He laughs. "I'm not having this conversation. All you need to know is that yours are the only ones I'm ever going to touch from this point forward."
Wrapping his arm around me, he rolls me to my back. I cradle him to my body with my ankles hooked over his legs.
He pants hard and gathers me into his arms. "I don't want an inch between us while I make love to you."
His mouth covers mine in a sensuous kiss. His hips start moving, and I moan into his mouth as pleasure builds swiftly. I feel his warmth surrounding me, his breath mingling with mine as our bodies move together in perfect harmony. Every touch, every kiss, and every movement is filled with an intensity that leaves me breathless and wanting more.
"I've got you," he whispers. "Let go."
I hunt for his mouth and enjoy the sensual kiss he offers me. It feels like it lasts for an eternity, but then I feel it. The coil of pleasure is about to burst. Tiberius kisses my lips softly before he deepens it, furiously hungry.
His hands roam over my body, igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume us both. The world falls away as we surrender to the passion that binds us together in this moment of pure ecstasy. A wail leaves my mouth, captured in his, as my orgasm tears through me. My muscles convulse around his cock, sucking and pulling. The pleasure doesn't stop. Tiberius curses and I feel him thick and pulsating as he jerks with every pull of his release. His thick, hot cum splashes inside me, and a full-body shudder runs through me.
We collapse together, spent and breathless, our bodies still entwined in the aftermath of our shared release. Tiberius presses a tender kiss to my forehead, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and desire.
"I can't fucking move." He laughs, which turns into a wince when he pulls out of me.
I whimper, and he rolls over on his back, taking me with him so that I'm sprawled across him. Tiberius wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer as we lie in a tangle of limbs, our hearts racing in sync. The room is filled with the sweet scent of sex and satisfaction, a reminder of the intense connection we share in these moments of pure bliss.
He brushes my lips with his own and says, "Happy birthday, sweetheart.”
"Best present ever.” I grin. “Have I told you how my knees go weak when you call me sweetheart?”
“Is that so?”
“Mm-hmm,” I murmur, wiggling closer.
He chuckles. "Once you are healed, I'll be able to fuck you anywhere." He grabs my bottom. "Against the wall in my office. Over the desk."
"I want you again," I say.
"You need a bath and a few days to recover."
"What!" I lift my head and stare at him.
He laughs. “Sweetheart, I have a big fucking cock. You were a virgin. I can't fuck you again until your pussy is no longer raw."
"That isn't fair," I complain, feeling Tiberius harden against me.
Oh, he's ready for more!
"The second the soreness is gone, I will love you over and over again."
"Promise?"
"I promise." He kisses the tip of my nose. "When I can walk again, we'll take a bath, and then I will see about breakfast for us."
"There are a lot of preparations to do today as well," I remind him.
"Yes," he says.
I worry about the party tonight. Tiberius doesn't think there will be any trouble because his men will be everywhere. He's worried about afterward. I'm worried about the whole thing. If Cannon Edge murdered my parents, then what will stop him from killing me?
21
TIBERIUS
The office dooropens and in steps Kinsley. My breath catches at the gorgeous sight of her. She offers me a small smile as she leans back against the closed door. The sound of the lock engaging causes me to raise a brow. My eyes rove over her in the deep-blue evening dress she’s wearing. It hugs every curve of her lush body, making it hard to decide where to focus.