breaks the kiss and allows her head to fall back. Seeing her exposed sweat slicked neck, I go for it. Licking from the base of her throat to her chin.
“Who’s pussy is this, baby?”
“Yours, boss,” she moans.
I’m caught off guard. As she comes around me, squeezing me tighter once again, I explode into the barrier between us. So fucking good. I don’t even soften all the way. This is going to be one long fucking night.
“You were worth the wait,” she says and actually giggles.
I’m thrown by both, but I like it. I made my girl giggle. She has let her guard down and she’s trusted me with something she’s never given to another.
I know for sure my words in Gaelic were the right ones to say. They are exactly how I feel. The one I’ve been waiting for is here in my arms. I think the words to myself once again.
My heart is finally complete.
Chapter 52
One and the Same
John
I lift our hands in the air and play with Roni’s fingers. I haven’t had nearly enough of her, but she needs a break. As I look down at her face, I can’t help the swelling of my chest. It was me, I placed that sated look on her face.
“What are you smiling about?” she asks as I lace my fingers with hers.
“I’m smiling?”
“Yeah, goofy.”
I laugh. Not answering right way, I glide my hand down her arm, over her shoulder, to her face. Needing to taste her lips, I cup her face and kiss her.
When I pull away, she has a smile on her lips and a dazed look in her eyes. I snort. “I’m not the only one smiling.”
“Whatever,” she replies and pushes at my shoulder playfully.
I trace my thumb over her chin. My lips turn up more. Roni lifts a brow.
“Why New York?”
She searches my face. I do the same. I was amused by her choice of safe word. Now I’m curious about it.
“It’s the first place I remembered, where we became friends, and…” She pauses as her cheeks take color. “It’s where we were the first time you took me to a sex club to introduce me to your lifestyle.”
“Our lifestyle,” I correct.
“Darn it.”
“What?” I ask, hearing the teasing in her voice. I know she’s about to say something silly.
“I don’t remember a red room when you gave me the tour. You have ruined my fantasy of some rich Dom I’m going to run away from,” she says, pursing her lips to keep from laughing.
I snort. “I never disappoint, baby. Ever.”
I get up from the bed and reach for her to pull her up. Her brows furrowed with curiosity. I kiss her forehead, then turn her and push her forward toward the master bath where the his and hers closets are.
“Okay, what kind of kinky shit can we find in here?” she says once we’re in the walk-in closet.
“Hush,” I growl and slap her ass.
I lead her to where the hidden panel is and enter the code. The door pops open and I guide her through. She releases a gasp and I laugh.
“It’s not red, but if that’s the color you prefer, I can paint it.”
She turns and wraps her arms around my neck. “You are full of surprises. A whole ass playroom hidden in your closet. I have to say I’m impressed.”
“There’s a weapons room in the other closet.”
“The perfect his and hers closets.”
“It’s like I always knew I’d get you in this house,” I say with a smile.
“Oh, no. I said nothing about moving in with you.”
Quickly, I toss her over my shoulder and swat her ass again. “Torque is already packing. You’re mine now in every sense of the word. We’re not living in that apartment when we have a home,” I say firmly.
“I multiply after midnight when wet. Trust me, you don’t want me to move in.”
“I’ll take my chances. It’s time we try to make it through a meal,” I say.
We tried breakfast and lunch. Both times we ended up feasting on each other. When we enter the kitchen the mess we left is still there.
I place Roni on one of the stools at the island and go to look through my refrigerator for something to make for dinner. Once I’ve done inventory, I turn and look at her. She’s watching me with her elbows on the island, her face in her palms, and her lips turned up.
“I can make us spaghetti. Or chicken cutlets with fettucine,” I offer.