Fighting for Keeps (Rocky River Fighters 2)

“You joining me?”

Not waiting on a reply, she turned back around and climbed on the bed, laying on her back and getting comfortable. As comfortable as she could get when her skin was tight and on fire, and her core was painfully tightened with desire for him, that is.

By the time she gathered her courage to look back up, the bed was dipping with his weight. Stopping at her feet, he looked up and locked gazes with her as he lifted her foot, placing a soft kiss on the sole. Stifling a giggle at the unexpected tickle, she watched as he put his lips on her ankle, and then worked his way up her leg, placing kisses in increments.

Her blood felt like it was boiling underneath her skin by the time he reached her center. She held her breath, nervous at the thought of his mouth so close to the most secret part of her, but he veered off to her hip, continuing his journey of kisses. By the time he kissed her mouth, having paused to lavish attention on her nipples, she was a writhing mess of pent up desire, and the flames were burning her alive.

“I’m having a hard time going slow,” he said as he pulled back, voice gravelly. “Having a hard time giving your body the attention it deserves right now. But I will, if you need more, even if it kills me.”

“I don’t need more,” she replied breathlessly, letting her legs fall open. He settled between them, his hardness brushing her center, and her breath caught, chest tight at the sensation. “The only thing I need right now is you, Seth. I want to feel you inside me.”

Eyes lightening to a blazing light gold, he slammed his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue inside. Reaching between them, he took himself in hand, rubbing his hardness through her folds, coating himself in the wetness she could feel leaking from her center.

He broke the kiss and stared deeply into her eyes as he positioned himself at her entrance and slowly began easing inside. She wanted to close her eyes at the overwhelming sensations coursing through her, but she fought to keep them open and locked with his. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate his girth as he inched inside, and it felt glorious.

It felt better than anything she’d ever experienced before. Better than solving the most complex scientific equation. Better than being the one to find the next great discovery, better than being the best in a largely male dominated field. It was even better than a Manchester tart, her favorite dessert, and something she’d eat for every meal, if she could.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she closed them in a tight grip, moving her hips and urging him on. With a muttered curse, he thrust his hips in a move she was almost positive was involuntary, surging forward and burying himself inside her.

Pleasure streaked through her, sparking off her every nerve ending, and her eyes slid closed.

“Bloody hell, you feel incredible,” she breathed out, panting heavily as she forced her eyes back open. He wore a pained grimace on his face, and she undulated her hips, causing both of them to suck in a breath. “Move, Seth. Make love to me. I’m not delicate, and I won’t break. Fuck me until I feel it in my bones, fuck me until I can’t breathe through the pleasure.”

His eyes brightened even further, and he growled deep in his chest. He pulled out slowly, and she feared that was the pace he would set. She appreciated the thought, and maybe at another time she’d be grateful to go slow. But right now, she needed him to take her fiercely, like she knew he wanted to. Like she was craving him to. She was burning up for him, and she knew he felt the same way.

But then, with one surge of his hips, he thrust into her hard and fast. With every thrust inside her, he lost a little more of the tight control he was trying desperately to keep hold of. Soon, he was wild, his hips pistoning, slamming into her with enough force to slide her up the mattress.

Moaning loudly, she tried to match his movements and meet him in the middle, but she was no match for him. And all she could do was hold on as he fucked her senseless. She thought it wasn’t possible to become more pleasurable, but then he shifted, changing the angle of his thrusts, and he began hitting a spot inside her that had her eyes rolling back in her head.

It only took a few strokes after that before she splintered apart, feeling like every molecule separated from her body and shot to the sky. Screaming out his name, her body convulsed, sucking him in as he continued pounding into her. She was flying so high she wasn’t sure she’d ever come back down, riding a wave of pleasure she never wanted to end, despite its almost painful intensity.

She was beginning to float back down when, with a gritted curse, Seth slammed into her once, twice, three times, and let go, head thrown back, an expression of ecstasy on his face. She could feel him pulsing inside her, feel his warmth coating her insides, and it sent her flying back up, a new round of pleasure making her see stars.

She wasn’t sure how long she floated in bliss, but when she came back down and became aware of her surroundings again, her muscles were weak, her arms loosely hooked around his shoulders, and her legs were flopped down on the bed. His face was buried in her neck, and every so often, fine tremors wracked his frame.

Huffing a breath, he gently pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her. He held open his arms, and she immediately moved into them, contentment like she’d never known filling her as she snuggled deeper into him.

When their breathing finally evened out, he spoke, rubbing his hand up and down her arm in a caress she felt to her toes.

“Did you enjoy that?” he asked, his voice saying he already knew the answer.

“Of course,” she breathed. Clearing her throat, she willed her voice to have more substance. “It was amazing, and it probably wouldn’t be a stretch to say that it was the single greatest and best experience of my life.”

“Good. I’m glad, and hearing that is probably every man’s dream. Now take everything you’re feeling and multiply it by about a thousand, and you’ll come sort of close to knowing how I feel. That was incredible, Amelia, and never once did it feel like you weren’t good, or like you didn’t know what you were doing. It only felt like I was holding in my arms everything important and necessary to my life.”

Tears stung her eyes, and with her heart feeling near bursting, she turned her head and placed a lingering kiss on his pec. When she first started this, she never imagined they’d end up here, even with her not so bright pl

an to seduce him. Seth was such a surprise, and so much more than she thought she would ever find. Now she just had to figure out a way to keep him.

A soft snore hit her ears, and she looked up at him with a smile. His eyes were closed, mouth slightly open, and he had a relaxed and peaceful expression on his face. Laying her head down on his chest, her eyes started to close, but a new noise stopped her. It sounded like… was that purring? Twitching her eyebrows in a frown, she started to get up to check it out, wondering how on Earth a cat got in there.

Freezing, she realized Seth’s chest was vibrating underneath her cheek, and it was vibrating in time with the purr. Eyes wide, she looked up and studied his face. Eyes that turned a light gold when he was worked up about something, remarks about declawing, a purr rattling from his chest.

A cat. Seth’s animal was a cat. She wondered what he shifted to, quickly sifting through different breeds in her mind. The thought of him turning into a housecat felt a little absurd, so she quickly dismissed it. A big cat then, but there were so many possibilities, and she had no way of narrowing it down.

Relaxing back down on top of him, contentment washed over her. While she was curious, of course, it didn’t matter what he was. She would love him just the same, even if he were nothing more than a human.

Eyes popping back open, she froze for a second, fear sparking in her chest. But then a slow smile curled the corners of her lips. She knew, even a few days ago, that her heart would be lost to him if she slept with him. No, her heart would have been lost to him regardless. Sleeping with him just made it happen faster.