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When I opened my eyes, our heated gazes collided in the reflection of the full-length mirror. It was one of the most erotic moments of my life.
I hooked my arm up to grip the back of his neck, needing him even closer to me as he slowly fingered me in the most provocative way. My full breasts were on display, rising and falling as I whimpered and moaned from his touch.
His eyes moved to my erect nipples in the mirror, and his hand slid down from my throat to cup my breast. “You’re so beautiful, Talia,” he growled into my ear at the contact.
“You,” I choked out, deciding he needed to know the truth. “You’re why I named my restaurant Talia’s. Because whenever you called me that, I felt safe. I don’t know how to describe the way you make me feel. Even when we were fake hating each other, I just . . .”
He stared deep into my eyes, his chest meeting mine with each deep inhalation. “You don’t have to describe it. I feel it.” His finger went still against my clit, somehow heightening the intimacy of his words. “I placed you on a pedestal years ago, and no one has ever come close to comparing to you. No one ever will.”
My chest tightened, the intensity of the emotions we both felt hitting me hard, and when he started moving his fingers again, I resisted the orgasm threatening to carry me away.
It was too soon. I needed more. More time with the sensations he brought out within me. He knew my body so well for only touching me the first time the other day. He’d ignited a fire inside me, and it raged and burned only for him.
“Make love to me?” I murmured as he held my eyes in the mirror. He nodded his answer, lifting his hand from my panties and releasing my breast.
I lowered my arm, and he circled me while working the buttons of his shirt free. I slid the material off his powerful shoulders and pushed it down his arms, anxious to take in the sight of him. I caressed the hard planes of his chest and ran my hands over his rippling abs, but he didn’t give me a chance to finish undressing him.
He grabbed my hips, trapping my hands between us as he pulled me against him. He kissed me passionately, his tongue twining with mine, before slowly working his mouth down my body. He paused at my breasts, taking his time to suck each nipple, drawing them into hard points with his teeth, before lowering completely to his knees.
He held onto my thighs while looking up at me, and I shuddered when he slowly dragged my panties down, never breaking eye contact.
Standing there in only my heels, feeling both exposed and protected, I glanced at the mirror. His taut back muscles flexed, and the pale marks from old wounds made my heart ache.
“I’m going to make you come on my tongue, then again once I’m inside you. Is that good with you?”
I swallowed and looked into his eyes as his fingertips buried into the flesh of my ass cheeks, before sighing, “Yes, please.”
A dark and sexy smolder flashed in his eyes as he kissed my sex, a look I was lost in before my head fell back at the flick of his tongue. The man was gifted. After a few heavy breaths, I dropped my focus back to the mirror, only to lose my breath again at the sight of my naked body, in only the black heels, and this sexy man on his knees for me.
My knees buckled.
My face was pink and warm. My hair a mess. My hard, pink nipples a match to my swollen lips.
I tore my hands through his dark locks and swiveled my hips, grinding my center against his face, taking what I needed and loving every moment. But I was anxious for our bodies to connect. I needed to feel him inside me. And I hoped like hell he brought protection, because I wasn’t on the pill.
He kept his face buried between my legs, licking and sucking. I tried to draw out the pleasure, mute the sensations coursing through me. But he was too sexy. Too good. And my stamina was poorly lacking.
When the hand at my ass cheek shifted to my wet center, and he pushed a thick finger inside my tight channel, I cried out and climaxed, unable to stop it from happening. “Yes, yes, oh God yes.” I didn’t care if anyone in the massive house heard me.
Legs quivering, and trying to catch my breath, I nearly doubled over when he pulled his mouth from my pussy. His strong arms steadied me before I stumbled forward in my heels. You’ll always catch me, won’t you?
Holding my arms, he kept his eyes on mine while rising. Drawn to his full height, he gazed down at me and slowly dragged his thumb along the line of his mouth as if tasting me again.
“I’m starving for you,” I whispered, my gaze dropping to his pants, and I began to unbutton them. “My turn.”
“I need to feel you, sweetheart. I can’t wait.”
“And I need to get on my knees for you.” I shoved his pants down, revealing his khaki-colored boxer briefs. “I’ve fantasized about this for too long.” My lips teased into a smile as I steadily worked my gaze up over his muscular body. “I’ll bring you just to the edge. Okay?”
He held my chin, gently drawing my face to his. “You’ve had me on edge since Wednesday night,” he rasped. “I’m not sure I can take much more.”
“You’ll take it until you can’t, I’m sure.” Oh, I was provoking a bull right now, wasn’t I? One that had yet to release his tension as I had.
Ryan’s brows slanted as he studied me, and I got the feeling he was on the verge of taking me hard. My thighs squeezed together at the idea of him losing control and being rough with me.
He pushed down his boxers. “On your knees, then,” he said darkly, his nostrils flaring.
Kicking off his loafers, he stepped free from his pants and boxers, leaving them between us as padding for my knees. God, this man.
