Return To Sender (The Hart Brothers #2) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,35

going to need a lot more than a lightly whispered please.” He licked the inside of my belly button. “I’m going to need you screaming out my name, begging me to make you come.” He moved on top of me, kissing my lips again as he started into my eyes. “And then I’m going to let you come.” He groaned as the tip of his cock rubbed up against my wetness. “You’re so turned on, aren’t you? You want me so badly.”

“No.” I closed my eyes.

“Liar,” He laughed as he rolled off of me and got off of the bed.

“Where are you going?” My eyes flew open as I gazed at him.

“Rubbers.” He laughed. “Don’t worry, my dear. I’m going to let you come soon. Next time you get greedy, you might have to wait a little longer.”

“What does that mean?” I glared at him, watching as he ripped open a condom wrapper and slipped it onto his hardness.

“It means that I have a lot of things to teach you.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” He crawled onto the bed and ran the palm of his hands across my nipples. “Like who owns that body.” His fingers slipped in between my legs again and rubbed.

“I own my body, asshole.” I rolled my eyes at him. “And if you think otherwise, you’re in for a huge letdown.” I stared at him. I might want him more than I’d wanted anything else in my life, but I wasn’t going to let him think he could just dominate me and take over my body. He could pleasure me, but he was never going to own me. There was something antiquated in that idea and I was going to let him know it.

“Okay, you own your body.” There was a light of respect in his eyes. “I forget you’re a modern girl.”

“What does that mean?”

“I just meant that you are more sensitive to terminology.”

“Uhm what?” My voice rose and I started to feel heated. “What are you trying to say?”

“Let me take a step back.” He grimaced. “That came out wrong. Your body is your own and I’m happy whenever you allow me to pleasure you with mine.”

“Uh huh, likely story.”

“Have I totally ruined the mood?” He kissed me lightly on the lips and I did my best not to kiss him back. “Savannah, what if I promise to make you come harder than you;ve ever come before.”

“Are you going to take my handcuffs off?”

“Do you want me to take your handcuffs off?”

He reached up and grabbed my wrists. “I’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with. I didn’t mean to push anything on you. I almost forgot you’re inexperienced.”

“I don’t need you to take them off.” I winked at him. “I just don’t want you to think that you can do whatever you want with me.”

“You don’t think I can do whatever I want with you?” He laughed as he surveyed my face. “Not only can I do whatever I want with you, Savannah, I can also have you begging for it.”

“You’re so full of yourself.” I trembled as his fingers ran over my skin. I wanted to tell him to just leave me alone, but I knew my body would hate me if I did that. I wanted him too badly. Even though we were talking, I was barely able to concentrate on what we were saying. All I wanted was to feel him on top of me, inside of me.

“Tell me what you want, Savannah and you can have it.”

“I want you, Wade. I need you.” I moaned and his eyes blazed in desire as he growled. Suddenly his lips and hands were everywhere, touching everything, kissing every sensitive spot and making me want to crumble.

“Girl, have you missed my good loving?” He teased me as I gasped at the feel of his cock rubbing against me.

“Shut up, Wade.” I moaned as his lips crashed down on mine and then he entered me and my entire body shifted against his in ecstasy. He moved slowly at first, as if trying not to hurt me. But I tightened my legs and bit down on his lip to get him to move faster and he seemed to understand my hint. His cock thrust into me faster and harder and I cried out as my orgasm built up to an intenseness I’d never imagined was possible. It was as if he’d taken me to the top of a mountain to hang glide and we were getting ready to jump. I