Page 68 of The Charmer's Gambit
“Would you like your reminder out here or in the room?” he asked, his voice a whisper.
I shivered as he pressed his arousal into my hot center. The scrap of lace between my thighs allowed me to feel every pulse of his hard length through his slacks. We’d barely started, and already I was eager for him to take me. I fisted my hand in his hair to force his mouth back to mine.
“Here,” I demanded before giving myself to him in a kiss. All the frustration from our first fight went into my embrace, culminating in a meeting of mouths that was all about confirming what he meant to me. I wanted him now and for always, and I would fight with my dying breath to make this work. He returned the emotions in kind and tore my dress over my head. It left me in stockings and a thong. I’d not worn abra today, something he seemed to luxuriate in as his mouth dropped to my breasts.
“You’re fucking perfect.” His words were filled with a reverence that left me breathless. “You still owe me a lingerie show, but I do like these.” He traced the navy lace strip over my hip and down the crease of my thigh. “We’ll have to replace them.”
I yelped as he ripped them off of me, leaving me in nothing but my garters and silk stockings. It struck me that I was completely exposed and the only thing protecting my dignity was Will. He still wore his slacks and dress shirt, and for whatever reason, that only seemed to turn me on more. I pressed against his hard ridge with a moan.
“I need you, Will. Now.”
His chuckle vibrated my neck as he trailed kisses up the column of my throat. “What are you willing to do for it?” He palmed my ass with one hand while the other drifted south of my belly button.
When he thrummed my clit, I bucked into his hand and groaned, “Anything.”
“Anything, hmm?” His tone was filled with dark amusement. “Even call me ‘sir’?” He pinched my sensitive bundle of nerves, making me see stars. It left me panting against him and aching with a need only he could soothe.
“I’ll call you whatever the hell you want if you fuck me right now.” It came out louder than I intended, but the man was driving me crazy.
“That’s what I thought,” he murmured. “Unbuckle my pants, Rachel.”
I ran my hand down his crisp shirt to the belt at his waist and trembled as I loosened the leather from his hips. He kept massaging my sensitive nub but withheld the pressure I craved.Each sensuous caress stoked the flames deep inside me, keeping them burning hot without allowing it to boil over.
“You’re killing me,” I managed in a pained whisper.
“Keep going,” he urged after I popped the button on his pants. My fingers shook as I tugged down the zipper. “You know what I want you to do, Rachel.” And I did, because it was exactly what I wanted. I tugged his heavy member free from the briefs and pressed him against my wet heat. He felt so smooth and hot against me, so right. I shifted up to position him where I needed him and felt him tense. When he pulled a condom from his pocket, I glared at it. Protection was important, but it always ruined the moment.
“I’m on birth control,” I breathed. “And I’m healthy.”
“We’ll properly discuss that later.” He ripped the packet open with his teeth and rolled the condom on one-handed. His other hand was busy holding me up with his palm on my ass. When his cock returned to my entrance, I quivered. “Hold on, gorgeous.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he slammed home inside of me. No gentle prodding or exploring, just hard, fast fucking, and it felt amazing. Each thrust sent me higher, to a place only Will could take me. Knowing the city existed just over his shoulder sent a sinful thrill through me and heightened my pleasure. It felt dangerous, and wrong, and all kinds of right.
My head dropped to his shoulder with a shudder as pleasure warmed me inside. This was the part I loved, the part where I teetered on the edge of that special world created by Will. The one filled with bliss and passion and wonder. He drilled me harder, scraping my back against the wall with each thrust, and wound his fingers in my hair to force my gaze to his.
“I love that look in your eyes,” he whispered. “Drunk on lust and ready to explode.” He swept his tongue against my lips, coaxing me to open, and dipped inside. I moaned into his mouthas he took me even harder. He palmed my breast, tweaking my nipple, then lowered his hand to my tender point.
“Are you going to come for me, Rachel?” he asked. “I want to feel you let go around my cock. Now, Rachel.”
He applied just the right amount of pressure to send me soaring. I screamed his name, not caring at all who heard me, and let go of everything. All my worries and concerns failed to matter. Erotic sensation was all that existed here, and it rolled through my body in arousing waves that Will had to feel. I buried my head into his neck as he carried me back into the suite, and startled only slightly when I felt the mattress against my back. Then it was beneath my knees as he propped me up and drove into me from behind.
“Oh God . . .” I couldn’t believe how much deeper he was now, hitting a spot that mixed pleasure and pain over and over again, until another ripple of ecstasy crashed into me. My hands tightened on the quilt as my body spasmed from the unexpected orgasm, and I barely registered him removing his hand from between my legs to grab my hips.
“You feel amazing,” he breathed. “So fucking amazing.” His grip tightened as he picked up his pace, and I tried to push back against him to grant him more access, but my limbs protested. Two powerful orgasms left me weak and depleted beneath him. My name slipped from his mouth on a guttural growl, and he collapsed against my back with a tremble that I felt pulsing between my legs. He lifted my hair out of the way and kissed the back of my neck as his body continued to shake against mine.
“Mmm . . .” He nuzzled my ear and rolled us to our sides so he could spoon me. “I consider my point made.”
I huffed a laugh. He more than proved his point with that littlereminder. “Your confidence is well deserved, Mershano.”
His teeth nipped my ear. “I thought we agreed on ‘sir’?”
“I’ll call you whatever you want after that,sir.”
“One more time. Just so I remember it.”
“Whatever you want, sir.”
He chuckled. “That’s two points made, then. Excellent.”
