Wealthy and Wanted - Alexa Riley Page 0,18

this time, but I won’t always have him.

“Mine too,” he says. “And it won’t be the last.” The way he says it makes it sound like a promise. “You’re my beautiful girl.”

Before I can respond, he’s kissing me again. I kiss him right back because today I want nothing more than to belong to him.

Chapter Ten

Clay

What am I doing?

I know good and damn well she’s engaged to someone else, but the way her body feels against mine is too fucking good. I can’t let her go, not now, not ever.

I’ve never kissed before and never imagined it would feel this good. As we stand in my bedroom with my lips on hers, I don’t ever want to stop. She’s so soft and tastes like sunshine. Her hands rest on my chest as mine explore her body, rubbing her curves and tangling in her long hair.

“Can I take this off?” I ask, my voice deep and demanding. I tug at the edge of her shirt, and she nods, a blush blossoming on her cheeks.

I pull the material up and over her head and toss it on the ground. I kiss her again before taking off my own shirt because I want to know what it’s like to feel her warm skin against mine.

Should I tell her this is all new to me? Would that scare her away? Does it even matter? I’ve never wanted this before, and now it’s all I can think about. Touching every part of her and feeling it against my own. The thought of her wet pussy on my cock is too much, so I push that away. This is enough…for now.

Her hands move, and suddenly her bra is gone, and her breasts are touching my stomach. Her tight nipples tickle me, and I lean back to look at them. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful, and I wish I had the words to tell her so. Instead I kneel down in front of her so I’m eye level with them and just stare.

Her fingers dance along the tops of my shoulders as she watches me. After a moment of just drinking her in, I lean forward and gently kiss the underside of one breast. It’s softer than her lips, which I didn’t think was possible, and I lean in to rub my face against it. Then I move to the other and do the same thing, wanting to rub her body all over mine. How is she so fucking soft?

“Clay,” she hisses when I suck one nipple into my mouth, because now I want to know what it tastes like.

She’s like fresh silk as I lick her there, learning every curve she owns. I want her body to be so attuned with mine that she opens for me the second I lay my eyes on her.

“Let me see all of you,” I demand. This time my voice is not so gentle.

My hands are at the button of her jeans, and her fingers come there to meet mine. I look up into her eyes, and she opens them for me, a silent invitation to take what I want. Oh, I plan on it.

My lack of experience won’t impede my eager need and how desperate I am to have her. I want to know what that orgasm she had tasted like, and I plan on eating my fill between her legs.

When I take her jeans off, I yank her panties down with them so they’re around her knees bunched up. Her legs are tight together, but I still see the small patch of curls hidden between them, and I fall forward to bury my nose in it. I inhale deep, all the way to the bottom of my lungs, trying to have as much of her in me as I can. I’ve found the source of her sunshine and I want to bathe in it.

“Oh god,” she whispers in a shaky voice as I keep smelling her and rubbing my face all over her pussy.

Maybe I am the bear everyone says I am, because all I want to do is rub all over her and then hibernate between her legs. I have this overwhelming need to get her scent on me so I never forget it or have to go without.

“More,” I growl and shove her jeans lower until she steps out of everything. Without thought, I pick her up and toss her back on the bed, dragging her ass to the edge. “Spread.”

Seeing her completely naked on