“Good girl.” I released her lip. “I’m trusting you to take care of yourself tonight just like you’re trusting me to take care of you now.”
She watched with rapt attention as I slid the pistol in and out of her, letting the friction build her back up with every stroke. I waited until she was shaking, her back arching in an attempt to force it deeper before I lowered between her thighs and sucked her clit into my mouth.
“Merrick.” She sighed my name in relief, like every moment without my mouth on her had been torture. She bucked in my hold, her body acting on pure instinct as she tried to get more. Her cries echoed off the walls as I pushed her over the edge. I kept up the pace as she spasmed around the barrel, and she ground her sweet pussy against my face. My cock twitched, begging for some friction, but I suppressed the urge to rub a palm over it, wanting to give my girl every ounce of pleasure she deserved.
Her ragged breaths filled the air as I pulled the barrel from her, dripping with her arousal. I rolled my head back, shivers of desire slithering around the base of my spine as I debated licking every drop of it when she stopped me. “Let me have a taste.”
My pulse thundered as I scanned her expectant expression, her teeth sinking into my bottom lip as she gazed back up at me through her lashes. “You’re going to be the death of me, little devil.”
I sat up and lost the war with myself as I rubbed a palm over my aching cock. She opened her mouth wide, her tongue ready as I slid the barrel against it. She moaned as she wrapped her lips around it and sucked every drop of her sweetness off the gun. Her cheeks hollowed, and I nearly lost my mind as I frantically unbuttoned my jeans and kicked them off, tugging my hard dick from my boxers and stroking down the length.
Even with her handcuffed, she still had me fucking begging. I pulled the barrel from her lips with a pop that had me envisioning my cock in its place.
“What’s wrong?” Her grin was devious as she batted her lashes in a display of faux innocence.
“You know exactly what you’re doing.” I tossed the gun onto the bed and shucked off the rest of my clothes.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She settled in against the pillow, her gaze devouring my bare chest as I hovered over her.
“Bullshit, you beautiful, devious woman,” I said as I propped her calves up and over my shoulders, spreading her out before me like an all-you-can-eat buffet.
She lifted a brow in challenge as I notched myself at her entrance, but any trace of mischief was wiped from her face as I plunged into her, filling her completely with one thrust. I had no doubt that her cries echoed through the house, yet another reason I was glad that the two of us were alone. Her back arched as she tried to drive me deeper, taking every inch of me like the perfect devil she was.
“Fuck,” she screamed as I pounded into her. I drank her in like a man starved, cataloging every expression of ecstasy written across her face. I cupped one of her breasts, groaning as it bounced in my palm, sending a jolt of arousal straight to my cock. She bucked against me like she wanted to take control, so I lowered my other hand to the curve of her ass and gave her a light spank, making her pussy clench around me.
I slid the hand gripping her breast up to circle her throat, loving the wicked little gleam that flashed in her eyes. I flexed my fingers, not restricting her airway, but only reminding her to let go, to give me control of her pleasure. Her back arched, her eyes glazed over with lust as she lost herself to the ecstasy building between us. I slid my other hand to her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in time with my thrusts as we neared closer and closer to the precipice.
“Are you going to come for me, little devil?” I asked, and she nodded eagerly.
Her breaths came in ragged pants, her body vibrating beneath me, and with one more thrust, her pussy fluttered around me. Her hands curled into fists behind her head, her hips rocking under me as she rode the waves of ecstasy crashing over her. I grit my teeth, holding off until I couldn’t physically stop myself. I buried myself as deeply as I could inside her, my cock throbbing as my release spilled into her tight channel.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, our gazes locked on each other, our unbreakable connection and love thrumming between us as we stayed wrapped up in each other. I carefully reached for the key and unlocked her cuffs, not wanting to pull out of her just yet. Fuck, I’d stay buried inside her while we slept if she let me.
That was a great idea, actually. I enveloped her in my arms and rolled over so she was on top of me.
“What are you—” Her question cut off into a giggle as I pulled the covers over us and she realized I had no intention of pulling out of her soaked core. I would stay wrapped up in her like this for the rest of my life if I could. I cocked a questioning brow at her, and she nestled her head into the crook of my neck, her fingers trailing over my taut muscles as though she was making up for lost time, exploring my body now that her hands were freed. “Green.”
I couldn’t help but smile as I pressed a kiss to her brow. The steady beat of her heart against mine was the sweetest lullaby, my eyes fluttering closed on their own volition. But before I let the drugging promise of sleep pull me under, I cupped Giana’s face, bringing her eyes to mine.
“I don’t like this plan, but I trust you.” My voice was a mere whisper, barely bridging the space between us. “I trust you to make it out of this. I trust you to come home to me, do you understand?”
She nodded, a soft smile curling on her lips that sent a pang of warmth straight to my chest. “I love you too. And I will fight with everything I have to make it back to you.”
I pressed my brow against hers, soaking in her warmth as my eyes shuttered closed. “I love you more than life itself, little devil.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Giana
Thevanrumbleddownthe street, the night breeze whistling around us. I leaned into Merrick as he wrapped an arm around me and took a deep breath. My chest felt lighter than it had ever since we got the call about the fire and I knew it was because of Merrick. I never thought I’d like half of the things he did to me, but it was different with him, hell, with any of my guys. I loved them all and trusted them not only with my heart but also with my body. It was like he knew all the dark and depraved thoughts in my head and was more than willing to help me live out my fantasies.
“I still don’t think it’s fair that you got the seat next to my sugar when you spent the whole afternoon inside her.” Spade glared at Merrick yet again as he smugly leaned back, curling me into hischest. I sputtered out a laugh, barely covering my mouth before the sound burst from it. Some of Spade’s ire dissipated at that as he winked. “It’ll be my turn next, baby, and I’m not going to let you get any sleep when I’m inside you.”
Even Kellan’s jaw ticked. Of course, because Merrick and I went to sleep still wrapped in each other. Kellan and Spade had walked in on the two of us just after we’d woken up, Merrick’s cock was hard once again, and my body burned with desire as he filled me completely. We’d exchanged sleepy kisses before they grew more passionate as my hips rocked against his, grinding myself down on his length. We were already on round two by the time Spade and Kellan walked in.
To say they were pissed was an understatement, but I didn’t regret a moment of it. Besides, I had no doubt that after tonight, the two of them would try to steal me away every moment they got. They thought I didn’t know about their competitive streaks, but how could I not? It’s not like they tried to hide it. But I knew they were pretending to be sneaky, so I kept playing along.
I was glad to have these moments with them, letting the normalcy of it all sink in before tonight.
