Page 15 of Rescuing Tobias

Circling one wrist, he gently tugged her hand away from his face, touched a kiss to the tip of each finger, then placed her hand above her head. After repeating the process with her other hand, he touched a brief kiss to her lips.

“Those stay there,” he warned.

“Or what?” she sassed, arching a brow. “You won't let me come? You already promised me everything I wanted tonight.”

“Oh, baby girl.” He chuckled as he sucked lightly on her neck right above her pulse point. “There’s more than one way for me to teach you a fun little lesson. I can keep giving you orgasms until you're begging for a break.”

Beneath him, Isabella shivered, and arousal flared in her eyes.

Good to know she was down with that.

Taking his time, Tobias peppered kisses across her skin as he worked his way down to her breasts. Making sure he soothed each bruise, old or new, he might not be able to take away the pain she’d suffered, but he could at least make sure she knew she wasn't alone and was still a beautiful and vibrant young woman with her entire life ahead of her.

When his lips finally closed around one perfectly pebbled nipple and sucked hard, Isabella cried out, her chest arching off the bed, seeking more. More he was happy to give.

Enjoying every second of it, Tobias suckled on one breast while his hand lazily toyed with the other, then after a while he swapped. Isabella’s breathy moans filled the air, getting progressively louder and more desperate.

Shifting, Tobias moved further down the bed until he could part her legs and settle between them. She was wet, ready, wanting this despite everything she’d been through. He was so proud of her for facing her demons head-on, for not backing away, for still holding onto the ability to seek moments of joy.

Honestly, he was in awe of this woman.

Wanting to make this perfect for her, he touched soft kisses to the inside of each thigh, then to her entrance, before he closed his mouth around her bud and began to suck hard. Another cry fell from her lips, and as he worked his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves, her hips rocked, seeking more.

Teasing her entrance for a while, when he slipped a finger inside, he could feel her internal muscles already quivering.Adding another finger, he pumped them in and out while he kept lavishing attention on her bud, until she was a writhing, pleading mess beneath him.

“Please, Tobias, more, please,” she begged as her legs moved restlessly on either side of him.

“Damn, baby girl, you're so beautiful when you beg.”

Doubling down on his efforts to make her come hard enough she forgot her own name, he picked up the pace. Stretching her with a third finger, angling them so they caught that special spot inside her, and working her bundle of nerves.

“I can't … I need … it’s …”

Isabella was taking herself out of the moment, becoming frantic to come, and in the process blocking her own pleasure. Knowing what she needed, he moved up the bed, lay beside her, then reached for her hips, grabbing them and dragging her up so she was straddling him.

“Ride my face, baby girl, take what you need,” he told her as he positioned her so her knees were on either side of his head, her center right there, his for the taking.

Gliding his tongue from her entrance to her bud, he latched onto it again, while urging her to take what she needed. Nothing was off the table tonight, that’s what he’d promised her, what he intended to deliver.

Not holding back, Isabella adjusted her position, and when he shifted his hold on her hips so he could slide his thumbs inside her and delve his tongue deep, she combusted around him. Coming on a scream as her hips rocked frantically against him as she rode out the wave of pleasure.

When the last aftershocks began to fade, he shifted her back down his body, rolled slightly so he could grab a condom from the nightstand, then held it out to her. “Want to do the honors, little firecracker?”

Licking her lips, she ripped open the wrapper, tossed it aside, then leaned down and touched the lightest of kisses to the tip of his erection. Then she slid the condom on and positioned herself above him.

“Am I on top again?” she asked.

While he would have loved to put her hands right back where he’d told her to keep them, and taken his time with her, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of her, this was what she obviously needed so it was what he was going to give her.

“Yeah, baby girl, you already rode my face, now ride me again, I want to watch you come this time.”

Those desire-filled blue eyes of hers locked onto him as she moved so his tip brushed her entrance, then she took him inside her, one torturously slow inch at a time. When he was buried deep, she held still, savoring the feel of him, if the expression on her face was anything to go by.

He was savoring this experience as well. It was the only one he was going to get with her.

After a moment, she began to rock her hips, small at first, then getting bigger. Then she began to lift herself off him, sinking down a little more desperately each time. Grabbing her hips, Tobias met her thrust for thrust. He could feel his own orgasm hovering close, but he wasn't coming until Isabella was.

They worked in perfect harmony, like they’d been doing this all their lives, and he had to remind himself that they wouldn't be. This was it. One and done. His usual MO since his injury, and yet this time there was a slight, empty, hollow feeling, even as his orgasm inched closer.

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