Page 224 of Keep This Promise
“Hear it now. My heart knows what it wants.”
The breath in my lungs expels slowly, and my heart begins to race. “And what does it want?”
“You.”
His mouth is on mine, and I wrap my arms around his neck. We play for power, each teasing the other, as Holden walks me backward toward the bed. When the back of my knees hit, he breaks the kiss and then jerks his chin.
“Lie down.”
I really wish I didn’t find him being bossy so damn hot, but I do.
I’m lying back on my elbows when he pulls my shorts off, leaving me completely naked. The heat in the room rises as he stares down at me. There is no mistaking the lust in his eyes as he licks his lips.
Thinking he might join me on the bed, I jerk up when he goes to his knees and then slides me to the edge of the bed.
“I thought—” I start to say something about him lying with me, but he opens my legs and places a kiss on the inside of my thigh.
“You thought what?”
My breathing is faster, and I feel incredibly self-conscious. It’s been so long since I’ve had this done to me. My ex hated it, and the two other times Holden and I have been together, foreplay wasn’t exactly in the cards.
“Nothing. I have no thoughts,” I say, wishing that were the truth.
He chuckles against my skin and then blows a stream of air against my core. Oh, sweet Lord.
That is nothing compared to what comes next. His tongue slides along my seam, and I nearly jump off the bed. Holden’s hands are locked on my legs, keeping me where he wants me. I fall back, unable to hold myself up as he licks and circles my clit. His tongue moves in soft, easy strokes and then quickens. I pant and moan, sweat trickling down my neck as I fight to hold back.
Not because I don’t very much want to come, but because I never want this to end.
My muscles strain as the pleasure builds in a steady rhythm. Each touch like the beat of a drum, and Holden knows every time to strike. The pounding in my ears grows louder, and I bite hard on my lip, trying to keep from yelling.
Holden’s finger slides into me, which is almost my undoing, and my eyes roll back. Dear God. I am going to lose my mind.
I can’t hold on any longer. It’s too much. Too perfect.
My hands fist in the blanket as I lose my mind in the most perfect orgasm of my life.
His name falls from my lips as he continues to wring out whatever pleasure he can, and as I start to come back to myself, he kisses his way up to my neck.
“You’re even more perfect when you come.”
I laugh softly at that. “I think you are perfect when I come.”
He smiles down at me. “Good. I plan to be perfection a lot.”
“A bit presumptuous, aren’t we?” I tease.
“Hopeful.”
So am I.
He moves us so I’m on top. “You’re in control, sweetheart. What do you want?”
“You,” I say simply.
I want him and us and the possibility of a future and family. It feels so surreal, but there it is. Holden is exactly the man I have longed for.
“Then I’m yours.”
