Page 20 of Rocks You Like a Cabernet

She pulls back from only a second. “Then take me inside. I need you, Henrik.”

“As my Princess commands,” I smile into the next kiss she places on my lips. I shuffle us in my apartment, hearing the door slam closed but not seeing it. My hands caress Bryn’s neck, sliding down over her shoulders and ending at her hands as our fingers intertwine.

She laughs at the corny move, but I want to feel all of her tonight. Learn every inch of her body. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

I bring my hands back up, touching the underside of her jaw. I smooth my thumb across her lips. They are so fucking soft. I hear her swallow as I tip her head back, then slowly, I press my lips against hers and she melts against me.

Using every last bit of my willpower, I start to pull away, not wanting to rush her tonight, but her hand slides up my abs. Then, her tongue touches my bottom lip, giving me a taste of her. The last thread of self control I was barely holding on to snaps.

Lifting her into my arms, I hurry to my bedroom. As gently as I can, I toss her on to the bed, quickly falling over her and taking her lips again.

Tangling my legs with hers, I deepen our kiss. She tastes like mint, Bryn and my heavenly destruction. Sliding my hands across her waist, I haul her closer. She whimpers against my tongue, lifting her hand to my face and sliding it back into my hair.

The sound she makes when the tips of my fingers slip under the elastic of her shorts almost makes me come. When she raises her hips, seeking my touch, I know I’ll never be able to deny her anything.

I drag my mouth from hers and nuzzle her ear. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes,” she breathes, and I don’t hesitate to slide my fingers over her public bone, where I’m met with nothing but soft skin and soaking wet heat between her legs.

“Henrik.” She grabs my wrist as I roll two fingers over her clit, then arches as I slide them down farther and enter her slowly. She’s so fucking tight, so wet.

So mine.

“That’s it Princess.” I nip her ear, circling her clit with my thumb as I gently pump my fingers in and out of her. Her eyes close as she begins to clench around me, I cover her mouth with mine.

“Oh. Oh!” she whimpers against my mouth, her nails digging into my biceps as I drag another orgasm from her. With her walls still contracting and her thighs shaking, she falls limply against me.

Slowly, I remove my fingers from inside her and slide my hands from her shorts. With my own heart pounding and my cock harder than it’s ever been, I fall to my back and pull her into my side.

After a couple of minutes, when her breath evens out, I feel her hand begin to slide down my stomach. My dick instantly responds to her touch, and I capture her wrist, stopping her descent.

Chapter Twelve

Bryn

“Please don’t stop,” I tell him. Turning his head towards me, Henrik gives me a blinding smile.

“Princess, that was only the beginning.” Rolling away, I reach for him, needing him to come back but he surprises me by getting up and leaning back on his knees. I watch his every move, captivated by him. “I’m not stopping until you feel me everywhere.” he lifts my knees and yanks my shorts off, tossing them over his shoulder. “Lose the shirt.”

Sitting up, I strip off my blue sweatshirt while he gets off the bed. I see him reach into his nightstand and take out a box of condoms.

“Haven’t you realized by now Princess that I’m obsessed with you?” He opens the box, tossing a few condoms onto the bed. “I’ve been thinking about this moment since the first night we kissed at the cabin.”

Coming back to the bed, he takes off his shorts and I swallow. I’ve seen a lot of him but never all of him. All his powerful muscles, smooth tanned skin and rock-hard cock that is thick and long are a lot to take in.

Wrapping one hand around my ankle, he yanks me down until my back hits the soft bed and he crawls up between my legs.

I never knew how much I longed to feel his skin against mine until this moment. Feeling the rough texture of the hair on his legs, arms and chest, against my smooth skin as his hands roam up my body to grasp both my breasts, I now know I wanted it desperately.

Sitting back on his knees, he lets his eyes wander my body.

“Do you know how crazy you make me?” His gaze meets mine while his hands smooth down my stomach to the tops of my thighs. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you? Wanted you all to myself?”

His hands slide to the backs of my legs, and he tugs me up his lap, exposing even more of me. With my breath caught in the back of my throat and every single one of my nerve endings feelings exposed, I watch him grab a condom and open it.

Slowly, so torturously slow, he slides it down his length. Once it's on, he moves his hands to my inner thighs and up, using his finger to spread me open.

My head presses back into the pillow when his fingers slide inside me. He slips them out and starts to circle my clit. Letting his hands slide away, he leans forward over me until he’s all I can see, all I can feel.

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