Page 51 of Safe With You

“Say it,” I tease, leaning in to nip her bottom lip.

She reaches a hand up, combing her dainty fingers through the locks of hair that hang over my forehead, green eyes searching my face, reading what I can’t quite bring myself to say. “When we were at the bar … I felt you before I saw you. My body found you before my mind even knew what was happening.”

I know exactly what the fuck she means. I couldn’t explain it at the time, and probably not now, either, but every nerve in my body was on fire, tingling, aware of her presence before I even laid eyes on her.

Without breaking eye contact I notch myself at her entrance and slowly push in, exhaling on a groan. She’s so fucking tight, I’m only able to go in a few inches before pulling out to ease back in. By the third push, I’m in, balls deep, and nothing in this world has ever felt so good.

Dropping my head into the crook of her shoulder my eyes fall shut. I’m unable to move, unable tospeakbecause of how perfect she feels. This isn’t like any other sex, and it isn’t because of the anticipation, it isn’t because of how tight she is or how she feels, it’s because it’s withher.

Since the moment I laid eyes on Lainey, she’s been calling me to her like a siren. Wanting her is such a visceral feeling, I know I’ll never be able to walk away from it.

With a shaky exhale I rise on my elbows and thrust.

Lainey’s eyes flutter shut and her ruby lips part as I pull her leg around my back, deepening the angle as I set my pace. I need to find out what she likes, what makes her scream, what causes this perfectly composed woman to go wild.

I kiss her gruffly, not wanting to break contact with any part of her body as I slow my pace. Each passionate kiss coaxes a moan from somewhere deep inside her and I swallow the sound against my mouth before trailing kisses down her neck and chest. Each nip of her skin makes her squirm, and I soothe the area with my tongue before moving on, learning she likes a little pain mixed with her pleasure.

I feel her growing antsy underneath me, and I chuckle a little inside, knowing exactly what my girl needs, so I pull out of her and rise to my knees.

She immediately whines but stifles it when I slap the side of her hip. “Turn over. Face down, ass in the air.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Lainey

My belly flutters with excitement as I get into position. Ryan holds onto my waist at first, delivering another small slap to my hip as he angles himself behind me. I’m already moaning in anticipation, arching my back, waiting for him to make his move. I’ve imagined him bending me over so many times I’m certain I could orgasm as soon as he enters me.

“The things I’m going to do to you,” he murmurs, his words sounding like the world’s dirtiest promise as opposed to a threat.

Instead of entering me like my body is begging for, he pauses. Slowly, he drags his large hand down my spine to my tailbone, across one side of my ass, and to the other, leaving torturous squeezes in his wake. His mouth follows the same path, nipping and biting me in places no one’s ever been, making good on his promise to own every inch of my skin.

I arch my back, bringing my ass up, wiggling, rubbing on him, begging the tip of his cock to enter. When it doesn’t happen, I turn to look at him over my shoulder and find his eyes lost inconcentration. “Are you going to put your money where your mouth is and fuck me? Or is this too much for you to handle?”

He whips his head up at me, smiling at my smart mouth, and lets out a deep, throaty chuckle.

Smack.

He spanks me,hard, and I yelp. I await another, but instead feel his hands smooth over the tingling skin, gripping and kneading my ass.

Smack.

“That’s for making me wait.”

I can’t take it. Each time I think I’m as turned on as I can get, he takes it a notch higher.The teasing spanks he had given me before werenothingcompared to what he is delivering now.

And man, am I here for it.

There was a small part of me that wondered if him spanking me would feel good, or if it would dredge up feelings I locked down long ago. I was worried I’d break.

But he’s far from breaking me. If anything—every touch, every kiss, seems to be putting the pieces together again.

Anothersmack. I gasp, letting my arms fall, and force my face into the bedding to muffle the screams building in my throat.

“That’s for teasing me. For your smart mouth.”Smack. “For walking by in the halls at work and making my dick twitch at the sight of you.”Smack.

My mouth opens in a laugh, but the sounds are caught in my comforter. I’m so deliriously turned on and the thought thatheloses control aroundmeis almost too much.

In one fast motion, hefinallyenters me, and I know I won’t last long. He pumps, exaggerating his rolls into me, squeezing my hips and rubbing my ass. He’s doing exactly what I imagined all those times I let my mind wander. He spanks me harder, the pain meeting the pleasure and I almost come from that alone.

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