Page 127 of On Merit Alone
I opened my eyes, unable to stop them as they ate up the sight of her. That sexy little outfit was already stretched out around her extravagant body. It stretched even more as she sat like that. Barely hanging on by a thread, it seemed. The glittery blue I’d caught a glimpse of was on full display for me now.
I didn’t know whether to be annoyed or thankful that she decided to wear the tiniest, almost see-through scrap of fabric under her already tiny outfit. I wanted to be mad—anyone could have lifted up her skirt and seen what I was seeing now. But I couldn’tfind the anger inside of me, not when I was too busy burning for a different reason.
Forcing my eyes to hers, I raised a questioning eyebrow. “So this is for me?”
She nodded slowly, holding my gaze the whole time. I cursed out loud this time and stepped forward between her knees. My hands ate up the feel of her as I ran them up her long legs, stopping at her thighs and squeezing the supple flesh there.
She moaned and I caught it on my mouth as I pressed a kiss there. Slipping my mouth over hers in a way that almost consumed her. Needing her as I bit down on her bottom lip before sucking its sweetness into my mouth. She tasted good. Like sugar and tequila. I knew because she licked her tongue into my mouth, effectively drugging me with the sensual feeling of her opening to me like that. Of her exploring me like she was.
Breathless, I pulled back. Resting my head on her forehead and trying to catch my breath. Or control my hands that had now slipped underneath the fabric of her skirt and were cupping a good amount of her ass as I took her mouth.
Shit, I hadn’t meant to do that. Until now, I'd only shared the sweet kinds of kisses with Merit. The ones that were inevitable after the way our hearts had attached to each other. The ones that were extensions of the feelings I was trying to relay to her through my words and actions. The ones that said, I love you without words necessary.
This was not that kind of kiss. This was the kind of kiss that said,I want you. I want you possibly right here in the back of some random club and I might not care who else sees.
Though that might be fun at some point, that’s not what I wanted our first sexual encounter to look like. I wanted to do everything right for this girl. Everything good for her. She deserved it, and I needed to make sure she got it.
But damn she was sexy, and damn I wanted her more than I wanted air right now.
“What did you drink?” I asked, trying to distract myself and calm my dick.
“Lots of tequila,” she said.
“Tequila makes you fun, got it.”
“If we’re being accurate, tequila makes me bold,” she said. “But it all makes me horny.”
I hissed, my hands squeezing on her soft curves in response. “You’re going to drive me crazy, sweetheart.”
“That was the plan,” she said on a moan.
“I don’t want to do anything here. Not like this.”
“I want you to do everything here.Now,” she said.
“Merit,” I growled.
“I like how you say my name,” is all she said, her fingers playing along any bare skin she could find. I groaned and her eyes found mine, curious and entranced. “Please Ira, I need you.”
This broke me. Leaning into her, I kissed down her neck, nipping at her throat before kissing my way back up to her mouth.
Hovering over her, I said, “Do not beg me for anything, Mer. I’ve made it clear that I want to make you happy. I want you to have everything you’ve ever wanted in this world. I don’t ever want you to have to beg for a thing in your life, but I am notfuckingyou in the back of a club, so please don’t ask me to.”
“But—”
I kissed her gently to cut off her words. “I’m talking, baby. Let me finish.”
“Fine.”
“You came here to punish me, didn’t you?” I asked.
“Yes,” she answered right away. “And to get drunk.”
I smiled. “You’re doing good then. But don’t let me off so easy. Make me pay for it, Mer.”
She paused for a second, her mouth pressing up but not kissingme. I fought hard not to chase the feeling of those sweet lips again. This was for her. “So I can touch you?”
“Yeah,” I answered.
