“You never have,” she whispered and leaned up into his kiss.
Soft, slow, and sweet, he made love to her mouth, licking across her lips before easing between them and rubbing his tongue sensuously along hers. He darted and flicked, enticing her to follow back into his mouth where he sucked on her. His teeth grazed her bottom lip as he drew back only to press nibbling kisses along her throat. His hands slipped under the edge of her shirt, and he moved back only long enough to tug it off over her head before trailing kisses along her shoulder.
“We should talk.” Her memories were still a little jumbled, and she thought talking to him would help her sort them out.
“Later,” he murmured, his tongue tracing the lacy top of her bra cup.
“Jensen will be by.” Her head drooped back on her shoulders, though, offering him full access to any part of her he desired to touch.
“He can wait.”
He eased her off his lap and left her lying sideways on the bed. He made quick work of her jeans and panties then took his time removing her bra, stopping to lick and suck at her nipples until they were dark red and swollen from his attention.
“Slade.”
He chuckled at her husky moan then moved his mouth lower, over her ribcage before dipping in to explore her belly. With every caress of his tongue, she knew where he was headed. She flipped between holding her breath then panting as she waited for him to get there. Just when she thought she’d never last, he spread her wide and let his tongue glide over the swollen nub of her clit. He traced slow circles, not touching her anywhere else though she wanted his fingers inside her, wanted him to kiss lower and thrust his tongue deep into her. Slade took his time, and in doing so, drove her absolutely wild. To the point she was a wiggling, begging mess.
“Please, Slade. Please.”
“Soon,” he crooned and rubbed his tongue over then around her clit.
“Now,” she demanded and was rewarded with the vibration of his chuckle against her folds.
She reached for him, fisting her hands in his hair and doing her best to urge him closer. Still, he took his time, teasing and exploring until she swore she’d spontaneously combust from the fire he had raging through her. Then his tongue moved a little faster. Flick, flick, jab. Flick, flick, slow glide around. He was killing her.
“Slade!”
One minute, she was screaming his name, ready to voice any threat she thought might work on him. The next, she was simply screaming as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked greedily as he slammed two big fingers inside her channel. She came immediately and didn’t even feel guilty for the way she soaked him with her juices. Instead, she took pleasure in the sounds of him slurping her up as he did his best to lick her clean. He worked her higher, and sent her flinging into the skies once more.
Before she could recover enough to even blink her eyes open to track him, he was over her again. Naked flesh glided along hers as he slid her knees along his arms until they rested at his elbows. His cock rose hard and thick between them, and she licked her lips, wanting more than anything to taste him as thoroughly as he had her.
“Later,” Slade said, and damned if that didn’t seem to be his favorite word all of the sudden.
Then she wasn’t thinking at all. He thrust deep, giving her every inch until she swore nothing existed outside his possession of her. Pain and pleasure blurred until he eased back just enough so she could breathe. He set a fast rhythm. One that had her screaming with another orgasm within seconds. Still he pumped his hips, riding her hard.
“No!” she growled when he was suddenly gone.
“Hands and knees,” Slade ordered then helped her into the position he wanted.
He moved onto the bed behind her, entering slow and easy. He palmed her ass cheeks, squeezing and spreading them. She shuddered as she remembered what they’d done in his bedroom at home. The way he’d taken her ass, claiming and owning it as he did every other part of her. Was he thinking of taking her there again? Did she want him to?
“Yes,” he crooned at her ear as he came over her back. “You want me there again. And I plan to take your ass as often as I can.”
She moaned, turning her head to meet the heat of his gaze. He had her so hot and impossibly close to a fourth orgasm.
“Not this time, though. Right now, I plan to reward this hot, little pussy with my seed. Let your womb lap it all up and see what we can plant in your belly.”
He wanted a baby. He wanted her pregnant with his baby. So many emotions tumbled through her. She forgot her need to make sense of the memories she was recovering and focused only on him and the new life they might create. They would create. If not this time, then soon. One day soon, she’d have Slade’s baby growing inside her. Part him. Part her.
“And when your belly’s ripe and full with our baby, this is how I’m going to take you. On your hands and knees with my cock tunneling in and out from behind.” His hands slid under her to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. “These will get so big and swollen with milk. I want to taste you. Taste what you’ll feed our son or daughter.”
“Oh, God.” The picture he painted had her clenching tight around him.
“Yeah, that turns you on. Turns me on, too.”
He lifted his torso off her, gripped her hips, and pounded into her again. Broken cries left her lips. She had no idea what words she used or if they were even comprehensible. All she knew was she was coming again. Her sheath tightened around his pistoning shaft, as she tried and failed to keep him locked inside her. He plunged and retreated. His hand sweeping under her to lie low along her belly so his fingers could pluck and pinch at her clit. Higher she flew. Until lights seemed to dazzle behind her tightly closed eyelids.
Slade came with a roar, his cock surging deep. She wailed at the heated splash of his seed and swore she felt a spark deep inside her womb before the pleasure sent her flying. Slade collapsed against her, and she reveled in the feel of his body pressed fully along hers.