Page 47 of Need for Speed (The Elite 2)

The second his lips closed around the sensitive skin of my sac, I groaned and shoved closer to his face. I had one hand feverishly stroking my cock, and the other fisted in the covers below me.

The pleasure was intense, the feelings out of this world, and when Solo parted my cheeks and slipped a wet finger between them to my hole, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold out.

“Fuckin’ perfect,” Solo said as he slowly eased his finger inside me, finding and massaging that magic spot that made me writhe around on the bed, begging for him to get up over me—now.

As Solo slowly withdrew and lowered my leg back to the mattress, I reached for the lube on the bedside table and tossed it onto the covers beside me.

Solo licked his lips and reached for it, and I let my eyes take in every part of him I could see. This man, this beautiful, brazen, defiant man, had changed everything for me. He had told me to throw the rules out tonight, but when it came to him, I found rules no longer applied.

Don’t have sex with men in the military—broke that.

Don’t fraternize with the competition—broke that one too.

Don’t let your father know you're seeing a fellow pilot—blew through that one also.

And don’t fall in love with the gorgeous pilot with the heartbreaker smile—was doing that right now.

Solo tossed aside the bottle as he came down over me. “Wrap your legs around me. I want you open for me.”

I wound my arms and legs around him, and when slippery fingers glided down my narrow channel, my entire body shuddered.

“Shh,” Solo said against my mouth, his fingers flirting against my entrance, as he nipped at my lower lip. “I got you. Let me in.”

I pressed my head back into the pillow and relaxed my body, and as Solo began to stretch me, one talented finger at a time, I felt as though I was having an out-of-body experience. My mind was in a state of euphoria as Solo kissed his way over to my ear, and when he removed his fingers and nudged the wide head of his cock up against my waiting body, I whimpered.

“God, Grant.” Solo planted his hands on either side of my head as he slowly pushed inside of me, the broad tip gently penetrating the first ring of muscle, before he slid home in one solid thrust.

When he bottomed out, Solo lowered his head until his forehead touched mine. “How will I ever stop wanting you?”

I wound my legs around the back of his thighs and tightened my hold around his neck, then kissed my way over his cheek to his ear. “You won’t—that’s how I know you really like me.”

Solo shivered in my arms, and when he captured my mouth, I knew he felt it too. There was no way the powerful emotions swirling between us were just from me, and as he began to move over me, I opened up to him and let him experience all that I was feeling.

A pleasure-filled groan left him and entered me. I began to move in time under him, our bodies reacting to each other in the age-old ritual of lust, love, and desire. It was sensual, uninhibited, and the most beautiful moment of my life, and as I clenched, trying to keep Solo near, I tightened my hold and arched up into his waiting arms.

“Mateo,” I whispered against his lips, and when his body tensed and the hot feel of his arousal filled me, I closed my eyes and let the rapture take me over.

Nothing and no one had ever felt like this before. Solo brushed his fingers down my cheeks and said, “Open your eyes.”

My eyes fluttered open and fell on his exquisite face.

“I love your eyes,” Solo said, running his thumb over my parted lips and then lowering his hand to wrap his fingers around my cock. “Now come for me, let me watch you lose yourself in us.”

With my eyes on him, my body bathed in his, I shut my mind off to everything but Solo and let myself feel all of the emotions I’d running from for so long.

Acceptance.

Desire.

Love…

And as that final, scariest emotion of all hit full force, my body bowed up in an effort to get closer to the one it now recognized as its perfect match. I fell apart in that room, in the arms of the man who had become as integral to me as breathing.

But I wasn’t scared, not anymore, because I knew Solo would be there to catch me.

34 Solo

I TURNED THE shower on all the way to the right and sat on the edge of the bath, waiting for it to heat up. Even with these barracks being some of the better ones, it still took years for the water to go from frigid to scalding.

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