I stay silent when he stands, watching in awe as he strips right in front of me.
He drops the shirt and then his shoes and socks before the pushes his pants and belt to the ground.
The large bulge under his boxer briefs is all I can look at.
“Come to my bed, Bella.” He stretches out a hand. “If you’re too weak, I’ll carry you.”
I fumble to my feet, grabbing for his hand for balance.
His fingers play over the strap of my bra. “Let’s lose this.”
I reach to unclasp it, but he beats me. His fingers glide behind me, and in one swift movement, the bra is undone and sliding off my arms.
“Every inch of you I uncover is more beautiful than the last.”
I drop my gaze to his boxer briefs. “Can I see more of you?”
He reaches down, pushing his underwear down his legs until they’re on the floor.
I stare at his naked body. It’s powerful muscle and smooth skin. His cock is beautiful. Thick and long, it curves up toward his stomach.
“Your bed?” I question with a raised brow.
Taking my hand in his, he brings it to his mouth to press a kiss to my palm. “I’m not letting you leave tonight, my Bella.”
The ache in my heart steals my breath. “I won’t go.”
I never want to go. I’d stay with this man, in this apartment, forever if he asked.
***
His body hovers me. The only light in the room is from outside. It’s the glow of the city. It’s enough for me to make out every detail of his handsome face.
He sheathed his cock while I settled on the bed, taking in the expansive bedroom.
It’s barren except for the large king-size bed, and a pair of leather chairs tucked into a corner.
We don’t say anything. Our eyes are locked, our bodies speaking their need with their movements.
I edge my legs apart, making room for his hips.
He grunts out a sound of need as the broad head of his cock presses against my core. I move my hips, relishing in the sensation when it grazes over my clit.
A smile takes over his face before it morphs into something else. It’s something raw and primal when he notches his cock against my opening and pushes in slowly. Every inch is filling me more and more until I feel him deep inside me.
“Ah, fuck. So good,” he growls out between heaving breaths.
I reach for his hips, holding him tight while we ride the wave together.
Deep, powerful thrusts that shake the bed are followed by slow, measured strokes that take me to the edge.
His eyes stay on mine the entire time.
I come with a cry that I don’t recognize as my own. My voice bursts out in a strangled moan that sets him off.
He pumps harder and faster, chasing his own release and when he finds it, he calls my name over and over until he collapses on top of me with a kiss to my mouth and words whispered so softly that I can’t make them out.
Chapter 41