For good measure, he added, “I will pay the whole amount up-front.”
Her gaze was more unreadable as she tilted her head at him. “How can you, the ruthless financier that you are, pay that exorbitant amount up-front? How do you know I won’t just take the money and disappear like I did in the past?”
“I know for two reasons. The first is that you did uphold your pledge to me once. You do seem to possess a code of some sort. The second and more important reason is because you won’t want to. I was there last night, remember? You were as starving for me as I was for you. I might despise you, might believe everything between us had been a lie, but I know the physical side was real.”
“You do?”
Her soft provocation hit him like an ax, snapping the last tethers of control. He gave in, dragged her over his lap, pressed her down on his steel erection.
Grinding up into her, drawing an involuntary moan from her and an answering grind, he touched his open lips to her pulse point. “Yes, I know. I know that I was the best you ever had. That you haven’t found anything near what we shared. That after last night, you’re burning for more.”
Holding him in her hypnotic gaze, she nodded, silently conceding everything he’d said.
Then in a low, raw whisper, she said, “Then give me more, Raiden. Now.”
“Yes.” The word escaped him on a scalding hiss as he freed himself. Then he bunched her skirt up before lifting her up to hover over his thick crown. His hands fisted at her hips as he tore her panties away, making her gasp.
His erection thudded against her molten lips, making her fingers dig in his shoulders. “Now, Raiden. Now.”
Everything in him surged at her tremulous urgency, tensed when she wrapped her fingers around him and positioned him at her soaking entrance, tried to bear down on him.
She was as tight as ever, what had always made him think he wouldn’t fit inside her. But their almost impossible fit had always made them incoherent with pleasure, driven them to pinnacles of wild satisfaction. It had again last night. It would always do so. The scent of their lust rose heavy and humid in the limo as he began invading her.
“So ready.” He groaned at the delicious agony as she opened to him, singed him with her heat and honey. “So right.”
Her eyes squeezed shut and she moaned as he forged into her clenching depths, stretching her beyond her capacity.
Pressing her lower belly, he slid his thumb between her drenched folds, rubbed her nub in slow circles, and she cried out, clenched tighter around his girth, taking him deeper. She opened her lust-heavy eyes and watched him feverishly.
She was so beautiful draped over him like that, her lithe body straining against and around his, needing his occupation, his pleasuring. He already felt she’d always look like that. To him, she’d always be her, the one woman he craved, no matter what she looked like, or what she was.
“Perfect,” he bit out, his teeth grinding with the avalanche of sensations as he began to thrust up into her. “Always perfect.”
Her heat rose with his praise, and she became even wetter, letting him slide smoothly farther inside her.
“So hot and hard, so deep... You’re so deep inside me. Take me, Raiden, do it to me, all the way inside me... Raiden...” she keened, over and over, fidgeting around him to ease the edge of pain she’d confessed always accompanied his complete occupation. But he also knew it made her pleasure sharper, her release more explosive. Her body was corroborating his knowledge, rippling around him, squeezing, trembling on the verge of orgasm. And he hadn’t fully sheathed himself inside her yet. He was hovering on the edge, too.