After kicking the door shut, he throws me down on the bed and pins me beneath his larger weight.
“Miah.”
The word is a sigh now that I’m calmer and feeling at peace for the first time since this afternoon. The nerves that rode me all day, coupled with Miah’s own negative reaction, have left me drained and in need of some loving—the kind only he’s capable of giving me.
“No, woman, don’t go getting all soft on me after waking the beast. You wanted this. I’m going to give you what you want.”
He means the words as a threat, or at least he wants to, but his eyes have gone soft and he’s struggling not to laugh.
My poor Miah. I can just imagine what he must have felt like being stuck at his horrible job all day, knowing that my ex had come to see me.
“You know, he was really angry when I told him that I was in a relationship and not free anymore,” I croon, raising a hand to caress the stubble lining his jaw.
“Oh yeah? I bet he almost shat a brick.”
He loves knowing that I’m his, it seems, and he obviously loves the thought of Nick knowing that he’s lost.
“He got upset and I thought…well, I thought he’d finally snap, but Principal Jones interrupted before he could do anything.”
His eyes go hard then, and I could kick myself for ruining the mood. Keeping his jaw firmly in my hand, I lean up and lick at his lips in a quick swipe meant to rouse the lust I saw earlier in the car.
“You going to keep yapping or deliver on that promise you just made, Mr. Lane?” I purr as seductively as I can while licking his taste from my lips.
He smiles darkly.
“Never let it be said I broke a promise to my girl.”
***
Miah
I’m a nervous wreck as I seal my mouth over hers and unleash the desire I’ve been holding in check on her soft mouth. She tastes so sweet and right, like the hundred kisses we’ve shared and the millions more I intend to give her over the course of a lifetime.
That unsettled urgency is gone now that I have her under me, and instead of focusing on the negative, I surrender myself entirely to the feel of her lips eating at mine and the way her hips sway up into me, begging me for more than the little tastes I’ve been teasing us both with for the last week.
I’ve been a walking hard-on all day after torturing myself in the shower this morning and dipping just one finger into her tight heat. I’d stopped immediately and left for the guest bathroom nearby to jerk off before I lost all sense of self and kept her in bed all day.
I’d brought myself to an orgasm while sucking her taste from my finger and imagining what it would be like to finally get my mouth on her wet heat and eat her out to my heart’s content.
No wonder I’ve been so nuts. It only got worse when Gonzalez called me and let me know that Grimes had finally shown up. Leaving this alone for so long when I’ve been craving her for months was not a good idea.
Control it, Miah, I warn myself when the urge to rip at her clothes starts dogging me. Instead, I pull my mouth form hers and sit back on my haunches, taking in the way her eyes have gone all glassy and her lips look swollen.
I won’t rush a moment of this, no matter how hard my dick is right now, because as I’ve just recently admitted to myself, I intend to spend my life with this woman. I want her first time with me to be a memory she’ll cherish, not some rushed fuck just to scratch my itch.
Starting slow, I take her blouse between my trembling fingers and lift it up, helping her sit so I can pull it over her head and throw it over my shoulder.
I don’t look down yet, just keep our eyes locked as I go for the waistband of her slacks and pull them down her legs. Our eyes hold through the entire process till she’s gloriously naked and laying beneath me like an offering.
Only then do I break our gazes and allow my eyes to travel downward. Her breasts are beautiful and full with large pink nipples that make my mouth water with the need to taste and suck and bite.
Her waist is a tapered curve that leads down to a bush of fiery red curls and pink folds of perfection.
I love the sight of her creamy white skin and the light dusting of cinnamon freckles on her upper chest and the bridge of her nose.
“Miah?”
“Shh, babe, let me look. I’ve waited so long to see you. I just…”
I lower my head to a candy-pink nipple, groaning low in my throat when the bud puckers against my tongue and she shoves her breast deeper into my mouth.
I spend a long time tonguing and sucking on her breasts before moving over to the other and treating it to the same worshipping praise, enjoying the slide of her skin against my lips and the way she can’t seem to hold her body still no matter how much weight I put on her smaller frame.