With the charm he exuded matching his determination to win her, she needed to stay strong. Always. Sure, she was in a situation that could get her into trouble if he left her like this, but she would never show him weakness. Because that was their game. He would push a little. She would push back hard.
But tonight, she wanted to let go. Sure, she could blame it on the four glasses of wine creating the slight buzz in her body. But that would be a lie. For this one night, she simply could not fight against what her body and heart so desperately wanted.
Him.
Until tomorrow. Until she saw once again the demons Nash carried after the spine injury that had ended his professional bull-riding career. Until she saw that all he wanted to do was win against her father. Until she was reminded that if she let him in, all that she would be left with was her heart in tatters.
Just tonight. Only tonight.
He stole her thoughts when he pulled her bra cups down beneath her breasts, exposing her taut nipples to the warm air. His wet, cool tongue circled each one before he drew the bud up to the roof of his mouth and sucked hard. He nibbled and played, teasing her to madness before moving onto the next one, leaving her gasping and wiggling in the binding on her wrists. He traveled lower, kissing along her stomach until his fingers tucked into the rim of her panties and pulled those down. Keeping those gorgeous eyes—that somehow only looked sexier when he was aroused—on her face, he lowered to one knee. Then he leaned in and slid a slow lick across her sex, making her knees weak and her mind blank.
“Fiery and sweet.” He groaned against her most sensitive flesh. “A deadly combination.” He circled his thumb over her bundle of nerves, and her eyes fluttered shut as she moaned against his skilled touch. “But that soft moan makes me crazy.” He sucked on her clit hard, and she thrust her hips forward, grinding against his mouth. His low chuckle brushed across her sex, and every nerve ending awoke. “And you make me want to make you fall apart in my arms.” His teeth pressed against his lower lip and he began pumping his fingers in a steady rhythm.
Sensation flooded her, and her head fell back as a ragged moan slid through her lips.
His fingers stilled. “Look at me.”
She dropped her head, and he began pumping his fingers again. Harder. Faster. She held his stare somehow, knowing now that if she looked away, he would stop. Because this was more than about pleasure. This was a statement that he finally won the prize he had been trying to snag all through high school and even after college. Her. A statement that echoed in her entire body. She didn’t care anymore. She didn’t want him to stop. She wanted him to get her there. To take her higher. To push her over the edge.
And then he did.
She came against his fingers with a hard shudder. And by the time she realized he was back on his feet, he was already inside of her. His condom-covered cock thrust firmly. His one hand threaded in her hair, the other holding her hip while he drove deeper.
“I need to see those eyes.”
She forced herself to look at him, and the moment she connected with him, she tumbled into all the promises there. Every barrier she had up against him crashed and burned. For a moment, everything was easy. Nash was not fighting against his personal demons. His cockiness had vanished. His need to prove he had won was gone.
For this one second, there was only the perfection where two souls touched and knew each other wholly. And in that pure moment, her climax hit, and she free-fell into the pleasure. She came against him in a hot rush of emotion and satisfaction, with Nash following right behind.
Many minutes later, she opened her eyes. Everything beautiful and sweet vanished at the arrogance coupled with determination in his expression. She knew that look well. She hated that look. “Just tonight,” she told him firmly, trying so hard to find her ironclad walls. “This can never happen again.”
She caught his smug grin before his lips sealed across hers again. He feverishly kissed her, returning all that heat in an instant, and then he chuckled against her m
outh. “Good luck with that, Freckles.”