“You’re the only one to ever have this.” My admission is soft, but his body jerks as his eyes fly to mine.
“No one else?”
“No one.”
His fingers dig into my knees, and his head comes to rest between my thighs. The heat of his breath wisps against my sensitive skin, and I wait for him to move. When he doesn’t, my fingers thread through his hair.
“Sweetie?”
“Give me a minute, Ashlyn. I’m trying to tame the fucking animal inside and keep myself in check.”
A new kind of thrill races through my veins. “You don’t have to keep yourself in check.”
“Knowing I’ll live all my life with something that is only mine is something I never thought possible.”
His tongue darts out, running along my slickness, taking me by surprise, and a whimper escapes my throat. The roughness of his tongue works its way inside, moving around urgently until I can no longer hold myself up with my one arm. I fall back, my shoulders on the wall, and fist his hair as he delves deeper.
The soft bristles of his stubble rubs against my skin with each stroke. I’m helpless to his assault as he swirls his tongue, touching everywhere. He pulls back enough to flick it against my clit over and over until I know I can’t last.
The pleasure is too much, and it’s been so long. My body vibrates with need as I plead with him, “Please, Miller. Please.”
He growls, placing my knees over his shoulders, and dives right back in, alternating between kissing, licking, sucking, twisting, and twirling his tongue until I’m full out shaking. My eyes squeeze shut as the coiling in my spine intensifies and lets loose.
“Oh my God!” I yell, trying to close my thighs as the orgasm sears through my system.
He doesn’t let up, continuing to devour me as I squirm against him. I have no choice but to surrender and yell into the room, flying apart again. The waves of ecstasy take over, consuming me until all my energy deflates and my chest is heaving.
“I can’t…”
He slows, gently sweeping kisses up and down, then side to side, sucking a little spot of skin on my inner thighs. “Knowing there isn’t another man in this world ever going to taste you makes me a lucky motherfucker.”
In my lust-filled haze, only half of his statement registers, and I nod. My lids are heavy and focus hazy as I watch him back away and strip.
A fresh sense of energy rushes through me at the sight. My gaze travels over his hard body, taking in every rigid ripple of his muscles from head to toe. His cock is stiff and jutting out, clearly ready for me. I reach out, and he stops my hand, bending it in his and helping me off the vanity.
“Shower.”
“But…” I try to touch him again.
“Princess, I’m about to fucking blow my load, and the last thing I want to do is clean my junk off the walls. Shower, now.”
I let him lead me into the glass enclosure and think of my own ways to torture him. If he’s insistent on this abstinence thing, it’s time to play dirty.
Chapter 9
Miller
“At the risk of pissing you off even more than you already are, I think it’s safe to say you’re not a morning person.”
“You’re wrong. I’m the poster child for morning people. I love mornings. I can accomplish more before ten a.m. than most people complete in a full day. Everything can go to shit with my day, but mornings are my prime time. I, however, am not a farmer. Only farmers get up this early,” she snips with venom.
“I told you we had an early morning.”
“My definition of early and your definition are not the same things.”
I chuckle, reaching for her hand, only to be swatted away. “Why are you always smiling when I’m annoyed?”
“Remember what I told you about the bitch coming out? Why don’t you give me your hand and I’ll show you what it does to me?”
“You cannot possibly have an erection at this ungodly hour. And how does it even work? Don’t you need a break?”
I’m fast enough this time to get her hand before she can get away and move it to my lap. “Never need a break when it comes to you. When we get to your place, I’ll prove it.”
“We couldn’t wait until sunrise?”
“Keep going, baby. I know a great place to pull over so you can bitch at the same time you finish me off.”
“You’re impossible.” She sighs, but the venom is missing. Instead of moving her hand, she runs her fingers up and down my length.
“Tomorrow morning, you can sleep in, but we have a meeting at my office later and I want to cover some things before the first crew arrives.”
“We have a meeting at your office?”