make you a whore. It makes you mine,” he growled against her lips. “Now, tell me he meant nothing to you.”
His eyes were full of desire, his breath coming hot against her mouth, his poor, busted lip begging for her attention. “He didn’t mean anything to me.”
“That’s right,” he snarled before finally dropping his mouth to hers. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she hung on as his mouth devoured hers. His tongue was hot against her lips and felt oh so good. As she opened her mouth to his, their tongues played like old friends, and she almost came at the feeling. She had been craving him for months, and finally, she had him. His beard tickled her chin, but she felt it deep within her gut too. That fluttering, first-time kind of feeling. He always did that. Every damn time. Squeezing her arms around his neck, she never wanted to leave this spot. Never wanted to leave his arms. They’d figure everything out later. Right now, she needed him.
Carrying her to the bed, he laid her down so slowly and with so much care, she was breathless. Jordie wasn’t careful, he wasn’t sweet all the time, but when he was, she felt it in her soul. Hovering over her, he trailed kisses along her neck, her jaw, and her bottom lip as he held her breast in his hand. When he squeezed her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, she hissed against his cheek, his mouth nibbling at her neck. Kissing up her jaw, he whispered against her mouth, “Please tell me the door is locked.”
She nodded, threading her fingers through his hair.
“Good,” he moaned against her lips before falling between her legs, pressing his hard cock against her hidden, dripping wet pussy. Even with his jeans and her shorts, she could feel every inch of him and the heat he put off, and she shook at the mere thought of him being inside her again. Sitting up, he pulled her shorts off as she threw off her tank. Then his mouth was on her breast, his hand between her legs, his finger sliding up her wet lips as he feasted on her breast.
Arching her back, she bit her lip to keep from screaming out like she wanted. Man, she needed her own place, or maybe they… Whoa, hold your horses, she thought. This could only be about sex, and if it was, she was going to kick him in the balls and swear off all men. But it couldn’t be. He was cherishing her body, tasting it. As his fingers trailed down the middle of her chest to her belly button, she whimpered, her pussy clenching with need. His eyes were so intense, so beautiful and, damn it, they were full of love.
She remembered that look. It only came out sometimes, but when it did, Kacey felt like the most gorgeous girl in the world. She never felt like that except when she was under his gaze.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, his finger tracing the outline of the abs she had worked her ass off to get. “So strong.”
She gasped as his tongue followed his fingers, the tickling sensation from his beard along her pubic area driving her utterly mad. Thrashing beneath him, she arched against his mouth as he nibbled on her belly button. He grinned against her skin. To her dismay though, he pulled away, his eyes drinking her in before he looked up and met her gaze.
“You are, by far, the most magnificent woman I’ve ever seen,” he said huskily, and she swore she felt the words he said.
It was one thing to hear them, but with Jordie, she felt them. Deep in her heart and soul. Man, she hoped this wasn’t just about sex. But before she could overthink it and start to consider stopping him, his mouth dropped to hers as his hands unbuttoned his jeans. He rolled them over, her legs falling on either side of his hips as her fingers threaded through his hair on his chest, her nails digging into his skin. He gasped against her mouth, biting at her bottom lip as she slid her wet center along his hard stomach. Squeezing her ass, he kept kissing her before wiggling out of his pants and freeing his cock. It smacked against her ass, and she grinned as his tongue moved along her bottom lip.
Rolling them over again, he pulled back her leg and entered her with one thrust,