Page 19 of Desert Loyalties
I brace myself, thinking I’ve pushed too far. That the fire I lit in her will turn cold, that she’ll tell me I’m crazy, that I need to back off.
But instead—
She steps back, eyes locked on mine. Not afraid. Not unsure. Just... intense.
Slowly, deliberately, she grabs the hem of her tank top and lifts it over her head, the fabric whispering as it peels away from her skin.
She stands there in nothing but jeans, bare to me, bold and breathtaking.
“I’m not leaving,” she says softly. “So stop trying to scare me off.”
And just like that, I’m undone. My throat goes dry.
She’s naked from the waist up, lit only by the soft, gold-hazed glow of the pool lights. My gaze drags from the smooth slope of her collarbone, down to the swell of her breasts, the steady rise and fall of her breath that’s coming faster now but not from fear.
No. Not fear.
She steps closer, eyes locked on mine like a challenge. Like she’s daring me to look away.
“I said I was yours,” she murmurs, voice quiet but sure, “and I meant it.”
She places my hand on her waist, then the other on her chest. Her skin is warm. Alive. Real. Her heart hammers under my palm like a war drum and I’m not much better. Every inch of me is tight. Straining.
“But if you’re gonna be a jealous son of a bitch,” she continues, tone dropping to something darker, “you better back it up.”
Jesus Christ.
I can barely breathe. Every part of me is screaming to slam her back against the glass, to press her down into the bed, to mark her so thoroughly she never forgets who she belongs to. But I don’t.
Not yet.
Because this,sheisn’t a one-night fix. She’s not a quick hit to take the edge off. She’s the kind of woman you marry and fill with babies.
I slide my hand up her side, fingertips trailing along her skin, delicate and slow. When I brush the back of my fingers over her nipple, a shiver runs through her, and I feel it like a live wire straight through me.
Leaning in, I press a kiss to the hollow of her throat, then another to her collarbone. Her skin is soft, and I take my time mapping her with my mouth, each kiss unhurried, every touch a silent promise.
She’s so much smaller than me, pale against my darker skin, delicate where I’m rough. The contrast is staggering. It makes me more careful. Makes me want to worship, not just touch.
I bend to kiss her tits, slow and sweet, feeling her breath hitch. Then lower, kissing down her stomach, hands steady at her hips as I drop to my knees before her.
It hits me in that moment, this isn’t just want. It’s something deeper. The act of kneeling isn’t submission, it’s devotion. I unbutton her jeans with patient hands, sliding them down her legs, helping her step free.
All that’s left is the sliver of black lace at her hips, and I swear under my breath. She’s standing there like a goddess, and I’m the fool who nearly waited too long.
I look up, and her eyes meet mine. There’s heat there. Trust.
“Skye,” I whisper, fingers tracing the curve of her thigh. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Leaning in, I kiss her through the cloth. Its damp before my lips even touch it, licking I savour her wetness. She throws her head back, hand falling to pull at my hair, “Please.” She murmurs desperate.
While I like edging, this isn’t the time for it, I rip the lace of her underwear clean off, leaving her completely bare. “Look at me.” I need her eyes on me.
When she finally locks her eyes with mine, I dive in headfirst, latching on her pussy. I lick her clit. She spreads herself open for me throwing her leg over my shoulder, giving me better access.
I fuckin’ devour her, groaning into her pussy. She’s the best thing I have ever tasted and I fuckin’ can’t get enough, I need to be deeper, need to be fuckin’ inside her. I plunge my tongue in, before moving my tongue up to her clit, her body jolts, hands digging into my head.
I groan again, my hands moving to grab her ass, squeezing. I flick my tongue over her clit, moving down, before plunging back in, sucking and biting then moving back up, again and again. Her breathing gets heavy, she moans my name, “Drake.”
