Page 8 of Ruthless Redemption

“Fuck, I missed you.” His hands tightened and I felt the first spread of my cheeks that opened everything to his perusal.

With the sound of my roaring pulse in my ears, I looked back to see his hooded eyes devouring me and a level of desire that humbled me.

His fingers moved further south and toyed with the slick heat between my legs. My back arched as I reached for more while moaning as I moved. One hand pressed against the small of my back to hold me into place and I mewled in protest.

“I need you.” I trembled on the verge of something big. Tears. Release. Hell, I didn’t know anymore. With every emotion now melding together I was nothing more than a squirming mass of feelings. I swallowed hard as he slid one finger inside me on an excruciatingly slow glide.

“Houston, please.” I don’t know what I was asking for. Well, I did, but there was more. Something deeper that I couldn’t seem to grasp.

“I know, baby,” he said softly as he bent forward and gently bit at my naked skin.

He stroked me with a leisurely, but obviously methodical tempo that caused an immediate reaction as my muscles clenched at the gathering tension inside me. He could easily make me come like this, but it isn’t what I want. Not right now.

Lost in my head, I barely noticed the bed shift underneath me or the sound of a condom package ripping until I felt the front of his thighs brush the back of mine and the head of his cock nudging next to his finger at my opening.

I knew I was on the verge of losing my mind, but I was also desperate for more of him.

“Look at me, Izzy.”

I turned again and peeked over my shoulder. His eyes looked even darker and the intensity of them made my heart skip a beat. He had to have noticed that I was on the razor thin edge of control and that it took monumental control on my part not to shove back and impale myself on his cock.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

I didn’t need to ask him what he meant. We both knew.

“Please,” I whimpered.

“Please what?”

I swear the sound I made next sounded like a growl and he met it with a chuckle.

“Just do it already,” I cried, the quicksand of desperation completely swamping me. “I can’t take anymore teasing.”

My outburst must have satisfied whatever permission he wanted from me, because one minute I was on the verge of tears I needed him so bad and the next a storm of sensation exploded as he thrust deep in one mind blowing push forward.

I screamed as my clenched muscles gave way to the welcome invasion that hit every pleasure point I didn’t remember existed. My back arched and I was pretty sure I stopped breathing.

But within it all, I couldn’t believe how alive I felt as he pulled back and then slammed home again. Tears were in my eyes again, but this time there was no sadness in them. I had missed him even more than I’d thought and for a while I had let myself believe that I would never feel like this again.

There was a little fear behind it all as a tiny voice in my head reminded me not to get used to this. That he didn’t belong to me, but I pushed it away before it could take hold. All that mattered was this moment. This man and the way he made me feel.

I was whole again.

Tremors of pleasure shook my limbs as I dropped my head to the bed, unable to hold myself up.

He pulled away from me then and I yelled in protest.

That got me another chuckle as I realized he wasn’t leaving me, he was flipping me over.

“Want to watch you come apart for me.” He groaned deep when he thrust back inside. “Fuck, babe. You are so tight. Fucking perfect.”

His coarse words fed everything inside me already welling to the surface as the orgasm hit me with sheer blinding force.

“Don’t stop,” I begged as I clawed at his shoulders and biceps.

“Not a fucking chance,” he growled before dipping low to capture my mouth in a fierce kiss.

God, I was pretty sure I could kiss him all night if given half the chance. Rough, slow, whatever. I’d take it however he wanted to give it. If that meant that I harbored an underlying need to be dominated like this I didn’t care. It was my choice and that’s all that mattered.

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