“We’re already past the point of no return, Jeremy.” His hands clenched around my thighs. “No take-backs. No returns. No refunds. Just…” His body stilled, holding me in place almost like a statue as if he was holding his breath. “No lies. No games. Not between us,” I added. He made an animal-like sound before his mouth crashed to mine.
The kiss was passionate.
Wet and deep. His hands tangled in my hair, fingers dragging against my scalp to get control of my head to move me however he needed. Our tongues dueled and teeth scraped. Like gasoline to a bonfire, we burned hotter, needier. Hornier.
Our hands were a flurry of movement.
“You’re wearing too much,” I pouted and felt his lips move upward before he slowly set me down on the ground.
Without looking away, he pulled his shirt up, exposing his sculpted chest. He was all smooth and golden tanned skin. When it was gone, I reached for his belt, but his hands covered mine and he shook his head as he walked backwards, leading the two of us towards the bed.
“Turn,” he ordered, and my mouth went dry. Yeah, maybe I had pushed the beast a little too far? “Now, Teresa,” he demanded sternly. My thighs pressed together on their own.
“Tere,” I softly corrected.
“Maybe to everyone else, but to me you’re Teresa. You’re mine. Mi cielo. My everything.” Shit. With sweet words like that, I would never be able to give him shit. I did as he asked and turned around, giving him my back. “Good girl. Now close your eyes.”
“Or what?” I guessed giving him shit came naturally.
“Or I’m going to blindfold you, bend you over my knee, and spank this perfect ass until my hand is perfectly imprinted on each fucking cheek. And trust me, cielo, I’ll have you begging me for more while you apologize for being a bad girl and not listening to what your man needs you to do.” My thighs pressed together as I tried to control my errant breathing.
“Fine,” I mumbled under my breath because I was almost positive he wasn’t bluffing. I shut my eyes and shivered when I felt him stand closer, his big almost mitt-size hands resting on my hips.
“Good girl,” he praised. I never got the whole praise kink thing when I read it in books, but hearing the growl-like quality in his tone, I now did.
Carefully, he brushed my hair off my neck, letting it hang off one side. His lips found that spot again, the one that had my toescurling inside of my shoes and made me uncomfortably wet. The ache between my legs grew in intensity.
“Jeremy—“
“Shh… trust me, Teresa,” he whispered. My skin broke out in goose bumps. Part of me, the cynical, sarcastic side, wanted to buck at his words. Trust didn’t come easy to me. But I couldn’t lie to him or myself, because at the end of the day, I wasn’t sure when it happened, but I trusted him. Completely.
Even with how worked up he was, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that if I said we needed to stop, he would.
His hands left my hips and traveled up my back until they stopped at the zipper. Slowly, he pulled it down. Cool air immediately hit my overheated, exposed skin. I took a sharp breath. The tips of Jeremy’s thick fingers dragged down my spine, and I couldn’t stop the way my body melted into his touch.
That’s when I felt it.
His lips pressed teasingly soft kisses to my skin that made me burn from the inside out. From the back of my neck, his mouth traveled leisurely down to just above my lower back. He straightened. Both of our breathing was jagged. His hands moved to push down the material of my sundress, first my right arm, then my left, before he let gravity take hold of the fabric until it pooled by my feet.
“Turn around, sweetheart,” he ordered, and I did.
Silently, I stared at him, taking in the way he soaked in the sight of my naked body in front of him. Part of me wanted to cover up, but I couldn’t, not when he stared at me like I was the most precious yet sexy thing he’d ever laid eyes on.
“I knew you’d be breathtaking, but fuck.” He bit his fist, and I chewed on my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing.
“You’re ridiculous.”
“I’m yours,” he answered, dropping his hands to his sides.
“Now it’s your turn.” With shaky hands, I reached out to undo his belt, but Jeremy had other plans. He shook his head as his hands took hold of mine.
“Uh-uh,” he grunted, and before I knew it, my feet no longer touched the ground.
Carefully, he set me down in the middle of the bed. My legs spread wider to accommodate his large body. I stared up at him and, without thinking, words slipped past my lips. I instantly wanted to take back.
“Should I be worried about how many girls you’ve hooked with up on this thing?” I asked like the smartass I was, more than likely ruining the mood. But he chuckled easily and shook his head before covering my body with his own.
“Cielo, I’m trying focus on the beauty I have in front of me, and you’re trying to make me laugh?” he asked, peppering kisses against my jaw.
