Page 106 of The Ruthless and the Strong

She pinched her nipples and arched her back. “Oh, yeah? What are you going to do?”

My eyes softened and I leaned down and took a hard nipple in my mouth, humming around the taste of her, and adding in a gentle bite that I knew drove her wild. As predicted, her hands moved to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she called out my name.

I let go of her nipple with a pop and blew on the wet skin there, loving the way the goosebumps rose across her skin. I kissed my way up her chest to her jawline, the corner of her lips, her cheekbones, and finally, those scattering of freckles on the bridge of her nose.

“I’m going to love you,” I answered. She let out a small sigh when I moved my way to her ears. “I’m going to keep you.”

She wiggled beneath me and when I moved my hands to her hips, holding her still, her dark eyes turned to me, her breathing turning hard. “And I will never let you go,” I finished darkly.

Grabbing her wrists, I held them together with one hand and moved her arms above her head. I held on firmly while I used my other hand and to finger fuck her until her pussy was weeping with arousal, and her moans and groans mingled with her indiscernible mumbles.

“Come,” I told her when I felt she was close. She came beautifully. I watched for three long seconds before I grabbed the condom by the bedside table and quickly put on protection.

I entered her when she was still at the height of her orgasm and she let out a scream. “Fuck. Max. Please, please, please!”

I knew what my girl was asking. I started to move roughly inside her, with long hard thrusts, until I could feel she was close. Reaching down, I played with her clit, my finger rubbing in circles around the bundle of nerves as she arched and squirmed on the bed.

I waited until I could feel her shaking with the impending orgasms before I let go.

We came together, our shouts muffling when I leaned down and kissed her, cherishing the moments I had with her in my arms.

I had to tell her the truth.

I had to tell her everything, because there wasn’t ever going to be a time when I would keep things from her. When I would tie myself so irrevocably to her without letting her know just the kind of man I was.

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