Page 74 of Wish You Would

“God, you are fucking beautiful. You have no idea what you do to me. All I want to do is make you happy.” I whimper when he nips my shoulder with his teeth, marking me, claiming me, his need matching my own. I melt into him, letting out a quiet mewl, knowing there will be a mark on my skin tomorrow. Just the thought sends a bolt of heat to my core.

Holden Banks is irresistibly sexy. I’ve never stood a chance with him.

I’m breathless, heart pounding, as he kisses a path along my jaw. His hands wrap around me, gripping my ass and pulling me closer, tugging my pelvis into the hard ridge of his erection.

We both moan at the friction. In reply, Holden presses the bulge in his pants firmly against my clit and his name rolls off my tongue in a desperate cry. I’ve never felt like this before. The attraction I feel for him is beyond anything I’ve known. It’s more than physical. Holden is my calm in the midst of a storm. A touchdown in the last five seconds of a game. A breeze on a hot, sticky afternoon. Sinking into a hot bath at the end of a long day. He makes me feel safe, seen, loved. He makes me want a future… with him.

Holden’s mouth covers mine as his fingers slip under the hem of my sweater. His warm hands skim the sides of my ribs. “Holden,” I pant.

His hands explore the lace of my bralette, moving over the swell of my breasts as our pelvises rut against one another’s. Dear god. The foreplay is killing me, and all we’ve done is kiss.

My chest heaves as his nose brushes over the column of my neck until we’re staring at one another.

“I’m going strip you out of your clothes.” His voice is a raspy threat. “I’m going to make you come so hard your soul leaves your body. If that isn’t what you want, you need to tell me right now because once I get started, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Please don’t stop.”

He wraps me in his arms, lifting me off my feet like I weigh nothing and sets me on the counter. Slowly, he slips my sweater up my body and over my head, dropping thefabric onto the floor. “I’ve dreamt about this body, pretty girl. I’ve been dying to have it back in my arms.”

I’ve dreamt about this too. Far too many times to count.

I grip strands of his hair, pulling gently as he lowers his head to my chest. He tugs down the lace of my bra, exposing my breast. My nipple tingles and hardens as I arch into his touch. My body shudders and my head tips back in a moan when his warm mouth covers my nipple, sucking the stiff peak and kneading my other breast in his palm.

“Holden… your mouth… so good,” I breathe. I want him to move lower to where I’ve been aching for him for so long, but he’s taking his time, laving and sucking, swirling and licking. My body is on fire, my panties already soaked.

I scoot forward to the edge of the counter, widening my thighs, whimpering, until my pelvis connects with the hard ridge behind his zipper. A needy desire explodes in my body when Holden’s cock moves against my center.

I break the kiss, unwillingly, when my back arches into Holden’s hard-as-stone body. Chest heaving, my hands tangled in his hair, my eyes lock with his.

“Hands around my neck, legs around my waist, Bee,” he demands. I do as he tells me, then he sweeps me off the counter and carries me to his bedroom, kissing me the entire way.

The room is dark when he lies me down on the bed, hovering over me as he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth. “Don’t move.”

Like I would go anywhere. Doesn’t he know by now that I want him as badly as I need air?

He walks to the nightstand and flicks on the lamp, then moves to stand before me at the side of his bed. His hair is a tousled mess from my hands weaving through it. He’s wearing a simple gray T-shirt that’s stretched over the hardsurfaces of his torso. He is the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on.

And then it gets better when Holden pulls the shirt over his head. He slips his hand in his pants, adjusting his noticeable erection that’s pressing against the zipper of his jeans. When he’s more comfortable, he dips his head down to kiss me before knocking me off kilter with a mischievous smirk.

“So hot.” My hands press against the smooth muscle of his back as he kisses me breathless. I run my fingers down over his perfect ass, up his 8-pack abs, finally landing between us at his belt buckle. Fumbling, he helps me until we’re a mess of tangled limbs and discarded clothes, both naked in the center of the bed.

“Can I?” His eyes flick to mine. He’s asking for permission with his hand hovering over my belly. I nod, touched by the awe in his expression. He has seen my growing belly from afar, but he’s only ever touched it once. I hold my breath as his hand gently stretches across my navel. His lips follow, pressing a soft kiss to the taut skin. His tenderness and devotion to our baby has my heart in my throat.

Then Holden is crawling down the bed until he’s positioned between my spread thighs. “Lie back while I make you come,” he instructs me. “I’m going to fuck you, but before I do, I want you wet and aching for my cock. Can you be a good girl and come for me while I lick you?”

Oh my flipping god. This man and his filthy mouth driving me crazy.

I suck in a breath when he spreads my legs wide, nodding wordlessly, knowing exactly what Holden can do with his mouth.

“I haven’t forgotten how good you taste, Bee. I plan on having my face between your legs for a while so get comfortable.”

My muscles tense and I clutch the sheets when his tongue licks a path from my opening to my clit. “Oh god,” I moan when his mouth closes around the swollen bundle of nerves, sucking hard. So hard, my body shakes. His tongue swirls and flutters as a cry escapes my mouth.

I am dripping wet, and it feels so good. Closing my eyes, I widen my legs even further as he continues to lick and suck, adding one finger before adding a second a minute later.

“Feel good, baby?”

“So good.” I writhe. I could lie here for an eternity if I didn’t want Holden’s cock inside of me so badly. The noises that are coming from me are proof I’m drowning. It’s an overwhelming torture. I groan again at the sheer pleasure of his mouth.

---