Page 44 of Shielded Secrets

I headed toward the study to get to the others I had to check in with, but the further I walked away from where Kelly went, the more I missed her. She was with me all the time. She was never far, and I hated the distance between us each time we had to split up.

Because I don’t want to. I don’t want to fear losing her for any length of time again.

Once things were wrapped up here, I hurried to find Kelly and get her home for this dinner date. I didn’t want to take her out. I didn’t want to lose any time with her in public. I wanted her all to myself.

Lev caught me at the door, though, pulling me aside. “Hey, has she said if she might agree to…?” He raised his brows.

“Not yet. And I haven’t pushed her. But there’s time yet. She’s not expected to work at that building until Tuesday.”

He nodded, backing up and letting me go.

I eased Kelly away from Eva, who was again plying her with all kinds of bridal and wedding talk. And I didn’t apologize, either. I was that eager to be deep inside my woman and filling her with my cum.

She seemed to know how badly I desired her too because with just one look, she smiled that sexy little smile that hinted at lots of naughty fun to be had.

The whole way home, she leaned across the console and kissed me, groped me, and teased me as much as she could without making me cause an accident.

As soon as I parked, we got out and ran to the elevator. And there, I slammed her against the wall and kissed her. She moaned into my mouth, just as ravenous for me as I was for her.

“You said,” she got out between kisses and panted breaths as we rode up to my floor, “something about dinner?”

I shook my head. “I need you more.”

She nodded, jumping into my arms as I picked her up. “Yeah.” She kissed me again, sucking on my tongue and making me growl with need. “We can have an appetizer first.”

The second the elevator doors slid open, I hauled her inside and hurried to get her clothes off. She helped, grabbing for our garments too, but her hands got in the way.

“Wait.” I got her shirt and bra off her chest, but they got stuck, snagged at her wrists. I forced her bound hands over her head. “Keep those right there.”

She obeyed, watching as I stripped. Then once I was naked, with my cock jutting out and pointing at her, I picked her up and carried her to bed.

Bouncing on the mattress after I tossed her down, she gasped in surprise at how quickly I was moving. I grabbed her ankles, yanking her to the edge of the bed, and peeled off her pants and panties. She was naked, all that soft, unblemished skin for me to feast on. Save for her shirt and bra tying her wrists together, she was bare and not trying to hide.

“I will never get enough of you, Kelly. Never.” With my fingers digging into her thighs, I pulled her further down on the bed. She hovered at the edge, and I didn’t waste time lowering to my knees and kissing her.

She arched up at the press of my mouth on her mound. Then she let out that sexy moan I loved to hear from her lips as I traveled lower. I swiped my tongue over her slit, groaning hungrily at the tang of her juices on my tastebuds.

“Yes, Rurik. Please. Please…”

“Please what?” I taunted, wanting her to explore with more naughty talk. She came so much harder when she did.

“Please lick my pussy. Please.”

I grinned, doing as she said. Once I had her wheezing and gasping to catch her breath, I paused. She writhed on the mattress, trying to hump my face.

“What else?”

She groaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me with that big dick.”

I couldn’t hold back. I didn’t want to. Not every time was hurried and frantic like this. In the back of my mind, though, I worried that I would never have enough time with her. A lifetime wouldn't be enough to satisfy me. There was so much more to learn, to explore, and to love with her.

Rising up on the bed, I grinned at her confinement. She obeyed me, keeping her arms up over her head. Her fingers were twisted together as she wrung them with her shirt and bra binding her hands close.

This could all be mine. She could be mine, only mine, and I let myself get carried away with that intoxicating promise as I lined myself up to her wet entrance and thrust in. With a long, steady, and hard stroke, I slammed into her tight heat.

Then I growled, feeling like a beast ready to rut into her. Staying still, I looked my fill, raking my gaze over her naked body. Every curve, every inch of her smooth, soft skin. The dark pink of her nipples and the swells of her tits. Her neck was strained with her arching up at the fullness of me wedged all the way to the hilt inside her pussy.

Shewasmine, because no one else would ever feel this good. No other woman could ever make me feel this possessive and primitive, eager to own her.

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