“Let me go.” I squirmed, trying to get him to drop me, but he gently lowered me to the ground.
“Never.”
I couldn’t help but smile as he spun to face me, determination glinting in his hazel eyes. I reached up on my toes, and he metme halfway, his lips descending on mine in a scintillating kiss. He gripped my thighs, and he lifted me to straddle his waist, pressing my back against the padded wall.
I ground my core against him, needing the friction of his hardening cock as lust scorched through my veins. Our hands were frenzied as I pushed down his loose shorts and wrapped a hand around his thick length.
“Fuck, little devil.” He pressed his hips into me. “Having you in my bed for the last week and not being able to do anything about it has been torture.”
“Tell me about it,” I said before his lips slammed back onto mine.
“What if Sophia comes down?”
“I doubt she’ll come without having to be dragged down here.” At least I hoped, because my body was burning up, and only Merrick could douse the flames.
“I fucking hope so,” he growled against my lips. “Because only you telling me no would stop me right now.”
“I won’t be doing that,” I said with a breathy chuckle as I pumped my hand up and down, reminding him I was the one holding his cock right now.
“Fuck.” He slipped a hand beneath the waistband of my leggings. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”
I arched into his touch as he used my arousal to circle my clit. “I need you, Merrick.”
“Shh, I’ll take care of you.” He pumped two fingers into me, his lips slamming on mine to cover the moan about to tear from my lips. “Be a good girl and keep your voice down; otherwise, those two cockblockers will come downstairs and stop us just to be assholes.”
“Or maybe they’ll join in.” I grinned as he thrust into my palm, his cock twitching in my hold.
“I’m not opposed to that, but right now you’re mine,” he said, possession lacing every word. The feverish glint in his gaze only ratcheted my desire higher. I liked that my guys were possessive because I was theirs just as much as they were mine.
I thought I might have to remind myself that they weren’t Tommaso when they acted like that. But there was a difference between being possessive and treating someone as a possession, something Tommaso never could truly grasp.
“Merrick,” I moaned as he drove his fingers into me, pushing me so close to the edge. He kissed along my jaw, lightly nipping and dragging his lips down my neck, growling in frustration as he reached the collar of my jacket.
I tugged down the zipper and shrugged it off one arm at a time, barely letting his cock go before I had my fingers wrapped around him again. I was left in only a sports bra, which he eyed like he wanted to tear it off me too.
“Come for me, Gi.” He plunged his fingers into me faster as he circled his thumb around my clit. My head rolled back as ecstasy washed over me, pushing me over the edge. My pussy pulsed around his fingers, coaxing a grin from his lips as he watched me come apart. “You’re so fucking beautiful. The sweetest sin I’ve ever tasted.”
I grappled with the hem of his shirt, wanting to pull it off him and run my hands over his taut muscles. Yes, I did like to ogle them. There, I admitted it.
Before I could do anything, he pulled his fingers from me and lowered me to the ground. I was about to protest, but he tugged my bra up and over my head, freeing my breasts. His eyes darkened as he hungrily devoured me. The next thing I knew, we were both desperately stripping off each other’s clothes, our gazes greedily drinking each other in. He cradled me to him and lowered us both to the floor as we used our mouths to explore each other. His teeth lightly nipped my pebbled nippleas I kissed and sucked my way down his neck before sinking my teeth into his shoulder.
He groaned, fire blazing in his eyes. “I think my little devil needs a punishment for that.” He flipped me over onto my stomach and straddled my legs, trailing kisses to my tailbone. “I should turn this pretty ass pink, what do you think?”
Fuck, that sounded like exactly what I wanted. “If that’s what you think I need, sir.”
“You drive me fucking crazy every time you call me that,” he grunted, sliding a hand down the curve of my ass in a loving caress. “I wanted to bend you over the table at the diner so many times when you teased me like that. I wanted to claim you in front of everyone so that those fucking creeps knew you were mine, and I’d slit their throats if they ever laid a hand on you again.”
“Please.” I pressed myself back into his hand as it trailed to the apex of my thighs, and he dipped his fingers into my wet core.
He pumped into me as his palm came down on my right cheek, the sting of pain easing away as he ran his hand over it, amplifying the pleasure that burned through me with every stroke.
“Merrick,” I whimpered. I glanced at him over my shoulder and reached for him.
“Hands on the floor, little devil. I’m the one in charge now.” He paused his ministrations. I followed his orders without a second thought, needing his touch more than I needed to breathe in that moment. “Good girl.”
The praise sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my needy pussy. Thankfully he rubbed his thumb over my clit, sending a shock through my body like a bolt of electricity.
“What do you say?”
