, her head back, her neck exposed.
He attacked that as he attacked every other part of her body with the goal of bringing her to the height of pleasure.
To bring them both there.
“That’s it,” he said. “Let go and come for me. Just me and no one else.”
His words were almost a brush against her lips as they came out, his teeth grabbing her lower lip and pulling it in to nibble.
She was bucking against him as he pushed into her. She was riding any way she could to the end.
His fingers gripped her ass, squeezing her skin as he continued to jerk up into her while she ground down.
“You’re there,” he said. “I know you are. Don’t fight it.”
“It just feels too good to end,” she said.
“I’ll give it to you again. More. But do as I say. Do itnow,” he commanded.
It was as if she needed him to be firm. To let her drop the shield and wall she always threw up to show how strong she was.
He loved that about her.
Shit.
Did that thought just pop into his brain?
Looked like it did, but with her coming around his dick, he was losing the ability to think of much more than slamming into her again and again.