Page 16 of Captive Desire

“Here I thought I was stronger than this.” Murmuring his words, he lets out a low moan as his release hits my leg. Running down with the stream of water, he’s left panting.

Satisfied with my touch, he plucks my hand away and kisses my fingertips appreciatively.

“Will you let me have you, or do I have to beg you?” Words coming out raspy, I have no doubt this man will drop to his knees if need be. “I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”

With a heat scorching my insides, I won’t put us both through that suffering.

With a nod, the fire behind his gaze grows larger and larger.

He picks me up, wet body and all. Like I weigh nothing, his arms wrap securely around my legs and back. Carrying me like he would a future bride, he steps out of the shower.

Rather than letting me dry off, he walks me in the direction of the door.

“This is dangerous.” Clinging to him, I tuck my face against his throat. “Don’t think about dropping me.”

His chest rumbles with amusement. “You don’t have to worry about that. I don’t plan on letting you go.”

With that, he carries me out of the bathroom with the full intention of making me his.

Romeo

Carrying her toward the bed, I gently set her down. Not giving a damn about the water rolling off our bodies and soaking the blanket down below, I’m too busy crawling on top of her.

All of these days have been nothing but torture—so many times when I could’ve made her mine but kept myself back.

Now it feels like I’m being rewarded for my patience. Having this woman stirring and withering beneath me is nothing but a dream come true.

Charity is soft, her thighs squish beneath my touch. One teasing trail of my fingers up her leg makes them pull further apart. Her warmth grows the higher I travel.

Reaching the slickness growing between them, I graze her clit and notice the way she jerks. So pent up, I’m surprised she hasn’t begged me to skip the foreplay and get straight to the good part.

As if I’d even consider skipping over this bit.

One digit at a time, her body swallows up three of them. Working on preparing her, my cock is wasting no time coming back to life. I’m more than ready to sink deep into her heat. Slowly pumping them, my thumb grazes her clit once more.

Her nails dig into my shoulders, the sting hardly acknowledged as I’m too busy curling my fingers inside to stroke the fire within her deep and slow.

My cock throbs in pure jealousy as my patience continues to be pushed.

How much longer will I have to wait?

From the way my name comes out, and that familiar whiny tone of her voice, I realize how close she is.

Her moan is drawn out as her walls clench around my fingers. Hitting her peak, her hips lift from the mattress.

The air is filled with nothing but the sound of her uneven breathing. Slowly settling, she catches her breath while staring at me with wide eyes.

Even though I’ve pleasured her plenty of times before, nothing comes close to this. Tucked between her legs with my limbs tense, I’m all but ready to lose myself to her. Reaching my limit, I pull my hand away and grip my arousal.

Spreading her juices along my length, I’m guiding my cock toward her entrance.

“Need inside,” I groan as I feel like I’m on the verge of coming from nothing but the sounds she’s making.

Sounding wrecked, her legs twitch as she tries to keep them apart. Open and ready, not even her orgasm from my fingers is enough to satisfy her. Always so hungry, I’m ready to give her everything she needs.

Filling her with one solid thrust, we moan in unison. Fitting together like we were made for each other, I finally feel at home. Like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.

I don’t realize how badly I missed this warmth until I’m buried deep. As much as I want to pin her down to the mattress and fuck her senseless, I need to make sure this isn’t going to be another one-off moment spent between us. I want this to be permanent.

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