Her lips parted slightly as she inhaled deeply. Our gazes were locked, so I could see the desire in her eyes before she whispered, “Yes.”

Satisfaction and a wave of relief surged through me. I felt free in a way, not having to “play it cool” and hide what I wanted with her. I captured her lips. Everything else disappeared, leaving me to focus on the taste of her and the way her body pressed against mine. I broke away so we could catch our breaths. “Now that you’re not avoiding me, we have a lot to make up for.” Being deprived of her for days was sheer torture.

Her little giggle made me smile. Her hands moved up my shoulders to tangle in my hair, and she pulled me down for another kiss. Her tongue swept against mine and every muscle in my body tightened with need. I wanted todevourher and then start all over again.

“I’ll start making it up to you right now,” she murmured against my lips.

“How?” My palms slid over her ass. I wanted to rip the damn dress off her and claim her as mine,officially.

She disentangled herself from me, and I frowned. However, my disappointment didn’t last long. Her hands trailed down my torso to unbuckle my belt and undo my zipper. My breath caught in my throat as she sank to her knees. A low groan escaped me when she freed my erection. All the while, her eyes stayed locked with mine.

Mia had gotten bolder with each of our sexual encounters. While I liked the sweet innocence she exuded, I loved it when she took what she wanted like this. I gritted my teeth to keep myself in check as she slowly stroked my cock, teasing me like only she could. My breath escaped in a hiss as she took me into her mouth.

Her lips and tongue were like magic, transporting me to a world of pure pleasure. I gazed down at her, feeling that familiar surge of possessiveness that I had only ever experienced with her. She was beautiful... A goddess. This image of her on her knees with my cock in her mouth would forever be in my mind. She used her hand to stroke the parts her mouth couldn’t reach. My hands fisted in her hair as I tried to hold on to my control, but it was no use. Her sweet mouth wreaked too much havoc.

My hips moved involuntarily to meet her mouth, and that domineering part of me that I usually tried to keep in check surfaced. “Take me deeper, Mia,” I ordered.

She looked up at me with those gorgeous, lustful eyes and obeyed, taking me deeper into her mouth as much as she could. Grazing my fingers tenderly over her cheek, I whispered, “Good girl.”

Her eyes darkened with excitement, her nostrils flared, and she clutched my thighs tighter and moved faster. I loved that she got turned on by a little dominance. The way she obeyed andwantedto please me was intensely satisfying. I could tell her reactions were genuine, not forced because she had something to gain from me. I’d experience too much of that with other women. Being with Mia was refreshing... and I needed to be inside her right the fuck now.

I smirked at her groaned protest when I pulled away from her. As gently as I could in my aroused haze, I yanked her to her feet and spun her around. “Bend over,” I said roughly.

She didn’t seem to mind the mild aggression. Her breathing quickened as she obeyed, planting her hands on the window. With jerky movements, I lifted her dress and grabbed her hips to pull her back against me. I entered her with one swift, deep thrust, and we moaned in unison. I moved, slowly at first to give her time to adjust until she pushed back, demanding more.

I picked up the pace, fueled by that primal need to claim and possess, which I was sure most men felt at some point. She matched my frantic movements and kept whimpering my name in that tone that was like music to my ears.

“Michael…” The urgent, pleading note in her voice urged me on.

I leaned over her, my mouth hovering near her ear. “Yes, Mia?”

She let out another whimper in response.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes,”she breathed.

I slid my hand up her body to wrap my fingers around her delicate neck as I pounded into her. My hold was gentle but firm enough to get her excited, because I’d discovered that my woman liked it a little rough. “I’ll give you anything you want, baby.” Those words were true. She’d had me wrapped around her finger since our first date, but I wasn’t willing to admit it before now.

My grip on her neck tightened just a bit, and her walls clenched around me. I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. She was driving me wild, but there was no way I’d leave her behind. My fingers slid between her thighs to work on her clit. With a few more hard thrusts, she shattered. Mia coming undone in my arms was something I’d never tire of.

Her walls pulsating around me triggered my orgasm. Once again, I’d lost my head and I spilled myself inside her. The moment I did, that sliver of panic I couldn’t help feeling slithered in. Recklessly losing myself in the moment was how I’d become a single parent. When my lips left her so we could catch our breaths, something else hit when the mild panic disappeared. It occurred to me that I wouldn’t mind another child withher. For six years I told myself that one was enough, but now…

Shit. I didn’t just want to explore a serious relationship with Mia… I was in love with her. I’d wondered if I was a few times, but the certainty of it hit me hard just now. I gazed down at her, reeling from my emotions. I couldn’t say how I felt out loud yet. That deep-rooted skeptical and fearful part of me demanded that I wait to see how things between us progressed.

Her eyes fluttered open to meet mine. I almost drowned in the golden pools that were cloudy with satisfaction. She looked a little dazed and wore a little smile. My lips lifted in a smile to match hers. I liked seeing her in her just-fucked-and-blissful state. I lifted my hand to caress her cheek.

“That was a little more frantic than I intended,” I whispered.

“I’m not complaining.”

I leaned in to press my lips to her temple, and she sighed softly. Pulling out of her, I frowned at the sight of her crumpled dress. “Looks like I’ll have to get you another dress. You looked fantastic in this one today. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.”

She grinned, and her cheeks glowed pink. “Thanks. I’ve been wanting to hear you say that.”

I’d been wanting all day to tell her. It felt good not having to hold back. Taking her hand, I led her to the bedroom where I’d take my time indulging in her.

Hours later, we lounged in bed, still wrapped up in each other. Mia’s head rested on my chest and she traced little circles on my arms. Her soft, innocent touch was comforting. I lazily ran my fingers through her hair as I stared out the window. After a few energetic and steamy moments, I thought we’d both be asleep.