Just One Kiss (Very Irresistible Bachelors 2)

Heather’s eyes were wide and full of lust. I could ask anything of her, and she’d give it to me. And that was exactly what I wanted: her complete surrender.

I licked her nipple once, smiling when she jerked back on instinct, just out of my reach. I needed her in another position: more at my mercy. Like this, sitting at the edge of the bed, she could get away too easily. She looked up at me with a hint of shyness.

“You’re beautiful, Heather.”

I stayed where I was, a good two feet away from the bed, drinking in every part of her. When our gazes locked, she licked her lower lip.

“You like watching me get naked?” I asked.

“Might be among my top ten favorite views.”

I laughed, stalking toward her.

“Top ten, huh? Not even top three?”

She rolled her eyes playfully, running her hand down my chest, making a circle around my navel before lowering her hand even more.

“We have to be quiet,” she murmured.

I gripped the headboard when she wrapped her hand around my cock, circling around the crown with her thumb before tracing that same path with her tongue.

“Fuck!” I hadn’t expected it to be so intense. Everything was heightened with Heather. When she looked up at me, I just wanted to bury myself inside her, but instead I let her take charge... for now.

She took me in her mouth, slow and deep. Fuck. Fuck. I was going to splinter the wood or sprain my hand if I gripped the headboard any tighter. I was breathing in through my nose, out through my mouth, pacing myself. Pulling back, she licked up from the base, going slowly, driving me crazy. When she pressed the flat of her tongue against it, I dropped my head back, groaning. She clamped her lips tight around my cock, and on instinct, I moved my hips back and forth, watching her. Her eyes glinted playfully as she gripped the base of my cock with one hand, my ass with the other. Her nails pressed into my skin. She moved her mouth up and down, slowly and then faster, increasing the rhythm. Energy shot through me. Fuck. I ran one hand through her hair before fisting it.

Leaning to one side, I reached between her legs. When I traced my fingers down her pussy, realizing how wet she was from having her mouth on me, I nearly lost my mind. I circled her clit slowly, until she grasped the sheet with her free hand. Her moans reverberated against my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

“Babe!” I groaned, pulling out slowly. I pushed her back on the bed, spreading her legs, leaning over her. I moved my mouth up one inner thigh while dragging my fingers up the other one. Her skin turned sensitive everywhere I touched or licked.

When I pressed my tongue flat against her clit, I heard her swallow hard, felt the muscles in her belly contract in anticipation.

“Rykeeeer.”

I held her thighs firmly, watching her come apart with every lash of my tongue, until her thighs were shaking.

“Please, please,” she whispered.

I moved my mouth up on her body in a slow, lazy rhythm. She writhed under me in protest.

“Ryker, touch me. Please.”

Smiling against her skin, I touched two fingers to her clit, applying pressure again. Damn, it was a fucking privilege to feel her come apart, to wring every drop of pleasure from her.

I wanted to be etched so deep in her body and her mind that there was no place for any man except me. I needed to be important to her. I kissed up her neck, groaning when my cock rubbed against her stomach. Pulling back, I positioned the tip at her entrance. She pulsed around me the second I slid inside. Her eyes widened, as if she wasn’t expecting this any more than I did.

“Let go, beautiful. I want to feel you come,” I urged, sliding in deeper, faster. She was so turned on from our foreplay that I knew it wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge. My pelvis pushed against her clit on every thrust. She grew tighter, and then tighter still, and then she came hard, tugging at the sheets. A shot of pleasure rippled through me, so intense that I buckled over her, nearly crushing her. Fuck, no.

I pulled out, pacing myself, waiting for her to regain her breath, kissing her breasts and neck before I hooked my elbows under her knees, lifting her legs up.

She gasped in surprise, but that didn’t keep her from surrendering to me just the way I wanted her.

I smiled when she reached a hand between us, gripping my cock, bringing it closer to her pussy. I drove inside her the next second. She gasped, thrusting her hips upward. I was deeper inside her than before and knew this was so intense for her that she wouldn’t last long. Fuck, it was intense for me too. She clenched around me on every thrust.

I placed one of her legs back on the bed. She had more leverage like this, and I had a free hand. I could touch her. I teased a nipple before lowering my hand. I loved that damp skin, her cries of pleasure—they were all because of me. They were for me. I rested my palm on her pubis to increase the pressure while nudging her clit with my thumb.

“I love feeling you so tight around me, so close,” I said. “I love you.”

“Ryker, I’m going to...” Her words were completely lost in her cry of pleasure. I couldn’t last one second longer. This was so intense that I could barely think, barely breathe through the pleasure, and when she grabbed the headboard with both hands, squeezing her inner muscles even tighter, I let go completely.