Page 94 of The Scandal You Started
“No more. No more,” he managed to get out. “I cannot take any—more.”
She grinned mischievously. “We have all night, Dominic,” she said, her voice a little hoarse. “You can come in my mouth now and come in my pussy later.”
He plastered a palm over her lips, strands of her hair still tangled around his fingers. “Dammit, woman, be quiet.”
Her chuckle tickled his palm and crinkled her wet eyes, and his heart seemed to float up in his chest even though it doubled in weight.
Gosh, was she precious. So beautiful and naughty. Just perfect in every way.
I want her to be mine. Forever.
He wanted to show her she was. Without using any of the words that would frighten her away.
“Come here,” Dominic called, gently tugging Rayna up by her elbows.
He lifted her into his arms as he might do—would do—when he carried her over the threshold of their home as husband and wife, and she made a quiet sound of surprise.
“Dominic, put me down,” she grumbled, but held on to his shoulders. “I can walk myself.”
“Yes, I am aware of that,” he said, turning his body so they could fit through the bathroom door.
Her expression twisted, but he dipped his head and kissed her, with the bed a few steps away. She sighed and tipped her head back, allowing him to deepen the tangle of their lips.
His legs hit the end of the frame, and he broke their kiss to brace a knee on the mattress as he lowered Rayna onto the cool cotton sheets. With her arms still locked around him, he wentwith her, nestling into the space she created between her plush thighs. Then she sank her hand into his hair and fed him the warmth of her want with lavish drags of her tongue.
He groaned, basking in the sensation, but it didn’t take long for their bodies to start slipping and sliding, hands gripping and urging, with restless need.
“Quickly,” Rayna rasped, scratching one set of nails down his torso. “Hurry up and fuck me.”
His abdomen spasmed as pleasure clawed through him, but he swiftly caught her wrist and pinned it by her head. “Not yet.”
She groaned and glared, but when he swiped two fingers between her wet cunt, her brows lifted, and a thick glaze melted over her eyes. “Gosh, yes.”
Dominic watched her face in awe, failing to remind himself to breathe, as a filthy squelch filtered between them. He tapped her once, twice, needing to hear the sound again before pressing his fingers inside down to his knuckles. Rayna arched up under him with a sigh.
“Dominic,” she breathed, scraping the muscles down his arm and back. “As good as that feels, I’d prefer if that was your dick inside me.”
“Hush.”
“Don’t bloody tell me to hu—” Her complaint turned into a moan as he pressed his thumb over her clit, circling his fingers against the roughened patch inside her that made her pant and flush. And oh, did she.
She clasped his face, gasping into him between open-mouthed kisses, as she rocked and ground into his hand. And when the pink across her cheeks tinted the mist over her eyes, his cock threw a throbbing tantrum, demanding it was enough.She was ready to take him.
Dominic withdrew his fingers, and Rayna scrambled under him with an angry kitten sound. “No, don’t stop—”
“I’m not,” he huffed, strained laughter lacing his voice. “I shan’t. Not now.”
Crashing waves of bliss slammed against his lungs as he fisted his manhood in his sticky hand. He pumped up and down once, struggling on an exhale, before he prodded against her soft heat. Her thighs fell wider apart as she stared at him with rapture, and fucking Neves, the momentous weight of what he was about to do collapsed on his back.
He was going to make love to her. Rayna. Finally. After spending a month wanting her, falling in love with her. After realising she was the only woman for him. The one he wanted to marry and spend the rest of his life with.
Now she was under him, anticipating him with parted lips, and the tenderness, the aching joy gripping his bones almost hurt.
It made his hands tremble a little harder as he fisted the blanket. It dropped him lower over her as he caught her lips with a frantic breath. And maybe he should’ve been more considerate and pushed into her slowly. Instead, he weighed his hips forward until they were pressed flush, and her soft, clenching core locked him in a shackle he never wanted to escape from.
Rayna jolted and whimpered as her nails dug into his shoulders. “Oh, fuck,” she breathed, and her body sank into the mattress. “You’re so big.”
The little cinders kissing his midsection suddenly grew teeth and bit down on him, forcing a gritted sound of pleasure out of him. “Apologies, I should have…” He paused on a gasp of air. “I should have been more gentle.”
