Page 93 of Recon Rendezvous

“What do you want me to do?” Her head tilts as our eyes meet, and a nervous energy surrounds her, and I can’t have that.

Bringing our bodies together, our lips brush, and I say softly, “Be you. You’re perfect. I don’t need or want anything else. You’re more than enough.”

Those lips that I love and will never get enough of smile against mine.

“Who knew I’d be ruined at the first taste of you. Ten minutes in heaven was all it took for you to wreck me. You were right to leave me. I wasn’t worthy then, but you knocked some sense into me and I’m finally the man who deserves you. You come first, always.”

All that sass returns as she lifts a brow. “I better.”

“Never doubt that your pleasure is my love language.” I smile before falling serious. “But I heard what you said, and if I haven’t made it clear, I want every damn dream with you.”

Her brows pinch as she watches me. “Everything in me is screaming to believe you, to believe in us.”

“You know the real me better than anyone, but if you don’t believe in me just yet, believe in you. Trust yourself,” I practically beg as I cup her face.

Those eyes that mesmerized me that first night sparkle now as they meet mine.

“I do. I wouldn’t be here with anyone else. Only you.”

Thank fuck.

Eating up that infinitesimal space, our lips meet in a kiss full of so much promise and my fate is sealed. I will never be without her again.

“Come on, cakes. Turn around, it's time for me to unwrap my present. I can't wait to get my hands and mouth on the treats underneath this stunning dress.”

She shivers, her eyes closing as she turns away, and my hand goes to her delicate throat as I tilt her head and pull her against me. A wanton sound leaves her as she leans back into me, her ass pressing against my already hard cock and my nose goes to her silky, dark strands. Inhaling her, my dick throbs as we move together, my hands exploring, and I can’t tear myself away to get her out of this dress.

“I love your snarky mouth, but I'm loving this side of you. You can be such a good girl,” I growl, kissing down her neck, before biting into that rich skin, sucking just a little and she moans.

“The best girl.”

She sure is. The best thing in my life. Bar none.

Sliding my hands down her sides, over those shapely hips and thighs, I close my eyes thankful to get to have her like this again. I don’t know what I would have done if I lost her.

“Don't mind me, I'm just looking for the zipper on this thing,” I say, my hands roaming up her stomach, cupping her tits.

“Nope, not there,” she giggles, and my hands continue exploring, grasping and caressing her beautiful soft curves.

Unable to resist any longer, the need to have her bare and open beneath me making me dizzy, my hand moves to the back of her neck, my fingers trailing gently down her back.

“Here it is. Let's get you out of this fabulous dress. While it’s beautiful on you, it'll look even better on my floor.”

The air in the room grows still as each tick of the zipper reveals her smooth skin. No longer able to wait to feel her in my arms, I hurriedly push the dress down, helping it over her hips, and finally it pools at her feet before she steps out and turns to me.

“Fuck, you’re perfect. Except for the fact that you've been walking around all night with no panties, and you didn’t tell me.”

She shrugs, all rolling hips as she saunters past me, climbs into our bed, and crawls to the center. That perfect peach teasing and tempting me to follow behind her ready to dive in and taste all the sweetness I've missed.

“Stay right there,” I say, and she turns to look at me over her shoulder. “Such a beautiful sight on all fours.” Giving my dick a squeeze my eyes roam over her perfectly arched back, those tits swaying enticingly.

“Just like that, cake. Let me see all of you.” Removing my jacket, I toss it next to her dress and for some reason the sight of our rumpled clothing together sends a little jolt through me.

My dirty girl doesn't disappoint knowing exactly what I need, a little show. My attention is locked in as her breasts meet the navy comforter, and with her head turned to me, she’s perfectly on display. She spreads her legs a little wider showing off her perfect little holes I can’t wait to taste and fuck until neither of us can walk.

My shirt’s next and the appreciation onLittle Mrs. Mine’sface has my dick throbbing.

“Have you missed me, babycakes?” I murmur softly.

---