“Ember?”
“Hmmm?” I practically purr.
“I need you to kiss me again like you did earlier. I’ve waited all evening to have you alone and feel it again.”
“Feel what?” I turn into him and gulp at the heat in his eyes.
His gaze is filled with desire, passion, and hunger. “Feel like you’re mine.”
My heart races so fast, I fear it will explode out of my chest. The ringing in my ears temporarily deafens me as I try to control my emotions. I’m completely in love with Robbie Hayes. He’s shown me how a man should treat a woman. There’s an authoritative and commanding presence, but he’s also revealed a glimpse of his vulnerable side.
When he holds me in his arms, I feel safe and protected. My own passion starts to build. “That’s because I am yours,” I simply state and watch his face fill with happiness.
“Fucking finally.” He bends to lift me, linking my legs around his waist, and slams his mouth to mine in a kiss so deep and wet that moisture instantly builds. His hardened erection rubs against the lace of my panties as my dress slides up. I barely register him walking us backwards to his room, until the soft mattress dips as he leans over me.
“So beautiful.” He gently caresses my cheek as he pulls away. “Tonight is proof I can’t keep my hands and eyes off of you.”
“Then don’t.”
His face fills with intensity when I scoot out from under him and stand, reaching to unzip my dress.
“Don’t move.” He jolts up, turning my back to his. “I’m going to unclothe every inch of you and enjoy the fuck out of it.”
Goose bumps spread over my skin, which he notices.
“You nervous, Ember? I hope so, because I’m going to show you what it’s like to be loved by a real man. Every step you take tomorrow will remind you of me.”
A tremor runs down my spine as he unzips the dress and kisses his way down. When he hits the small of my back, he licks against my skin and runs his hands up to my shoulders, forcing the dress to fall. The material pools at my feet, leaving me in nothing but a strapless bra, lace panties, and strappy heels.
He picks me up as if I weigh nothing and lays me across the bed. Something in me snaps, and I move quickly, clawing at his clothes to get him naked. He helps me get his shirt off and kicks off his own socks and shoes. When I reach for his belt, his large hand covers mine and tightens.
“This is my turn, babe.” Without another word, he holds my hips in place as he kisses his way down my body, whispering sweet words. The heat of his breath against my flesh almost causes my undoing. I want this man more than I’ve wanted anything in my life.
When his mouth hits my belly button, his hands inch my panties slowly down my legs. The wait is agonizing until he sucks lightly at the sensitive skin on both my upper thighs. As soon as his tongue sweeps along my slick center, I whimper. My hands glide through his silky hair, pulling him closer. He pinches my ass, thrusting his tongue as deep as possible.
My hips tilt and legs fall open, giving him complete access.
“Look at me, Ember. Watch as I suck your sweet pussy.” His voice is rough and demanding.
When our eyes lock, I stop breathing. His stare is deep. The normal bright, beautiful blue is dark and intense. He makes a point to lick, unhurriedly, watching my reaction. His tongue circles my lips, teasing me. Then he kisses the same path until I start to tremble.
As hard as I try, I can’t stop my eyes from closing. He feasts on me as I squirm and pant, trying to hold back. His teeth lightly nip my clit, forcing feelings of to ecstasy flow. As soon as his finger slips in, I scream his name, coming apart against his lips. Waves of extreme pleasure take over, setting my nerve endings on fire.
He doesn’t ease up, sucking me in further. My vision goes spotty, and I grip his sheets tightly, trying to come down from my high. His hands roam up my torso and slip around to undo my bra before he throws it to the ground.
His moist lips kiss a path along my collarbone, stopping at the column of my throat.
“Fucking unbelievable,” he murmurs against my skin. “Your body is made for me.”
I try to talk, but it comes out more as a mumble. He pulls back with hunger in his eyes, hesitating, waiting for my approval.
I nod and cup his cheeks, communicating without words, and bring his mouth to mine. My hands slide down his sides and move around to his belt, undoing it slowly. Our eyes stay locked in an endless gaze as my fingers finally get his zipper and buttons unfastened. He lifts his hips to help me push the material down until he can kick them off.
When he lies back on top of me, I finally find my voice. “No more holding back, Robbie. I want this.”
He rests his forehead against mine and exhales loudly. “Thank God.”
It surprises me when he lifts up and leans back on his calves. In this position, I get a perfect view of his body and the hard erection against his stomach. His hands snake down my leg and pull my foot up to rest on his thigh. Gently, he undoes the straps on my shoe before placing it on the floor. He kisses down my leg and then repeats the process with the other shoe.