Bossy Grump - Nicole Snow Page 0,112

bare skin of her arm grazes mine.

Not enough. I need more, dammit.

“Arm.” Paige reaches for my other arm.

I chuckle, rolling to my side again, all so I can cradle this girl the way she wants.

“Trade you an arm for a leg,” I tell her, my mischief reflected back in her eyes.

She giggles but lays her leg over mine.

My turn.

My lips find hers like a hawk. She meets my mouth with intoxicating warmth, delicious pressure, and the sweetest flick of tongue known to mankind.

This woman is a destroyer, and feathery kisses are her chosen weapon.

The only thing that interrupts us is shifting our weight to shed clothes, and we find each other again quickly when we’re happily naked.

Paige lies on top of me, her bare legs hugging my waist.

We’re skin to skin, and she’s so fucking soft and perfect.

My teeth claim her lip—because it’s either that or else whisper something I can’t take back. Whisper something that doesn’t belong in a contract that isn’t made in the flesh.

I roll us over, throwing her gently on her back so she’s finally under me.

My hand strokes down her body, aiming for the heat between her thighs and intent on caressing until she begs for more.

But she’s already drenched.

My dick throbs so hard my heart stops.

“Damn, you’re ready,” I growl, smothering her eyes with my gaze.

When she doesn’t deny it, I find her lips again and hook my teeth in.

Hell yes, I bite her.

This wild nip of teeth she gives back, our lips sharing the newfound fury in our blood, the need to go at it so hard we hurt.

And it’s the most beautiful pain I’ve ever known when I slide into her.

She gasps, her eyes flitting shut, teeth bared.

“You okay?” I ask, anchoring myself in to the hilt, loving how her pussy molds to my length.

“No. You need to kiss me. Now, Ward.” The words are breathy, barely there, lust channeled and given voice.

I kiss her brows before our tongues meet again and my hips start moving.

Every thrust comes like a hot gale, slick with a need so intense it’s obscene. My mouth claims her nipple, sucking it between my teeth.

I take my sweet time punishing her tits between lavish strokes.

I lay claim to every maddeningly honey-sweet inch of her.

Mostly, I try not to bust too soon because the way she shakes, jerks, and gasps on my thrusts ignites a fire in my balls like nothing else.

Her first orgasm hits in such a fierce convulsion I’m afraid the ripple around my cock might break me.

This isn’t like the last few times we fucked.

Each thrust gets a languid kiss back.

Her legs fuse to me, but it’s not frantic, even when she goes off in screaming fireworks of clutched limbs and wordless pleas.

She’s just taking me deeper—closer.

Shit, does she feel it too?

The absolute shot of insanity when we’re joined?

The one that pinches my ear and whispers a jealous commandment. Keep her, you fool.

That harsh voice owns me tonight as surely as I own her.

And it’s too much for my sizzling blood.

My hips ram hers like a war piston, and we go careening over the hottest finish of my life together.

“Paige, fuck!” I groan, the only warning before I press deep, grinding her clit, snarling as my spine electrifies.

I’ve never come like this.

Muscles I didn’t know I had flex, intent on spilling every drop of my seed into her like rutting season just started.

We’re fucking mated, and I’m basking in her warmth and her heat and the sharp oblivion of her tight silk robbing my balls.

Yeah, it’s a damn good thing she’s covered with birth control. Because if she wasn’t, there’s no doubt I’d have her knocked up with quadruplets before this ninety days ends.

“Oh, Ward,” she moans, her voice so shrill, so beaten by our pleasure.

I stay balls deep, lingering inside her for the longest time.

“You’re the only man I’ve ever let—umm, finish inside of me, you know,” she whispers. “I always thought I’d save it for the man I’d marry.”

Shredded. She’s determined to leave me in smithereens tonight, isn’t she?

“Close enough,” I growl, before sealing her lips with another fuck-hot kiss.

Ten minutes later, she’s in my arms again and I’m teasing her lips with the same intensity as before.

She breaks away, taking rough breaths, and lays her head on my chest.

“Paige, do you really need the guest suite?”

She raises her head, her green eyes flickering with delight.

“Uh-oh. Is that an invitation to spend every night with you?”

I smile. “This room’s obviously big enough for

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