“Jesus Christ,” he growls, the deep tenor of his voice dropping so many octaves as my pussy clenches.
I wanted to surprise him, just as he did with the roses he sent to my office. My lips turn up at the side as he prowls toward me, his eyes going so dark before he captures me, both in his arms and with his mouth. I am flush against his body as he slides his hands down my back to my ass, squeezing and molding my cheeks as he devours my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck, needing him close since I’ve missed him so damn much. When he lifts me to his height, I wrap my legs around his waist, my center hitting the roughness of the shorts he wears. Even through those shorts, I can feel the thickness of him, and boy, it makes me wild.
He parts from my lips, drawing in deep breaths as he gazes into my eyes. I move my mouth along his, not kissing him but not ready to go without the feel of those lips on mine as my eyes stay trapped in his gaze. “I missed you. So damn much.”
“Same, Kirb. Same. Thank you for my roses.”
“Did they make you happy?”
“Almost as happy as I am right now in your arms.” He nips at my mouth, and I demand, “Now, take me to bed.”
He scoffs. “I can’t make it that far.”
I giggle as he carries me to the couch, laying me down before covering my body with his. He kisses, sucks, and runs his teeth along my jaw, down my neck, before kissing down the valley of my breasts as I arch up against his thick cock. He draws in a deep breath, shaking his head when he looks down at me. Taking me in. “You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life.”
“Your whole life, huh?”
I don’t know how he can undress me with his eyes when I’m barely wearing anything, but I swear he is. I feel flawless under his gaze. With his voice so low, so dangerous, he says, “Shit, this life, past lives, future lives—all of them, Jaylin. You’re absolutely stunning.”
My lips start to curve into a grin, but then his mouth is there, drawing the kisses out of me with such beautiful need. He cups my breasts in his hands, squeezing them before running his palms down my waist to my hips. I stroke my fingers down his back, catching his shirt to bring it up and pull it over his head. Once he’s free of the shirt, he takes me by my hips, bringing me hard and fast against his thighs as he ogles me. “I want to do so many things to you, but all of them need more stamina than I have right now.”
I snort as I trace my fingers along his pecs and the number of abs that I can’t count at this moment because my vision is a little shaky from how hard my heart is beating. I arch my back so that I press hard against him and give him one hell of a view. “Do whatever you want.”
“Whatever?” he asks with a gleam in those dark eyes.
“I’m yours.” I don’t know if I’ve lost my damn mind. If I’m so deep in my need for him that I’m not thinking correctly. Or if those words are my truth. Either way, something shifts in his eyes, and it’s not sexual at all. It’s sweet and full of appreciation for me. Maybe even love and that little something that makes me feel like I’m flying. A smirk moves across his lips, and then he lifts me, placing me on the coffee table.
He drops to his knees, parting my legs completely before dropping his mouth to me. He sucks my pussy between his lips, and I cry out, arching into his mouth as I cup my breasts. He holds my thighs open as his tongue glides up my slit and back down, ever so slowly. He isn’t even anywhere near my clit, but I feel my orgasm building. I feel it at the tips of my toes and my fingers. I feel him everywhere. He licks, nibbles, and takes his time on just my lips before he opens me and devours me fully and with no warning whatsoever. I dig my heels into his shoulders, arching way up off the table so he can suck me farther into that risqué mouth of his. I know I am playing with fire, because when I come, I’m going to come super hard. But I don’t care. I need it. I need him. I start to ride his mouth, grinding my pussy against his lips. He hasn’t shaved, and it feels glorious against me. I’m almost there, I’m about to break, but he stops.