He hissed under his breath. “You’re so small I can crush you,” I heard the ripping of my shirt, but I felt no outrage. The cool night air caressed my breasts, making my nipples peak, but they weren’t cold for long as he insistently tugged and sucked on them.
“I want to touch you,” I moaned softly as he expertly seduced me.
He released my hands and stripped down to his boxers in no time. He joined me back on the bed and continued his journey down to my stomach. His brea
th tickled, caressed, and warmed me. As he neared the waistband of my shorts he looked up at me inquiringly.
I gasped and nodded as I felt his hands brush against my core.
“Can I just taste you tonight?” he asked gruffly as he slowly removed my shorts.
I knew in that moment I would have given him anything. The person within him was reaching out to the person within me and I wasn’t afraid of the actual act for once. He was the biggest and strongest of my guys, but I feared him the least. Even though his movements were more rough and possessive than any of them had been.
I nodded. “Please,” I said breathlessly.
He let out a breath I’m sure he had been holding. “Just say the word,” he said as his lips hovered above my core.
“I can’t,” I almost whined as I pushed my hips towards him, seeking his warm lips.
I nearly fell apart within seconds of his mouth touching me. He expertly licked and sucked on me. He might have just told me he was great at taking and walking away, but he knew how to give. He more than knew how to give. I never thought this act would be so enjoyable. It seemed extremely intimate and closer than I thought I would ever want to be with anyone.
Soon his hands joined his exploration and he groaned deep in his throat like he was enjoying this as much as I was.
“Remy, please,” I begged him, although I wasn’t sure what I was exactly begging for.
He did, as he drove me higher into the throes of passion. The pressure deep in my core and in my stomach, built to astounding heights and with one more flick of his tongue and the feeling of his fingers in me, I fell apart. I grabbed a pillow and threw it over my mouth as a scream I was helpless to stop ripped through my throat.
We were both shaking, and I could feel the aftershocks of the pleasure and our connection. They both rocked me to the core. I laid there for a moment in satiation and satisfaction.
When my breathing slowed he pulled me to him. “Was I too rough?”
I shook my head. “No, no far from it.” I said earnestly.
As I laid on his chest, I knew I wanted to reciprocate what he had done for me. I had to remind myself this was someone I cared about and he cared about me. His demonstration moments ago was proof of that. Sure, he had been demanding in his movements, but I wouldn’t expect anything less from him and I enjoyed it.
Pushing the demons out of my head I sat up and moved down to his boxers.
His hissed out as I grabbed the waistband of his boxers. “Baby, you don’t have to do that. I’m perfectly content tasting you. In fact, I want another taste already.”
I shook my head. “Not yet and I want a taste myself.”
He tried to stop my mouth from descending but soon lost that battle the moment my lips wrapped around his manhood. I loved the feeling I felt afterwards knowing I had the power to make him fall apart as I had. He had cursed under his breath numerous times and I loved knowing I could make him lose control just as easily as he had made me lose control.
I crawled up his chest, rubbing my bare chest against his, relishing in this intimate moment as he pushed my legs apart, so I was straddling his waist. His massive, strong arms cradled me to him. One of his hands found its way into my hair.
“If you only knew the power you held over us,” he murmured tiredly. “Never, and I mean never...” He whispered before drifting off to sleep.
I wanted to question him, but I was too tired myself, so I curled closer to him and fell asleep.
Chapter 27
I woke up to a blood-curdling scream and Ella crying for me uncontrollably. I rolled off Remy disorientated. I searched the floor for my shirt and remembered it was torn so I quickly grabbed Remy’s as he threw on his pants. I ran into her room through the bathroom and saw Will and Drake had already beaten me there.
Will only raised his eyebrows slightly as he saw Remy following me through the door.
I crawled into the bed beside Ella and pulled her close. She was crying, and her face was red.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?” I crooned softly as I rocked her against me.