Page 65 of Desperate Measures
“Yes.” She kisses my neck, my jaw, my mouth.
Gods, she’s perfect. “In that case, I’m burning your underwear, too. Never wear it again.”
“You’re so obsessed with me being ready for you when you walk through the door.” She laughs. “Consider it done.”
It’s as if she never doubted me, never doubted that I’d do whatever it took to stand at her side, to be with her. Her faith humbles me even as it drives my frenzy for her higher.
I lift her, and she instantly wraps her legs around my waist. The bed is too far away. I need to be inside her now, to cement this new future between us. To bolster it.
Yasmina must feel the same way. She reaches between us, trusting me to hold her up, and frees my cock. A breath later and she has me at her entrance.
I thrust into her in a single smooth motion, the perfection of the moment nearly sending me to my knees. “I love you, baby girl.”
“I love you, too, Daddy.” She kisses me.
Fuck, but I could lose myself in Yasmina’s taste, in the way she strokes her tongue against mine, claiming me even as I claim her.
Perfection.
I bear her down to the bed. “Better be quiet. You wouldn’t want your people to hear you coming around my cock.”
“That’s right. My people.” She digs her heels into the small of my back, driving me to fuck her harder. Her breasts bounce with each stroke, and her expression is so fucking fierce. “Cover my mouth and make me come, Daddy.”
Pressure is already building in my spine, this mutual claiming too fucking sexy to hold out for much longer. “You’re the queen. Make yourself come.”
Her smile damn near blinds me. She hooks the back of my neck and drags my mouth down to hers even as she slides her hand between us to finger her clit. She’s as primed as I am, and three strokes later, I have to pull back and cover her mouth with my hand as she comes apart around my cock. It’s too good. More than that, I want to come deep inside her, to seal this new turn in our relationship with something so much stronger than words. I orgasm with a low curse and keep pumping into her, not wanting this to end.
When I finally drop to the side of her and hitch her leg over my hip, she laughs again, breathless and flushed. “Why do I have the feeling you’re not finished with me?”
“I’ll never be finished with you.” The truth, stark between us.
Happiness lights up her eyes. “Good.” She bites her bottom lip as I push two fingers into her. “I have to meet with my generals in an hour.”
“Then we have time for another couple orgasms before you do.” I watch her expression go hazy with pleasure, reveling in the fact that it’s me here, in her bed, at her side, causing it. “Now that you’re queen of your territory, what are you going to do next?”
“You’re asking me that now?” She laughs breathlessly. “I take it you have a suggestion.”
“I do.” I push a third finger into her. “Someone recently told me that there’s good money and power to be had by taking our operation digital.”
“Mmm.” She arches into my touch, trying to take me deeper. “This someone sounds rather brilliant.”
“She is. Beautiful and brilliant.” I dip down to speak directly into her ear. “And mine.”
Her hips move as she tries to fuck my fingers. “Say it again.”
“Mine.” I gather her close, keeping up the touch that will have her coming apart again. “My baby girl, my woman.” I nip her bottom lip, catching her cry with my mouth. Only when I’ve taken her down from the edge do I finish. “My queen.”
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