of mints on her tongue, lazily exploring every inch of her mouth, committing the sensations to memory. Her fingers dove into my hair, her body fitting perfectly to mine. I stepped into her, pushing her backward until her spine collided with the trunk of an enormous tree. I bent my knees and circled my hips, my now-erect cock lined up perfectly with her clit. The long, drawn-out groan she emitted told me I’d hit the spot.
Lifting her skirt, I burrowed my hands underneath, my eager fingers finding the thin strip of lace that acted as a barrier to the prize beneath. I yanked hard, and the lace snapped as easily as a brittle twig. My knees hit the ground—fuck, I loved kneeling before my woman—and I parted her folds and delved inside, drilling my tongue into her. Her mouth tasted amazing, but the taste of her pussy sent me wild. I’d gone down on more women than I’d care to count, but not one of them tasted like she did. Sweet, succulent, and as addictive as any drug. I’d prefer to eat Athena than the juiciest steak or the rarest caviar.
I knew she was close by the tight grip on my shoulders and the volume of her groans. With my tongue still inside her, I pinched her clit, sending her tumbling over the edge into an orgasm.
“Ryker,” she mumbled, her fingernails digging through the thin cotton of my T-shirt.
I held on to her ass, plundering inside her, drawing every last drop, swallowing her essence. Her legs quivered, and she sank to the ground. I eased her onto her back, yanked my shorts down to mid-thigh, and pushed inside her.
“Ow.”
I paused, rising on my elbows. “Did I hurt you?”
She fidgeted beneath me, producing a twig. She tossed it aside. “Better.”
I laughed. “The joys of fucking in the great outdoors.” I rolled over, pulling her on top.
She glanced around, as if expecting someone to appear. “We’re definitely alone, right?”
Sensing an opportunity to tease her, I smirked. “Probably, but just in case, let’s put on a great show.”
I gripped her hips then lifted her and, withdrawing to the tip, I slammed into her before she had a chance to answer. Shoving up her T-shirt, I tugged down her bra cup and lifted my head, sucking her nipple into my mouth. Her nails clawed down my sides every time I thrust in hard, and she ground her pelvis, meeting me stroke for stroke.
Sweat gathered at the back of my neck and across my forehead, partly from the muggy heat, but mostly because of her, my perfect woman.
My balls drew up to my body, pressure building from within. I shifted, tilting her to exactly the right angle to brush against her clit.
“Open your eyes,” I demanded.
She obeyed, those amber irises almost entirely obscured by her pupils, reminding me of a total eclipse of the sun. I could drown in her eyes and die a happy man.
“Ryker,” she breathed. “I can’t hold on.”
“Then don’t.” I reached between us and pinched her clit.
She climaxed, her muscles pulsating along the length of my cock.
“Ohhhh God.”
“Christ, I love you,” I groaned. “So damned much.”
Her response was obscured by the force of my orgasm. Spots danced before my eyes, and I could have sworn I almost blacked out. I held her close to me, our hearts hammering in tandem, our bodies slick with sweat.
She raised herself slightly and rested her chin on her hands. “You were teasing, right? About being watched?”
I chuckled. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, I reached up to steal a kiss. “Definitely teasing. The only person who’s ever going to see you come is me.”
She kissed me, her soft lips fusing with mine until I wasn’t sure where I ended and she began.
“I’m so lucky,” she murmured. “I dreamed for so long of belonging to you, and you belonging to me, but with every year that passed you got farther and farther away. In the end, it felt like an impossible fantasy, yet here we are.”
My chest swelled with love. “I need to record all these ego boosts so when I’m feeling down, I can play them, and they’ll help reaffirm how awesome I am.”
For a split second, she appeared shell-shocked. And then she slapped the heel of her hand into my shoulder.
“You are such a jackass, Ryker Stone.”
I tucked her hair behind both ears and kissed her. “You’re right. I am.”
“Ryker, what’s this?”
Athena appeared in the doorway to our bedroom holding a floor-length dress