Enforcer (Seattle Sharks 2)

I took a step closer to her, licking my lips. “And now, you.”

The laughter left her eyes, and she sucked in a shaken breath. I didn’t need to explain how bringing her here meant more than the terms of our contract, she could see it in my eyes. The woman missed nothing, and honestly, I was getting tired of trying to keep her out.

I finally reached out to her, touching the soft skin of her cheek. “Tell me what you want,” I said, wrapping my other hand around the back of her neck, planting slow kisses against the line of her jaw. She arched against me, her breasts lightly grazing my chest and the move shot heat straight to my dick.

“You,” she said, her voice breathless as I lightly trailed my tongue down her neck.

I locked eyes with her, finally shaking off the newness of seducing a woman in my place—a woman that mattered to me, whether I wanted to admit it or not—and smirked. “Not enough. I need more.”

Her skin tightened under my touch as I roamed my hands over her bare arms, her covered breasts, and her hips. She parted her lips, reaching for mine instead of answering.

I pulled back but pressed my hard dick against her center, the heat scorching even with clothes on. I couldn’t fucking wait to rip them off, but I held my ground. She tilted her head backward, sighing from the connection as she dug her fingers into my back.

“Rory,” she groaned.

“Tell me,” I demanded. She needed to say it. There would be no misunderstandings between us in this department. Period.

“Rory, fuck me.” The fierce need in her voice nearly had me coming in my pants it was so fucking hot.

“More,” I said, nipping at the skin of her neck.

She sighed, the breath full of frustration as she wiggled against me.

I smirked, loving that she wanted this as badly as me. Contract or not.

“Paige,” I said, a warning to my tone as I moved an inch away from her.

She grabbed my hips and jerked me back to her, never losing my eyes. “Rory. I want you to fuck me so well I won’t ever forget.”

I hissed, the fire in those green eyes blazing in my blood. I threaded my fingers through her hair, arching her head backward. “Is that on your list?”

“You know it is.”

Slanting my mouth over hers, I pulled her close, relishing every single soft curve she had. Slowly I pulled her silk shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor before I unbuttoned her pants, easily slipping the wide legs over her black heels which she left on.

“Fucking perfect.” I stayed on my knees, taking in every inch of her smooth skin covered only by the black lace of her bra and panties. Grabbing a handful of her gorgeous ass, I pulled her close and pushed her panties to the side just enough to kiss her already wet pussy.

“Oh, God,” she moaned, fisting my hair as I dipped my tongue inside her.

“You taste fucking divine.” Sweet—even better than the last time—and hot and mine. I hooked one hand underneath her knee and rested it over my shoulder, loving the bite of pain from her high heel on my back. I supported her balance with nothing but my arms and the grip on her hips, and the angle it gave me was worth every fucking day I spent at the gym.

“Rory.” My name was a whisper on her lips, and with the taste of her on my tongue, I was ready to sink deep inside her until Rory was the only word she knew.

I hummed against her wetness, growling as I pulled away and slipped a finger inside her. She ground against it with a greedy hunger that only made me harder. Any more and I would bust through my pants. “You’re there already,” I said, sucking in a sharp breath when she clenched around my fingers as I added another. Her response was so open, so honest, so incredibly hot that it would have taken me to my knees if I wasn’t already there.

She only responded with a moan as I pushed deeper inside her. “How badly do you want this?”

“God, Rory. Please.”

Fuck, Paige. The ache in her voice, the wet tightness of her body, she was so much better than every fantasy of mine she’d starred in. When she begged me like that, fuck it only made me want to make her come every day for the rest of her life.

Wait, what?

She rolled against my hand, another moan ripping from her lips, successfully grounding me in the present. I pressed deeper and sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue with just enough pressure until I felt her legs tremble around me. I tightened my hold on her as she flew apart around my mouth because while I’d pushed her over the edge, I would never let her fall.

“Rory!” She screamed and damn near ripped my hair out as she continued to come, aftershocks rippling around me. I gently stroked her before lightly kissing her soft, hot skin until she had come down. Unhooking her leg from over my shoulder, I didn’t let her stand on her own for long. I swept an arm beneath her knees and gently sat her on the couch.

Her eyes were hooded, and lust filled as I slowly peeled off my clothes. She took in every inch of my body, and I resisted the urge to flex. I was proud of my body, of the lengths I went to striving for my best, but the look in her eyes made me feel like a God. “We’re just getting started, Red.”

She licked her lips as I dropped my black briefs and scooped her off the couch. I could’ve easily fucked her there, or hell, I could’ve taken a left and went to the bedroom. But this was Paige, and no ordinary place would do.

I opened the balcony door and carried her out into the crisp Seattle air.

“Rory, what if someone sees?” The excitement in her eyes didn’t match the concern in her tone.

I gently set her on her feet, sliding her panties down her legs and over her heels. “Do you trust me?” I asked, kissing my way back up her leg until I’d reached her mouth. I threaded my fingers through her hair, holding my breath as I waited for her answer—somehow, it seemed more important than anything else I’d ever needed before.

She worried her bottom lip between her teeth for only a moment before she wrapped her arms around my neck and hopped, locking her ankles around my back. “Yes,” she said before pressing her lips against mine.

I held her underneath her perfect ass, slowly guiding us until her back pressed against the glass. She hissed from the cold on her hot skin, but the way she arched against my hard cock said she liked it.

“Say it again,” I demanded, breaking our kiss as I shifted her above me, the tip of my dick brushing her wet center.