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Taking What's His(60)



“Holt.” Squeezing her thighs together, she let out a strangled groan when he ran the belt between her legs, teasing, but not touching. “Now.”

“Patience, my love, patience.”

Pulling his wrist back, he brought the belt down on her smooth skin again, rubbing the sting away immediately after. Red suffused the pale skin, making his cock twitch even harder. He’d done that. Marked her. Made her his. Held onto her tightly.

And he was never letting go again.

He smacked her one more time with the leather belt before throwing it on the floor. With firm hands, he spun her again and sunk to his knees in front of her. Her smooth stomach was directly in front of him, so he placed a kiss right above the tiny patch of curls above her core. And then his mouth was on her, tasting her, and circling over her in wide, sweeping strokes.

She cried out and lifted a leg, resting it over his shoulder, and jerked on his hair. “Oh my—Holt.”

His tongue moved over her clit, sucking and pushing and licking until she was screaming out and writhing against the door. And when she came apart in his arms, he was there, holding her up. When she stopped shivering and shaking, he stood and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom.

After gently laying her down on the bed, he slid the last article of clothing he wore off and opened her nightstand. Closing his fist around a condom, he tore it open and rolled it on, never taking his gaze off her naked, glorious body. She curved in all the right places and dipped in the others.

She was perfection, and he’d never get sick of looking at her. Loving her. Touching her. Making her scream—both with pleasure and frustration.

A smile tipped up her lips. “You’re staring at me again.”

“Can you blame me?” He crawled up her body, dropping kisses every few inches. When he reached her rosy nipple, he flicked his tongue over it. “Look at you. All pink and pretty and mine.”

She curled her legs around his waist. “I’d rather look at you.”

“Then you’re crazy.” He kissed her and pulled back. “Simply.” Another quick kiss. “Crazy.”

This time when he kissed her, he didn’t let go. She moaned into his mouth, and he lifted her hips up before driving inside of her with one fast movement. When she cried out into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders, he didn’t stop or pause.

He couldn’t have even if he tried.

Now that he was buried inside her tight body, there was no going back. Not until he’d come…and made her come a few more times, too. His mouth moved over hers as he made love to her, and he felt her smooth skin. Her shoulders. Her hips. The gentle swell of her breasts.

When he closed his hands over her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers, she arched her back and cried out, her breathing coming in frantic spurts. Her body clamped down on his cock, and he groaned. She was going to kill him. Fucking. Kill. Him. Digging her heels in, she let out another cry. “I need you.”

Reaching between their bodies, he rocked his hips into her and pressed his fingers against her clit. She started screaming and thrashing about like a wild woman, and she came again. This time, he let go of the tight hold he had on himself. Growling, he moved his hips as hard and as fast as he could, tipping her up so he hit her G-Spot with each thrust. As he moved inside of her, he whispered words in her ear.

Dirty ones. Sweet ones. Whatever came to his mind.

He didn’t even fucking know what he said. “—Fucking love you. I love you so much. Come for me, love. I need you to come.”

She parted her lips, a look of rapture taking over her as she did as he asked. He groaned and moved inside of her once, twice, and on the third time…he came, too. Stars exploded in front of him, and he collapsed on top of her, making sure to keep his weight off of her.

“Oh my God,” she whispered. “I didn’t think that could ever get any better…but it did. You made it better.”

He rolled off of her, hauling her with him. She ended up sprawled across his chest, one of her legs over his. “That’s because I love you, and will love you for the rest of our lives. I swear it to you, here and now.”

“Holt…” She placed her hand over his heart. “I swear it, too. No more running. No more fear. Just us.”

“Just us,” he repeated. Resting his hand over hers, he squeezed and turned to face her. “You’ve owned this for longer than you’ll ever know.” He patted her hand to show her that he meant his heart. “The moment you sat next to me in the bar, I was lost. I’d been trying to avoid people, but you sat next to me…and I was lost. Or maybe I was found.”