“God, Hudson. Whatever you’re doing to me? Don’t ever stop.Please,” she begged, and fuck if I didn’t want to replace my fingers with my cock right then and there and make good on that promise to break the damn bed.
Hers. Mine. All of ’em.
But I couldn’t—not yet. Not until she was truly ready for me.
“You’re close,” I whispered, brushing my thumb over her clit again, rubbing slow circles as I continued my deep thrusts. “I can feel it.”
Her mouth fell open on another moan, green eyes rolling back as her body arched to get closer.
“Please don’t stop,” she said again, her thighs just beginning to tremble. Having enjoyed the pleasure of those thighs wrapped around my head as I kissed her sweet pussy into oblivion earlier, I knew she was seconds from going over the edge.
“Already told you I ain’t stopping,” I said. “Thing is, I can’t let you fall just yet. Not like this.” I drew my fingers out and rolled back on top of her, repositioning myself between her thighs. Slipping a hand beneath her ass, I angled her body just right. Then, in a low growl, “When you come for me tonight, babygirl, it’s gonna be on my cock, not on my hand. You ready for me?”
A dark blush stained her bare chest. She lowered her lashes and gave me the sweetest, softest smile I’d ever seen. “More than ready.”
Once more, she had me stopping to appreciate the view.
“Haley Barnes. Your smile is…” I swept a thumb across her lips, searching for the right word. Beautiful? Heartbreaking? A goddamn show-stopper? All true. But the word I finally settled on was… “Mine. It’s mine, Haley.Youare mine. Understand?”
“I’m yours.”
“That’s my good girl.”
I couldn’t wait another minute.
Claiming her mouth in a possessive kiss, I finally sank inside her, one slow, torturous inch at a time, doing my damndest not to completely lose it right there. The feel of her was… fuckme, it was everything.
If soft touches and stolen kisses caused sparks, then being inside her set off a fireworks show the likes of which I’d never seen, not even during all them drunk-ass festivals in NOLA.
My girl responded immediately, her thighs tightening around my hips, her body pulsing around my cock, so tight and perfect and…
“Jesusfuck, Haley,” I ground out. She was already moving beneath me again, arching to get closer, to take more of what she needed. “You gotta slow… slow down.”
“I thought you wanted it… hard and fast,” she breathed, knotting her fingers in my hair. “Break the bed, yes?”
“That’s the idea, but… Damn it, woman. If you don’t slow down, I’m gonna come before you, and I’ll tell you somethingrightnow, babygirl. That’sneverhappening. Not on my watch.”
“You’re a prince, Gargs. Truly.” She cracked up. It made her clench around me even harder, her body vibrating with her laughter.
Definitely not helping the situation.
“Then lie back and let me give you the rest of this royal dick, princess, before you make mecompletelylose control. I’m barely hanging on by a thread.” I slid in a bit more, my muscles rippling with the effort of holding back when all I wanted to do was fuckingpoundinto her, show her just how badly I wanted her. “Goddamn, you feel good. So fucking good.”
“Hudson.” The breath left her lungs in a rush. “That dirty mouth of yours is just… My god. Pure perfection.”
“Only for you.”
She grinned up at me, a thin sheen of sweat shining on her upper lip. I wanted to lick it off. To taste every bit of her.
So I fucking did. Dragged the tip of my tongue across that smooth, salty skin, then bit her lower lip with a possessive growl that had her moaning and writhing all over again.
Going slow was pure torture, and I just couldn’t fucking deal. I plunged the rest of the way inside, making her stretch to accommodate me. Making her gasp.
Making her fuckingbeg.
“Say more, Hudson,” she whispered, just like she’d done earlier. “Pleasesay more.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” I winked, then brought my mouth to her ear, taking my time kissing the sensitive skin behind it before I finally whispered, “Still can’t decide if I wanna be soft and sweet with you tonight, babygirl, or fuck you so damn hard you can’t take a single step tomorrow without remembering the feel of this cock buried inside you. But I’ll tell you this—I’m leaningheavilytoward the latter.”
