Page 94 of Only for the Season
She smiles and it hits me directly in the heart. I want to watch her smile up at me in bed for the rest of my life. This woman owns my heart and I have gladly handed it over to her.
“Someone needs to be naked in order for me to make her feel good.”
She giggles. “I’m pretty sure you can make me feel good while I’m still dressed.”
“True, but I want to feel your naked body against mine while I slide into you.”
Her breath hitches. “I agree to this plan.”
I chuckle. “Glad I have your agreement.”
I quickly undress her before chucking off my jeans. She widens her legs and I climb onto the bed.
“I thought for sure you’d steal a pair of handcuffs from Weston or Lucas.”
“Next time. I want you to be able to touch me today.” I want to feel the hands of the woman I love caress me as I make love to her.
“Good. I love touching you.”
I claim her lips. She wraps her arms and legs around me as I explore her mouth. I’m a lucky bastard. I get to taste and explore this mouth for the rest of my life.
If Parker thinks she can get rid of me, she has another thing coming. I am not letting her go.
She rubs her breasts against my chest and I moan at the feel of her hard nipples against my skin. I love her breasts. I could play with them all morning.
I tear my mouth from hers to nibble my way down to those magnificent mounds of flesh I’m obsessed with. I latch onto a nipple and her hands thread through my hair to push me down. Don’t worry, Parker. I’m not going anywhere.
I tease her nipple until she’s grinding against me. Her wet heat is only inches from my hard cock. With a small movement, I could slide into her.
But I hold back. I want to tease her until she’s begging me.
“One of these days, I’m going to fuck these breasts.”
She squirms beneath me. She likes the idea. Good to know.
I release her nipple with a pop and get to my knees. I notch my cock at her entrance. I inch inside. Damn, she feels good. Better than anything I’ve experienced before.
I glance down to watch my cock enter her pussy and swear.
“What’s wrong?”
“I forgot a condom.”
I never forget protection. Being a billionaire means women would do anything to bear my child. I’ve caught more than one woman poking holes in a condom. Which is why I always bring my own.
“Um…” Parker nibbles on her bottom lip.
I remove her lip from her teeth with my teeth before sweeping my tongue over the area. “What?”
“We don’t need a condom.”
I freeze. I’ve never had sex without a condom. Not even in my drunken college days before I developed my first app was I reckless enough to forget protection.
I growl. “What did you say?”
“Forget it. I’ll grab a condom.”
She reaches for the drawer but I shackle her wrist to stop her.
