Page 97 of Right Where I Belong
And now, seeing him wearing it… He had. He truly had. Happiness flooded her.
“Ahaan’s birthday is on the sixth?” he asked.
“Yes, sixth of February.”
He exhaled, his eyes soft and sure.
“I’m yours, and his,” he said. “And you’re mine. Both of you are.”
His hands framed her face. “Promise me that you’ll give me all of you. No more secrets. No more hiding.”
Her throat tightened, but she nodded. “I promise.”
His mouth came down on hers, hard and hungry, giving her no room to breathe or to think. The kiss was like rain falling on a dry land. It was a rush of heat and relief all at once. He partedher lips, and his tongue slid against hers, making her shiver. She pressed closer, needing more, needing him. He kissed her over and over, stealing her breath until she couldn’t think of anything but him.
His hands moved down to her waist, then slipped under her crop top, sliding upward, his fingers brushing over her flaming skin. Heat rushed through her, and a heavy ache spread low in her body. She leaned into his touch, needing everything he was doing. It had been too long. God, it had been too damn long since she’d been in his arms like this. Aditya pulled her even closer. Her breasts flattened against his chest, and she moaned.
Without breaking from their kiss, Aditya lifted her in his arms and carried her to her room.
“Adi…” she whispered as he lowered her to her feet. “We really need to talk about…”
“Stop talking,” he said, continuing to kiss her.
“But…”
“I said stop talking…” His jaw lifted as he studied her. “… and take off your clothes.”
The command in his voice pinned her in place. Liquid heat filled her core. God, she’d missed him like this—the predatory look in his gaze, the authority in his tone, the dominance in his stance. It was so hot. He was so Goddamn hot.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for the hem of her top.
Slowly, she peeled it upward, then tossed it behind her. She shed her tracks next, removing every piece of her clothing, until she stood nude in front of him. Bared to him completely.
His gaze burned over her as though seeing her for the first time. His eyes swept over her slowly from top to toe and then back again. A deep sound rumbled in his throat, low and primal, and Sabrina shivered. His hands slid over her waist, rising up and up, until he captured her breasts in his palms, squeezing,tugging and pinching. A soft moan escaped her lips. He took one breast in his mouth and swirled his tongue around her flesh. His teeth scraped a pebbled tip, and she whimpered. He repeated his assault on her other breast, making her moan louder.
“Mine!” he growled against her skin. “You’remine. Don’t you ever forget that.”
He claimed her mouth with an urgency that stole her breath. Desire thrummed inside her, wild and insistent. His heavy erection pressed against her core, and a sharp aching need tore through her. She wanted him, urgently, fiercely.
Her hands caught at his T-shirt, dragging it upward. She couldn’t wait—she slipped her hands beneath the fabric, savoring the heat of his skin before she pulled the shirt over his head and threw it carelessly away. Her palms traced the solid strength of him, the familiar lines of his body that she’d ached for. She dragged her nails lightly across his chest, urging him closer, urging him to bare himself to her. His hands moved to his belt, and her pulse leapt as the metal buckle clinked open.
In seconds, he stood bare in front of her. Her mouth watered. God, he was splendid. So strong, so powerful, so hers. She placed a kiss on his chest, her tongue running down, her teeth scraping against his skin. His muffled words were music to her ears. She moved lower and lower, until she kissed him there, where he was hot and hard for her. Kneeling on the floor, she took him in her mouth, her head bobbing over him. His hand knotted in her hair as she pleasured him, watching every reaction of his, enjoying every sound coming from his mouth.
“Fuck, Sabrina, fuck!” he yelled.
Her tongue flicked over him in circles, and his fist tightened in her hair.
“Stop!” he ordered, finally. “I want to come inside you tonight. It’s been too fucking long.”
He pulled her to her feet and pressed her against the bed, his weight pinning her, his heat surrounding her. She gasped as his mouth found hers again, hot and relentless. Her hands moved across his back, his shoulders, and his hips.
“I can’t be gentle tonight, beautiful.” His tone was rough.
She cupped his face. “I’m yours, Adi… Take me.”
Wearing protection, he pressed his erection into the vee between her thighs and entered her in a quick stroke. Her breath shattered into a cry as he began to move inside her. His pace was fierce, unrelenting, every thrust leaving her trembling, clinging to him, drowning in him.
She writhed beneath him, soft sounds escaping her mouth. Every part of her was strung tight, teetering on a breaking point. Desire sizzled and burned inside her. She let out a shaky breath. Aditya pressed his thumb to that tight bundle of nerves at her core, the same time he bit her nipple. That was it. She tumbled over the edge as waves of fierce, blinding pleasure took over her mind.
