Page 51 of Whatever You Need

“What do you think?” she asked, stepping back with her hands on her hips, surveying our collective efforts.

I stepped into her space and wiped a splatter of white paint from her cheek. “I think I might have to keep you around.” Her breath hitched and I watched a blush take over her face. “You were a big help. Thank you.”

She smiled against my lips. “It’s the least I could do seeing I got you into this mess.”

“Very true,” I said, spanking her ass playfully.

She yelped. “Was that necessary?”

I lifted an eyebrow and wrapped my arm along her waist. “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy that.”

Her eyes flared, just like they always did. My heart pounded in my chest. A flood of emotion hit me, and instead of saying things I wasn’t ready to say yet, I flipped her over my shoulder and carried her to my bedroom. She was still laughing as I tossed her onto the center of my mattress. I stripped my jeans down and ripped off my shirt. She leaned up on her elbows and stared at me. Her eyes traced over my skin, causing my erection to grow and peek outside of my boxers.

“Take off your clothes,” I instructed as I slipped my hand inside my waistband and fisted myself, working my hard-on up and down.

Amelia dragged down her leggings and thong and threw them on the floor. My eyelids felt heavy as I fought to keep them open. It was torture watching her and being so close to her. But there was something I wanted to try and I needed her to be ready. I stepped over to my nightstand and reached in the top drawer to find what I was looking for. My grin grew wide when she noticed what I had in my hand.

“Handcuffs.” She swallowed.

“I thought you’d like to try these with a professional this time. With someone who knows what he’s doing.”

She took in a sharp breath. “Okay.”

Placing my knee on the bed, I leaned in and brushed her hair to the side so I could kiss her neck. “Do you trust me?” I asked, sucking on her earlobe.

She wiggled against me, rolling her hips into my growing erection. “Yes.”

My cock twitched from the contact. “Good, because I’m going to fuck you. Hard and however I want. And you’re going to love every second of it.”

She grabbed my hips and pulled me closer. “What are you waiting for, Officer?”

I pressed my lips to hers briefly before pushing off the bed.

After I secured the cuffs around her wrists, I looked down. I envisioned this. Fantasized about it even, but nothing I pictured was as good as the real thing. “You’re perfect for me.”

Her eyes grew heavy as I pulled my cock out of my boxers. “First.” I crawled over the top of her and positioned myself at her mouth. “I want to feel your tongue on me. I want you to take me nice and slow.”

Amelia stuck her tongue out and worked it around my shaft smoothly and carefully. I slid my cock in painfully slow until her mouth was full. “Fuck, that feels good.” I groaned and picked up the pace. I moved in and out, sliding my tip over every inch of her face before I traced my crown around her waiting lips. She opened her mouth and I pushed back inside. Her tongue swept over me as I fought to keep my rhythm slow and controlled. But that only lasted for less than a minute because her mouth was wet and hot and it felt too good. I fucked the back of her throat, feeling my calves tighten with each powerful stroke. Watching my cock move in and out of her mouth was the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. I was trying to hold back, to make this feeling last, but everything inside me tightened and I was ready to snap. I glanced down to make sure she was okay before pushing back in. I was careful not to get too carried away because I didn’t want to hurt her.

I felt my legs shake and the cords in my neck grew tight. I was unbearably deep and I couldn’t even think straight. “Amelia.” I pulled out again before I lost control. She looked at me with a stare that spoke volumes. Her tongue came out, and she licked me from the base to the tip and swirled her tongue along the glistening cum. I groaned. “Are you sure?”

She nodded, giving me permission, and I wasted no time. I shoved myself down her throat, going as deep as I could go. My hips had a mind of their own and no matter how much I wanted this to last, I was done. The visual and the sensation she caused would be burned in my brain forever. My balls tightened right before I came quick and fast, feeling the most intense orgasm rush from my body.

I pulled out and leaned back and just stared at the gorgeous woman in my bed. Her hair was wild and everywhere, her face was flushed, and her mouth hung open as her chest rose with heavy breaths. “You are so beautiful,” I said, brushing soft, sweet kisses to her lips. My legs were still shaking, but I slid off the bed and unhooked the cuffs and did the same thing with her wrists.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No, you didn’t hurt me. I think I enjoyed that as much as you did.”

I busted out laughing and dropped my head into her neck. Her delicate fingers splayed in my hair. “I highly doubt that.”

I spent the next hour making love to her. Every touch, every caress, and every kiss were an unspoken vow. A promise and a declaration. We might have set out with no rules or expectations, but that was changing.

For the first time in my life, I felt content. Like this is where I was supposed to be. With her, here in this moment. Now I knew what all my friends have been talking about. This feeling, it all finally made sense. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that I was ready for her. Ready to bring her into my world. Ready to take the next step. I didn’t want to be with anyone else. I just wanted her, and I hoped with everything I had that she wanted me like that too.

Her fingers came up and played with the gold rope chain along my neck. “You’re not going to be mad if I fall asleep on you, right?” She yawned as I pulled the comforter up to her chin.

I kissed her cheek softy. “Go to sleep, beautiful. I’ll make sure your phone is charged.” I rolled off the bed and reached for her phone so I could plug it in. There was a new message on the screen. “Who’s Owen?”

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