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His heart raced, and he fell victim to the depths of her brown pools. Everything about this woman captivated him. He couldn’t—no, wouldn’t—resist any longer.
“Just me and you. No thinking. Just enjoying each other.”
She reached up and brought his head down to hers. Their lips met in another hot, passionate kiss. Draven tilted his head to the side and reached for her. His hand settled on the base of her neck to hold her to him. In the morning, he’d tell her how he felt. That he wanted to explore what this was between them. He didn’t want her thinking he was only using her for pleasure.
He needed more.
The pile of clothing on the floor grew until they were both completely naked. Cashea’s body was made to be worshiped, and he was going todo exactly that. Just not in the kitchen up against a glass door. He bent down and swung her up in his arms. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, and he stalked out of the kitchen.
“What’s so funny?” he asked. He arrived at the stairs that led to the second floor. He hadn’t taken her up there during the tour. She could see the rest of the house in the morning.
“I’m too heavy. I’ve never had anyone just pick me up and carry me the way you keep doing.” Her warm breath skated along his neck.
He took the stairs in an easy jog. He didn’t even want to think of the men who she had been with before. She didn’t weigh that much. He’d picked up bales of hay that weighed more. Hell, the equipment he’d had to adorn when he was deployed weighed more. What type of men?—
No, he wasn’t going to go there.
He arrived at his bedroom door and nudged it open with his foot. He hadn’t left any lights on when he’d gone out earlier. He really didn’t need to. He knew the layout of his room like the back of his hand. He gently placed Cashea down onto the bed. He reached for the lamp on the nightstand. He needed to see her. He flickedthe light on and turned back to her. His breath was snatched from his lungs.
She was perfect.
He had never imagined any woman in his bed. He’d never brought anyone here before. She was the first woman to grace the four walls of his private domain.
Her brown skin practically glowed in the low light. He inhaled sharply and had to rein in the animalistic urges he had. Cashea deserved to feel like the beautiful woman she was. He had seen the insecurities in her eyes their first night together. He wanted to erase all the doubts that may linger in her brain. There was nothing wrong with her.
He took hold of her ankle. It was so tiny and delicate in his hand. He caressed her skin, sliding his hand up her calf. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched him. Her legs fell open, revealing her core. His already hard cock swelled even more. He ignored it. This was about her. He crawled onto the bed and braced himself over her. She fell back onto the mattress. He followed her down and took her lips in a crushing kiss.
Here with her, he didn’t have any worries or cares. Those demons that haunted him were silent. He focused on the woman who made him feel. Histongue swept inside her mouth. She met him unabashedly. Her arms came around him and locked him into her. Her moans and sighs drove him crazy. He needed to hear her scream. Wanted to feel her body shake as it had before.
He broke the kiss and moved down to her tantalizing breasts. They were worthy of his attention. They filled his hands perfectly. He suckled and licked both of them. He wasn’t going to rush this night. He cupped one of the mounds and brought it to his mouth where he drew the nipple deep into his mouth. Cashea’s back arched off the bed. Her hips gyrated against his stomach.
“Draven,” she moaned.
He loved hearing his name fall from her tongue. He switched to the other side and repeated the motions. He could lie here all night and day and never tire of tasting her body. He finally went down farther. He took his time kissing and licking every aspect of her that he could. He wanted to memorize every part of her until he knew her body as well as he knew his own.
He arrived at her center. The womanly aroma greeted him. He spread her legs wide and bit back a growl at the evidence of her desire coating her labia.He slid a finger through her folds, and it came away coated with her creaminess.
“Fuck,” he growled.
He dropped his head and ran his tongue through the same path. Her essence exploded on his taste buds. He officially couldn’t get enough of her. Cashea’s fingers found their way to his hair and threaded themselves through the thick locks. He dragged his tongue up to her clit where he suckled it into his mouth.
Cashea’s cry broke the silence. Her grip on his hair tightened, and he feasted upon her. There was no other place he’d rather be than right there. Her thighs shook as he took his time. He’d build her pleasure until she could do nothing but scream through her orgasm. He played with her clit, teased it, tugged on it. Cashea writhed on the bed underneath him, chanting his name.
He pushed a finger inside her soaked core. He was greeted with her tight walls and the slickness that was working its way from her channel. He growled, knowing that when he sank in deep, it would be heaven. He introduced another finger, needing to stretch her out a bit. He was a big guy and didn’t want to cause her any pain.
“Oh!” Cashea cried out.
Her hips set a rhythm with his fingers, and he thrust them deep into her. He latched on to her clit and refused to let up on it until she came. Her cries soon turned to shouts. Her muscles grew taut, and the mattress shook from her body trembling. She was close. He could feel it. He rotated his fingers and found the spot he had been looking for. Cashea screamed, her thighs clamping down tight on his head. He pushed them apart while he continued to focus on drawing out her orgasm. Her body flopped onto the bed, spent. Her muscles relaxed, and she just lay on the bed, panting with her eyes closed. He withdrew his fingers from her core and used the next few minutes to lick every ounce of cream that had slipped from her.
Draven sat back on his haunches and flipped her over onto her stomach. He used his hand to raise her onto her knees. He ran a hand along his cock and was greeted with a few beads of his sticky liquid. He took in the sight of her ass up in the air. He ran his hands over the globes before he lined up the blunt tip of his cock with her drenched opening.
He pushed forward and sank completely inside her. Their simultaneous groans filled the air. Her warm channel welcomed him without restraint. Her walls closed around him tight. This slicknessfrom her orgasm allowed him to slip right in. He closed his eyes and gripped her hips, unable to move for a second. Her pussy was made for him. So tight and wet. He was trying to not blow his fucking load right there. Nothing could compare to what he was experiencing at the moment. It was as if he was finally home.
“Cashea.” Her name fell from his lips.
She went to brace herself on her hands, but he placed one of his on the center of her back and pushed her down. He didn’t want her any other way but how she was. He withdrew slightly and sank in. A moan was ripped from him. Slow and steady was not going to work at the moment. He thrust hard, drawing out cries and gasps from Cashea.
He couldn’t stop himself. His hips moved on autopilot; he thrust continuously. It was as if he was possessed. He pounded into her, unable to get deep enough. She took everything he gave. Her hands gripped the bedding. She threw her hips back toward him. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the air.
