Oh God yes. Please.
But instead she said, “I want to make you feel good, too.”
“Shhh. Relax. And enjoy.” He massaged her thighs while he spread butterfly kisses across her belly, each one lower than the last, blazing a trail to his intended destination. Easing her legs apart, he touched her with his thumbs, stroking in circles. Her tummy quivered with need. He slid his big hands to her butt cheeks and gripped. Then, urging her forward, he pressed his mouth to her.
The air seized in her lungs. The pain in her chest increased until he nuzzled her—there. Then the air escaped, one throbbing breath at a time. Her legs shaky, she grabbed his head for support, angling him just where she wanted him to be.
He lapped and stroked, parting her flesh while squeezing her behind, holding her prisoner to his thrusting tongue. It was too much, and not enough. Her legs buckled, but he held her tight. Her insides were a quaking mess. In a matter of seconds, he took her to another realm of pleasure. She shattered again. Wave after wave of intense ecstasy ripped through her. His kiss relentless, he fired her frenzied pulse pounding deep inside.
This man would kill her with bliss.
“My God, Mike,” she panted.
He took her in his arms and swooped her in for a long drugging kiss. When she tasted herself on his tongue, the tang spiked her to desire, once again.
Breathless, he tore his mouth from hers, then cupped her butt and hoisted her up as though she weighed nothing.
“Wrap your legs around me, beautiful, and hang on.”
Without taking his mouth from hers, Mike maneuvered them down the hall toward the bedroom. Walking wasn’t easy with Cassie wrapped around him and their mouths fused together. The only thought in his mind was completing what they’d started. He was on fire.
Cassie belonged to him.
He made it to the bed and allowed her to slide down his body. His fingers fumbled with the zipper on his pants and her hands tangled with his. Together, they shoved downward. Then, he jerked his black boxers and his erection sprang free.
She stared up at him, causing him to harden to steel. When she touched him with the tip of her finger, he sucked in a breath. The strain unbearable, he waited, unable to move. And wanting to see what she’d do next. Needing her touch more than he needed his next breath. She circled him with the palm of her hand and he swore he saw stars.
Thunder pounded in his temples, blood roared in his ears. Her touch singed him, branded him. She stroked her fingers over him, caressing the ridge of his erection, all the way from the base to the head. Cassie, his incredible Cassie. He wanted no woman but her. She looked up with glowing, brilliant eyes, seeking his approval. How could she not know how much she delighted him? Thrilled him. Drove him crazy. He couldn’t resist. He hauled her to him and kissed her with a fever that burned in his soul.
God, he needed her.
Now.
They fell to the bed together, him snuggled delectably between her thighs. Smooth skin, soft flesh, he burrowed into her warmth. She clutched him in haste, her need as great as his. His heart swelled with pride, knowing this woman wanted him with equal frenzy.
Positioning himself, he nudged her slick folds. “This what you want, babe?”
“Yes, Mike. Yes.”
He thrust into her.
Fully inside, he locked his jaw, his chest squeezing with satisfaction. Bliss. He remained still, savoring the sensations flooding his mind. Her soft sigh rang like a rousing hum in his ears. Driving him forward. Compelling him to move. He eased out and thrust in again. She whimpered and wrapped her legs around him. He ground his teeth, angled his hips and thrust again.
Deep. So deep. “God, Cassie. That feels so good.”
She whimpered and squirmed, trying to move her hips, but his weight pinned her to the mattress. Careful not to mash her, but Christ, she tempted his sanity.
“I can’t hold back,” he managed to growl.
“Don’t.” She tightened her arms and legs as her voice came out in a breathless pant. “I want it all.”
The last shred of his control snapped. With long and sure strokes, he thrust again and again, harder and faster.
Arousal built to a fever pitch. His breathing grew labored. He jerked his hips, pounding harder, determined to have all of her, denying her to withhold anything from him.
Her little mews drove him, thrilled him. She ground against him, desperate for her own release.
“Mike!” Cassie’s body tightened and he felt her walls spasm. She uttered a long, high-pitched wail, her climax sending him over the edge.