slides his digits in and out of me.
He wasn’t lying. Apparently, he has retained his skill from before.
I’m gasping, crying, and trembling as his long tongue flicks my clit before moving inside of me, lapping at my juices and forcing me over that steep edge. I grip his hair like one would the lap bar before tumbling down the highest hill on a rollercoaster and hold on for my fucking life.
My orgasm pulses through me as my legs shake where they rest on his shoulders. Still, he doesn’t stop his unrelenting attack on my pussy, devouring my arousal as if it’s the tastiest treat he’s ever eaten. When he finally pulls away, his lips and chin are glistening and he’s wearing a smug, self-satisfied smirk.
“You were saying?” He cocks a brow as I will myself not to melt into a puddle of lust.
“Fuck me,” I moan. “I don’t know what the hell I was saying.”
He’s still grinning as he balances over my body, resting the majority of his weight on his elbows, and stares down at me.
“This was what got me through my prison sentence,” he whispers, and I tilt my head to the side, confused.
“Sex?” Because the only thing he could’ve been fucking was the wall. Maybe he found a nice, cozy rock formation—
“No, silly girl.” He kisses my nose. “This. Memories of us together.” He groans low in the back of his throat, his cock jerking in his pants. “You have no fucking idea how many times I jerked myself off to thoughts of you. Of your pussy. Of your taste.” To emphasize his point, he lowers his hand back down between my legs and then brings it to his lips. Maintaining eye contact, he brings first one finger to his mouth and then another, swirling his skilled tongue over the tip. His eyes practically roll into the back of his head. “You’re just as delicious as I remember.”
His dirty words have me rubbing my thighs together, even as my fingers tangle in his hair and pull his face back to mine. I want to kiss him. Claim him. Devour him. I want the entire world to know that he’s mine.
“Fuck, Hadley. It’s like a fucking dream right now.”
He leans down to kiss me again, and I turn liquid and pliable in his arms.
It takes me less than twenty seconds to get naked, and Caius even less time than that. He practically rips off his shirt like some sort of romance novel hero.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs in a reverent voice, his thumb sliding back and forth across my nipple, sending jolts of electrified pleasure straight to my pussy.
“So are you.” Maybe it’s wrong to call a guy beautiful, but there’s no denying that that’s what he is. Beautiful. Ruggedly handsome. Sexy. Perfect. Mine.
He grips my other breast and lowers his face to my nipple, his tongue darting out to trace the beaded nub. He pulls it through his teeth, and I buck my hips desperately as a low moan is wrenched from my lips.
“Caius…”
“Yes, my love?” He continues to nip, suck, and bite at my nipple while one eyebrow raises cheekily. He then moves to my neglected breast and resumes his treatment.
“I want you to…” My words are replaced by another low moan as his entire mouth suctions around my achy nipple. Even with his face bent down, I can tell he’s smiling. The scruff on his face feels almost decadent against my sensitive skin.
“Yes?” Fuck, he sounds so damn smug that I don’t know if I want to slap him silly or kiss him senseless. Instead of doing any of that, I scratch my nails down his back, curling my hands around his hard ass.
His cock pushes against me as I lift my hips, demanding more. Demanding everything.
“Make me yours, Caius,” I plead as I pull his lips away from my tit and claim them with an intensity that leaves us both breathless. “Claim me.”
“Hadley…”
“I’m yours,” I breathe as he reaches down and positions his cock at my sopping entrance.
And when he tilts his head up to stare at me, his eyes are glowing with power. Possession, need, and love radiate back at me, so pronounced that I feel lightheaded. This man, this strong, beautiful, broken man, loves me. Wants me. Needs me. His desire is almost palpable in the air.
“You’re mine,” he growls, dark eyes flashing, and then he thrusts his hips forward, sheathing his length inside of me. My pussy automatically clamps around him