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Chapter Nine

Rhys had every intention of going over to Sadie’s, cool, calm and collected. All he wanted to do was talk and ask her side of the story. This distance she’d put between them was killing him and he didn’t know what to do about it. He didn’t understand what was going on with this Carys situation. From what he observed, the two of them seemed to be getting along fine. Or maybe he was only seeing what he wanted to see. Admittedly, when the three of them were together, Sadie didn’t talk as much but he didn’t really think anything of it.

He called Sadie several times, only getting voicemail. By the afternoon, he was determined to talk to her and demand answers. His calm resolve flew out the window the moment she opened the door, however. There he was, worried sick about their relationship wondering what was happening to them, and Sadie answered the door so nonchalantly like she hadn’t lost a bit of sleep. Something within him snapped.

He grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, not bothering with gentleness. There were a number of emotions whirling through him: anger, confusion, lust and he gave every bit of himself in that kiss. With one arm hooked around Sadie’s waist, he slammed the door shut. Rhys gripped a handful of her hair to hold her head still when she attempted to turn away from him. “No you don’t. You can’t avoid me now.”

His cock sprang to life as it always did when he was this close to her. Rhys ground his erection against her pelvis. Needing to taste her all over, he pressed his tongue against her closed lips. “Open up for me, baby. Let me in.”

Sighing against his mouth, Sadie parted her lips as he commanded. Rhys wasted no time, slipping his tongue inside her mouth, exploring the sweet recesses within. Damn, she tasted good. He doubted he could ever get enough of her. When she was in his arms like this, nothing else mattered. They belonged together. If he had his way, they’d be together for the rest of their days. But apparently, Sadie needed a little convincing.

Where her hands had been splayed against his chest in an attempt to push him away, they now grasped fistfuls of his shirt as she clung to him. With a deep throaty moan, Sadie pushed her tongue against his, giving as good as she got. Her fingers threaded through his hair and nails scrapped against the nape of his neck. It drove him wild when she did that.

“Hold on, love,” he warned before cupping her ass. He lifted her in his arms. With Sadie’s legs wrapped around his waist, he carried her up the stairs not stopping until he reached her bedroom. It seemed like forever since he’d had her in his arms like this, their bodies this close, though in reality it probably wasn’t more than a couple weeks. Still, not being able to kiss or touch her as he liked had been absolute torture.

Placing Sadie on her feet, he wasted no time, stripping her of every article of clothing. When she tried to help him, he shoved her hands away. Removing her clothing was his job and he’d be damned if she denied him the pleasure. Once all that gorgeous brown skin was exposed, Rhys took a step back to stare at his prize.

She was so lovely. Large beautiful breasts with dark suckable nipples. He could already taste them. That soft slightly rounded belly that flared out to womanly hips. He loved the curves and nuances of her body.

Sadie squirmed beneath his gaze. When she attempted to cross her arms over her breasts, he grabbed them. “Don’t.”

A nervous titter spilled from her kiss-swollen lips. “You know it makes me nervous when you look at me like that.”

“Darling, there’s absolutely no need to be. You’re gorgeous and won’t stop telling you that.” He dropped a kiss on her shoulder and then another on her collarbone. He made a trail of kisses to her breasts before cupping them in his hands and pushing them together. He buried his face against their softness, reveling in the way her nipples sprang to life without him touching them. She was so responsive to his touch and he loved it. Catching a tight nubbin between his teeth, he nibbled it and bit down gently.

“Oh,” she cried out softly, her hands gripping his shoulders, her nails digging deep.

Rhys licked and sucked each nipple in turn, taking his time doing the things he’s fantasized about these past weeks. He continued his exploratory descent, pressing his lips inside the valley of her breasts to her navel. Dropping to his knees he ran his fingers over the tight curls between her thighs.

Sadie squirmed beneath his touch, her grip tightening on his shoulders as her moans became frantic. “Rhys. Oh, Rhys.”

“That’s it, love. Say my name again.”

“Rhys. Please.”

“Please what? Tell me what you want me to do. Do you want me to do this?” He slid a finger along the length of her damp folds. She was already wet for him. Her labia was slick and her thighs glistened with honey. A smile of smug satisfaction curved his lips. The sight of his beautiful Sadie so hot and moist for him made his dick so goddamn hard he was sure it would bust a hole in his pants. It gave him pleasure to know that he turned her on.

“Yes, God Yes!”

“Rhys. But that’s okay, darling. By the time I’m finished with you, mine will be the only name you’re calling out. Plant your feet further apart, love. Spread those thighs.”

Sadie complied without argument. Had he known things would turn out this way, he would have come over sooner. “Do you like this?” He placed his thumb against her clit and caressed it in a circular motion.

“Mmmhmm.”

Parting her plump pussy lips, he admired her succulent pink flesh, just ready to be eaten. Removing his thumb to replace it with his mouth, he latched on to her swollen button.

“Yes, Rhys! Just like that.”

Without moving his head, he guided her leg over his shoulder to hold her steady and to give him better access to her hot juicy cunt. Jesus Christ. How in the world had he gone these last several days without doing this? He flicked his tongue against her clit in in rapid motions. Slowly, he pushed a finger into her damp heat. So tight. She’d feel great around his cock, just as she always did. As much as he wanted to fling her on the bed and bury himself inside of her Rhys forced himself to hold off. He was determined to push her to a climax before he sunk inside of her warmth.

Sadie bucked her hips, smashing her pussy against his face, wetting him with her juices as she slowly moved up and down on his finger. Rhys slipped another digit inside of her and then one more, stretching and preparing her to take every inch of him. He raised his head to look up at her, his gaze colliding with passion-glazed brown eyes. “That’s itlove, ride my fingers. Ride them like you want this.”

She worked her hips on his hand with a fervor that made him so horny, he didn’t know how much longer he could hold out. Sadie in her aroused state was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Licking and sucking on the slick folds of her sex, he made certain not a single inch had gone unattended by his tongue. Rhys slammed his fingers in and out of her, matching her frantic rhythm until she released an excited scream.

“Yes! I’m coming! I—oh!” She shook against him, her hands gripping his shoulders so tightly there would probably be bruises the next day, but Rhys didn’t give a damn. He was too busy lapping up all her delicious honey. This was pussy he’d walk for miles through the desert for—pussy that made him want to shout to the entire world that it was his. And it was. This was his pussy and he wanted—no needed to be inside of it.

Gently, he pushed her hands away and shrugged her leg off before standing up. He tore off his clothes in a hurry, eager to have her. Sadie undid his belt buckle and trousers. With one hand she pulled his pants down and used the other to reach inside his boxers to take possession of his cock.

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