Page 138 of Reluctantly Rogue

I am not going to think about anyone else anymore right now. I have a woman to love.

“Dammit you’re gorgeous. I can’t believe you're mine.”

“All yours,” she says softly.

I love when she’s sweet and soft and compliant.

I also love when she’s loud, feisty, and confident.

She’s an amazing mix of submissive and siren and I get to see it all. Only me. Forever.

I lean over and kiss her. Then I scoop my hands underneath her hips and turn her onto her stomach, and up onto all fours.

“Jonah,” she moans.

With my hand between her shoulder blades I press her chest down onto the mattress, but keep her ass in the air. I run my hand over the gorgeous curves, squeezing, marveling at how huge my hand looks on her body. “One of these days, I’m going to pink up this pretty ass,” I say almost to myself.

She moans again and wiggles. “Yes.”

The fact that she’ll say yes to nearly anything I say and will let me do anything to her is the biggest fucking turn-on. But that’s not something we’ll get to tonight. We have so much time. All the time in the world.

Still, my pink handprint on her ass, nipple clamps, butt plugs, blindfolds, and silk ties all trip through my head. She’d love them all. She’d turn that control over to me without a thought. She’d know that it’s all for her and that I would take care of her at every step. I’d be able to bring her to new heights that she hasn’t even imagined.

I run my hand over her ass and up her back. “Not yet,” I murmur, for both of us.

I lower my mouth to her back, kissing down her spine. I slip my hand underneath, sliding through the slickness of her recent orgasm. I circle her clit before slipping two fingers inside. Her inner muscles clench around me, and she gives another breathy moan.

I fuck her with my fingers for a few seconds, winding her a little tighter, but I want to taste her release.

I lean over and give her a long lick, then suck on her clit. She cries out, then presses back against me harder. I lick and suck not giving her any time to talk or really even think. I slide the other hand underneath her to play with one of her pretty tits, teasing and pinching her nipple.

She groans. “Jonah, I’m so close.”

“That’s it, Duchess, give it all up again. I want to taste you on my tongue.” I suck harder. “Come on, sweetheart. Be a good girl and fuck my face.”

She presses back against me, seeking the pressure she needs. I lap at her and the next moment she cries out.

I don’t give her time to come down. I flip her to her back and climb over her. I brace on my elbows on either side of her face, staring down into those gorgeous green eyes.

“You're magnificent. In every single way. Thank you for letting me be here with you like this.”

She gives a little laugh and pushes her fingers into my hair. “I could never be like this with anyone else.”

My heart clenches in my chest. I love how she trusts me, how she knows that everything I do is for her. I want her to always feel that way.

“I’m gonna take you now. It’s gonna be tight, but it’s gonna be good. Talk to me, okay? Tell me how you’re doing and what you need.”

She nods. “I’m so ready.”

She’s as ready as she can be. She’s hot and wet and relaxed and turned on. I grab one of the condoms, rip it open, and roll it on. Then I hook my arm under one of her knees and spread her open.

I look down. “So damned pretty.” I look up and see her blushing. I chuckle. “Shy now?”

She smiles and shakes her head. “No. Just…I don’t know.”

“Don’t be shy. This is so fucking hot. Here…” I kiss her, then push back until I’m kneeling between her knees. “Watch me take you.”

Her eyes widen but she looks between us where my cock rests at her entrance. I rub it through her wetness, then up over her clit.

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