Hendrix (Raleigh Raptors 3)

“Not good enough,” I growled. My muscles ached from the restraint it took to hold back.

She glanced at my mouth, then met my gaze. “I only want you. Tonight. Right now.”

My dick twitched, and the lust in my veins simmered to a boil. “I’m not the guy who does soft and slow, Savannah. You say yes, and you’re getting all of me.” I owed her that final out.

“Only once?” She sounded disappointed.

“Only once.” More than that was dangerous to both of us. “But you’d better run while you have the chance, little butterfly. I’m going to ruin you for every man you even think about touching after me. That’s not a threat, it’s a promise.”

“I want you tonight.” She arched again, making that little sound in her throat that told me she was more than turned on.

“So eager to be devoured?” I challenged, silently reminding myself why tonight was a bad idea. No romance. No candles. No roses…or whatever.

“Again,” she said, lifting one knee and wrapping her leg around the small of my back, then squeezing me tight so she could jump and get the other one around me, too.

Fuck, that was hot. “I’m sorry?”

“Devour me again. I remember exactly what your mouth feels like between my thighs, Hendrix. If that’s being devoured, then I’m more than ready.” She locked her ankles as my cock rested right where my mouth had been.

“Savannah,” I half-groaned, half-cursed.

“What does it take to break your control?” she mused, leaning forward to place an openmouthed kiss at my throat.

“You don’t want to find out.” God, that felt good.

“You make the rules. We’ll keep it a secret. It’s only for one time. We agree on the date.” She punctuated each rule with another kiss, working her way to my mouth. “Anything else?”

“Rule five, our hearts don’t get involved.” That would be disastrous on every single level.

“Agreed. I want it to be tonight.”

“Don’t you want a little more planning? Something memorable?” I lifted my head, keeping her mouth from mine by only a breath.

“I want you, Hendrix. Only you.”

“Savannah—” There were a million and ten different ways this was a bad idea, and yet the fact that I wanted her was overpowering every single one of them.

“You’re right. I won’t give control over to anyone else. No one else is strong enough to take it. You’re the only person I even considered asking. Just you, Hendrix.”

Her words broke me like nothing else could have.

I took her mouth in a hard, deep kiss, sweeping my tongue past her lips and taking everything she offered. Just a few seconds was all it took to lose my head in her taste. I released her wrists and tunneled the fingers of one hand through her hair while grabbing onto her ass with the other.

“It’s not about being strong enough. I don’t want to take control,” I said between kisses, tilting her head so the next one would be even deeper. “I want you to give it.”

“That’s the only reason I will.” She laced her hands behind my neck and pulled me in for another drugging, carnal kiss. “Consider it yours. Right now.”

“Right now,” I agreed, searching my common sense for the point of no return, only to realize we’d passed it. I wasn’t even sure when, but we had. We weren’t a choice anymore, but an undeniable fact. I carried her up the stairs without breaking the kiss, then into my bedroom.

She ripped her mouth from mine only to kiss my jaw, my earlobe.

I laid her back in the center of my massive, heavy bed, then stood beside it.

“Hendrix?” she asked, lifting up on her elbows.

I pulled my shirt over my head, and her lips parted. At least being barefoot meant I had no shoes to bother with, so I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my pants, catching my boxer-briefs at the same time. “You’re sure you want this?”

“Yes.” Her eyes flared and darkened as I took off the rest of my clothes and left them on the hardwood floor. Then the big, brown depths were focused on my cock as her lips parted.

“Still sure?” I asked.

“Yep.” She blinked a few times. “You are ridiculous, you know that?” Her gaze traveled over my naked body with open appreciation. “Completely. Utterly. Ridiculous. No one should be as hot as you are.”

“You should see the view from where I’m standing.” I couldn’t keep from grinning. Not that I hadn’t heard compliments like that before, but it was different hearing it from Savannah. I walked to the nightstand, opened the new box of condoms there, and took one out. “You understand what this means?”

“I’m clean,” she blurted.

“I wasn’t doubting that. I am, too. This means safety is non-negotiable for both of us.” I threw it on the bed beside her. “That means I have every intention of fucking you, Savannah. Still agree?”