Page 83 of The Charmer's Gambit
His grin bloomed into a smile. “Oh, I intend to make you scream all night, but we’re not done discussing Charlotte. Do you want to live in North Carolina?”
I groaned in frustration.Always in control. He wanted an explanation, and he wouldn’t stop until I gave him one. Fine. It wasn’t like I had anything to hide, but placing all my emotions on the table didn’t come easily to me. But Will Mershano didn’t believe in easy; he believed in fighting. So fight I would.
“I love living in Chicago,” I admitted. “But my primary reason for staying there these last few years was because I had to, and now, for the first time in what feels like forever, I can choose. And I chose to ask about relocation opportunities to the Charlotte office because I want to be close to you. The idea of living in another state doesn’t appeal to me, but if you prefer a long-distance relationship, then . . .” His gaze darkened, silencing me.
His glass clinked against the nightstand as he set it down, and then he started toward me.
I took a step back in alarm at the intense look on his face, but he caught me by the hip and took possession of my mouth. His tongue mastered mine in a single swipe, telling me without words how he felt about that last sentence.
“Move in with me,” he whispered against my lips.
“You don’t think it’s too soon?” Not that I had a normal measure to reference. Our relationship superseded all ordinary boundaries from the beginning. Why would now be any different?
He palmed my lower back to pull me flush against him. “Darlin’, we both know you’ll be in my bed every night regardless of where you live. You might as well be closer.”
I punched his arm half-heartedly. “Arrogant.”
“Confident,” he corrected, like he always did. “Just as I’m confident you’ll be naked in my bed every night as well and screaming my name.”
“Promises, promises,” I teased.
He nuzzled my neck and gently bit my pulse. “Mmm, absolutely.” He grabbed my hips and spun me around, placing my back to his front. “Hands on the bed, gorgeous.”
I shivered at the command and did what he asked. He nudged my legs to widen my stance and dragged a finger down my spine to the top of my ass. His lips trailed along the same path as he went to his knees behind me. I jolted when he nipped my bare cheek.
“So perfect,” he whispered as he applied pressure to my lower back, forcing me to bend over even more.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as his tongue slid through my slick folds. I’d expected his finger, not his warm, knowing mouth. He murmured his approval at finding me soaked for him and wasted no time locating my clit.
“Will,” I whispered, conflicted. It felt so wrong for him to do it this way, yet so right. I trembled, my palms the only thing keeping me from collapsing forward onto the bed, as he continued his sensuous assault. It was too much and not enough at the same time.
I needed more.
So. Much. More.
His arm wrapped around my waist to hold me steady as he devastated me with his mouth. My legs threatened to buckle under the intensity, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I wanted to come, but I couldn’t. Not yet. Not this way. Not withouthim.
“You win,” I panted. “Fuck, you win.” I had no idea what he won, and couldn’t remember if he was even trying to prove a point or not, but to hell with it. “I surrender.”
He chuckled against my damp flesh. “Do you?”
“Whatever you want,” I half moaned. Just his breath against my most intimate part was enough to destroy me.
His tongue lashed out at me one final time before he stood again, leaving me a trembling mess. He palmed my stomach to keep me from tumbling face-first into the mattress, as my arms forgot how to function. It felt like he’d lit a fuse within me and then placed the explosion on a delayed timer.
I fisted the comforter and groaned.
“Shh, I’ll take care of you, darlin’,” he murmured with a kiss to the back of my neck. “Always.”
Something about this felt different.
Primal.
Energizing.
Promising.
I barely registered him unbuckling and unzipping his pants, but my body came alive when I felt him nudge at me from behind. His palms went to my hips, steadying me as he thrust inside.
