Page 143 of Wild Card
Dalton grabbed my hips and turned me to face the bed, then kissed and bit my ass cheeks until I was begging him for relief.
“What do you want, darlin’? I’ll give you anything.”
“Rim me. Fill me. Claim me as yours.”
“Yes,” he growled, hot breath gusting over my hole as he parted my cheeks. He lashed his tongue over my rim, making me whimper, then pressed his face into the cleft of my ass and went to work.
He used fingers and lips and tongue to wreck me, tugging my rim open to press his tongue inside. Working it in and out, flicking it over the edges, waking every nerve and making me crave more.
My body shook like a leaf as adrenaline flooded me. My cock rubbed against the mattress beneath me, sending pleasurablejolts through me. If this went on much longer, I’d come before Dalton ever got inside me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he rose behind me. I expected him to pin me to the bed and take me hard, but he pulled me up and into his arms.
“Want to watch your face,” he murmured.
He pressed me back onto the bed, then ripped open his slacks, where his cock was doing its best to burst through the fabric. He shoved off his pants and boxer briefs, then climbed between my legs.
I hooked them around his ribs, and he caught my left thigh and hiked it even higher, bending me in half. He pressed down, kissing me, compressing my ability to breathe. But I’d gladly hold my breath if it meant Dalton’s body on mine.
He snagged the lube and squirted some onto his fingers. He stroked it over his cock. He pressed two fingers into my ass, making sure I was lubed up, but he made quick work of it. By now, I could take his dick easily. My body recognized his shape, relaxed and opened for him, in a way it didn’t for anyone else.
That alone should have told me that I was in love with the man. But I was a stubborn bastard who hid behind walls so much that I didn’t even notice when my heart was throwing open the gate for someone.
He notched his fat cockhead against my rim. I blew out a breath as he spread me, stretched me, the burn so damn good. He pushed forward slowly, making me feel every inch as he slid deep inside.
He stopped only when his hips met my ass. “Good?” he checked.
“Yeah,” I rasped.
He pressed a kiss to my leg, still held in an iron grip. “I love your body,” he murmured. “Your tattoos ripple and move as your chest heaves, and it’s fucking gorgeous.”
“Didn’t know you were a slut for ink,” I said.
He grinned. “Who isn’t?”
I didn’t get the chance to answer. He drew back and thrust in, making me moan with how good it felt, then did it again. He tried a couple of different angles until he nailed my prostate, making me jerk with a cry, and then—like a man with single-minded precision—he hit it again and again until I was losing my mind.
“So good,” he grunted between long, smooth thrusts. “Everything I want.”
“Dalton,” I said, the tension threading through my tone.
“I got you, darlin’.” He stroked my cock, then gave my Prince Albert a tug, and I flew apart, spurting between us as my ass tightened around his dick.
“Fuuuuck,” he gritted between clenched teeth, all the tendons standing out on his neck. His body shuddered hard as he came inside me.
We rode it out together, both of us shaking, then slumped to the bed in a messy heap. He crushed the air from my lungs and made my bruised rib ache, but I was too happy to ask him to move. I could die here. That was okay.
He groaned and pulled out of me, rolling to the side. Cum trickled from my hole. Dalton scooped it up, pushed it back inside, then plugged me with two fingers.
“Kinky,” I teased.
He kissed my lips. “Mm-hmm. Want you to carry part of me inside you. So you know I’m always going to be with you.”
My heart fluttered. “I know I’ve been insecure. Sorr?—”
He silenced me with another kiss. “No, don’t apologize. Your life hasn’t been a cakewalk. People have let you down. I get it. I’m sure you’ve heard a lot of promises and seen them broken. Words aren’t enough. But I will show you every day that you aren’t going to lose me.”
“Starting with your spunk inside me,” I joked, needing to lighten the moment.
