Page 29 of One Weekend in London

“Oh God, yes.” Eyes sliding closed, she drops her head back, every modicum of control she harnesses further eroding with each passing second. “Please, Rhys. I need you inside me.”

I push the lace aside, growling at the feel of her soaked pussy against my fingers. “Fuck, you’re perfect. So wet and ready for me.”

I slide one finger inside her, then two, marvelling at the way her walls clench around me as my thumb circles her clit, mercilessly drawing pleasure from her that’s mine to take. She cries out, her hips fervently rocking against my hand, desperate for more.

“That’s it...” My thumb moves faster, memorising each movement she makes as she bucks her hips. “Be my good girl and ride my fingers. Take what you need. What your sweet little body craves.”

Doing as she’s told, her body undulates against mine, lost to the pleasure—a mere fraction of what I intend to give her. Her breathy moans act as music to my ears.

With each plunge of my fingers and move of her hips, she races closer to the brink, her tight walls fluttering around my soaked fingers, her clit pulsing beneath my thumb.

“Faster, Sadie,” I command, my voice rough with need as I clench my jaw, my neck cording from the strain. “Fuck my hand faster, love, so I can feel you come, shattering—”

She screams, her pleasured cry echoing through the capsule as her body shudders, wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over her in one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever witnessed.

Determined to wring every ounce of pleasure from her that her body has to give, I work her through it, my fingers never stopping their relentless assault, until she’s lying boneless and sated in my arms, her chest pressed to mine, panting for much-needed breath.

“Rhys,” she breathes, her face tucked into the crook of my neck. “That was...”

“Just the beginning,” I finish for her, running my non-soaked hand up and down her back, lightly trailing my fingers along her spine. “I plan on spending the rest of the weekend making you come over and over again until you forget your own name, along with any plans you have to leave come Monday.”

She shivers in my arms and sits up, putting unwanted space between us, her eyes dazed and glassy. “Rhys, I—”

Our slow-moving capsule reaches the bottom, the moment shattered.

I curse under my breath, ready to douse the entire ride in petrol then set it ablaze until nothing is left but ash and plume, when Sadie scrambles to her feet, standing on shaky legs, her flushed cheeks once more the prettiest shade of pink.

I’m trembling with the force of my restraint as I stand, every fibre of my bloody being screaming at me to pull her back into my arms, to finish what we started.

But I hold steady, knowing there’s still time.

I have other plans for today, plans that involve worshipping her properly until she’s screaming in ecstasy as she comes on my cock, unable to stop herself from readily accepting the invitation my heart’s already made.

Stay with me, Sadie...

After cleaning up with a handful of serviettes, I close the small space she’s created between us, the compulsion to touch her insurmountable. Palming her face, I bend down and take her lips in a kiss that’s the opposite of the desperation-driven one we shared before.

This one is slow and sweet.

But just as fucking intoxicating.

And just as hard to break.

“Come with me,” I murmur, tearing myself away and turning, leaving her dazed. She remains silent as I gently pull her to my side and rest my hand on her back, guiding her out of the capsule toward the cars where Mark stands waiting, his eyes scanning the area. “I have another surprise for you.”

She looks up, smiling softly.

“Lead the way.”

When we reach the car, a comfortable silence stretching between us, I help her in, ensuring she’s buckled and safe, one primary thought consumes me, repeating in my mind.

By the time this weekend is over, I’m going to steal Sadie’s heart, making it impossible for her to walk away. My soul has found its mate; I’ll be damned if I let her go now.

Her leaving is simply no longer an option.

CHAPTER 12

Sadie

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