He leaned over to catch the screams coming out of my mouth. His car couldn’t muffle them all that was for sure. When I came back to myself, I saw the stop sign on our corner.
I flicked off the seatbelt and threw myself at him.
The kiss was wild and full of laughter, then he buried his chin into the space between my neck and shoulder. “Some other time, we’ll play this game again. And we’ll see if there’s a night of punishment in store. Tonight? Tonight, I just want you screaming my name.”
I smiled. “I’m definitely up for that game.”
“We have plenty of time.” He slowly pulled up the driveway to our house and turned off the engine. “Now, you better run.”
I flung open my door and headed for the house. My dress was half falling forward and I hoped to hell everyone was sleeping in the neighborhood or they would be getting a show.
A second before I dashed over the threshold, I remembered he should have carried me over it.
I would only have this opportunity for that, new bride and all. But the intent in his eyes when I turned around made me keep moving.
I ran up the stairs and his pounding feet made my heart race. I got to the top and almost through the bedroom door when he scooped me up and over his shoulder. He set me on the bed gently.
When I frowned at him, he shook his head. “I’m not tossing my pregnant bride on the bed.” He stripped off his shirt and undershirt. Next came his belt. “I am going to fuck the hell out of her though.”
I scrambled up to get out of my dress. He was right. There was rough and then there was safe. And I loved that he wanted me to be safe. For our baby to be safe. But the heat in his eyes made my toes curl.
“Stop.”
I stopped at the strap of my bra. “What?”
“That’s my job.”
“Oh.” I knelt in the middle of the bed in my white demi-cup bra, garter, and panties. He stepped forward and drew the the strap down slowly. My breasts weren’t overly large, but they filled the cup and held it up. He lowered his mouth and nudged it down. He bit down on the tip and tugged, sucking on it strongly until my head fell back.
I scraped my fingers through the close-cropped hair along his nape. When he looked up at me with my nipple between his teeth, I shuddered. How could I ever think he was anything but the wild man of every fantasy I’d ever had?
I’d been so worried about second-guessing every move that I hadn’t let myself enjoy every part of him.
That was changing right now.
He pushed me back on the bed and rolled me onto my stomach. “Now, we’re going to just get rid of these.” He pulled down my panties slowly, his nose brushing lightly over my swollen folds as he inched it down past my thighs and knees until finally, I was free of them. He drew his tongue down my slit and spread me wide. I reached for the headboard and he laughed.
“You better hang onto that, darlin’.”
I cried out as he left not one inch of me untasted. Even parts of me I never thought I’d want him to search out. I couldn’t even wiggle away from him. He eased me onto my side and ducked his head under my leg so I was open to him in every way. He looked up at me as he lapped at me, teased me, and toyed with me.
When I couldn’t breathe around my frustration anymore, he gripped my garter and snapped it. The little sting of pain shocked me into the first wave of an orgasm. He ducked back under my leg and settled behind me. I backed up against him and sighed when he slid his cock into me with a slowness that made my eyes cross.
“Dare.”
“Kelsey. My Kelsey.” He eased out and back in until every square inch of me was filled. I melted into him as he slowly rocked into me again and again. He tucked his arm under my knee until I was splayed open and so full of him I couldn’t think.
I could only feel.
He tugged my earlobe with a harsh growl. “Hold onto that headboard, darlin’.”
I reached up, wrapping my fingers around the lip at the edge of the mattress. He snapped his hips forward and my teeth vibrated from the force of his thrust. “Yes.”
“Fuck yes,” he growled as he let go.
The thing I’d wanted most was mine.
Dare’s frenzied strokes hurled me head first into another release. Before I could recover from that one, his fingers were plucking at me, demanding another. My skin was flushed and sweat coated my back where our bodies met.