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“I won’t let that shit taint your mind. It was taken care of.”
“Okay,” I whisper, my eyes dropping to his mouth. “It’s kind of hot when you go all primal and commanding.”
His smile is slow and predatory as we enter our bedroom.
“I’m going to take you hard,” he warns as if he thinks I’d have any type of objection.
“Promise?” I tease, knowing it gets him incredibly riled up that I like everything he does to me.
We could make slow love all damn night, and that would be exactly what I need. He could throw me to the floor and press my face into the area rug and fuck me hard until every muscle ached, and it would be exactly what I need. He’s the common denominator.He’swhat I need.
I hiss, mostly in pleasure but some in surprise, when he grips a handful of my hair, using his grip to pull my face closer to his.
“You’re fucking perfect, you know that, right?”
“Vincent,” I whimper, needing his hands on my skin.
The next couple of minutes are a blur of clothes flying and an occasional laugh when he nearly eats the wall, trying to pull his boots off with his jeans tangled around his calves.
I love every aspect of this—that we can go from serious to joking and back to feral in our need for each other.
As rough as he said he needed me, his mouth slows on my skin once I’m naked and splayed out on the bed. He’s reverent in the way he worships my body. He licks and tastes me as if he’s never done it before. It makes every time with him decadent and pleasing.
I ache for him to be inside of me, but I know from experience that trying to rush him doesn’t get me what I want any faster. It doesn’t stop me from pulling on his hair and attempting to urge him higher up my body.
His breath, the near panting sound of it, is the only indication that he’s starting to lose a little of his own control. By the time he’s close enough for me to capture his mouth with mine, I’m already teetering on the edge of orgasm.
His mouth hangs open, his pleasure sparkling in his eyes when he shifts his hips and the tip of his cock presses into me.
“Open,” he whispers, urging me to spread my legs wide.
He drops his head, his gaze directed at our connection. It’s erotic and somehow one of the sexiest things that he does.
“You take me so well, baby. Look at that pussy swallowing me up.”
A wave of chills inch their way over my skin. The man’s filthy talk could easily bring me to orgasm on its own.
I’d tell him as much, but I’m incapable of words. The utter perfection of the way we fit together without a millimeter of space between us always rocks me to my core.
“Need all of you,” I manage to say when he pulls back before pushing all the way in.
He pulls his eyes from our connection to meet mine. “You have every single part of me, Mila. Always. I’m yours.”
“I love you,” I whisper, my hand cupping his cheek as tears spring to my face.
I don’t know how long I’ll get with this man, but I know I’m going to cherish every single second until the universe realizes it gave me more than my fair share.
“Love you so much,” he says, his hips canting forward.
He gives me all that I ask for and more, the rock of his body into mine nearly silent with how slow he takes me.
We whisper promises, make plans, and vow ourselves to each other until the sun sets behind the clubhouse.
“It’s time,” he finally says, my body drained but waiting for him for that last push toward release. “Come for me, baby.”
My back arches, a final wave of pleasure building until I hit the crescendo. He follows me, the pulse of my body matching the rhythmic beat of his.
Chapter 37
