Page 29 of Another Round
“Look down.”
This time I follow her command. Sweet pink nipples, proof of her desire for me, torpedo into my black ink.
“We’re gorgeous together.”
We really are amazing. Practically art with her flawless skin skimming against the colors decorating almost every inch of mine. The contrast mimicking the differences between us. That I thought were insurmountable, too much to overcome, too wrong to accept. But now with her in my arms nothing could be better. Nothing could be more perfect. Nothing could be this right. “That we are.”
She traces a line on my chest while I walk us to the bed.
“Maybe someday I’ll get one too.”
Her shriek of surprise bounces just like she does when I toss her onto the mattress. Giggling from me growling my disapproval at her from her idea and from her climbing to her knees. As if she’s going to try and get away.
“Or maybe not.”
“Definitely not.”
Timidity kicks in with her kneeling naked in front of me, and she slides her arm across her breasts covering herself from my gaze. Not allowed. I want to see her. I want to see what’s mine. A nervous laugh bubbles in her luscious mouth when I tug her hands down and bind them together behind her again. Forcing her lovely nipples closer to me with her back arched.
“Hypocrite.”
“Yeah, I am. But I’m not ever letting you do anything that hurts you.”
The defiance softens from my adamancy, but she still gives me a small huff. Pretending to be annoyed.
“I think you’re way overprotective.”
“I’m okay with that.”
She must be okay with my domineering nature too. Straining forward against my fist restraint to kiss me when all I want is her on her back so I can ravish her. I step closer, mimicking her desire and meeting her lips. Loving her assertiveness as her tongue sweeps between my lips, tasting and exploring me, while her body glides up and down mine seeking all of me. Overwhelming me with her wordless plea for more.
As soon as I release her wrists, her arms coil around my neck and I gently lay her back. Taking the opportunity to enjoy her spread across my bed. Fucking gorgeous with dainty hands clenching the cover on both sides of her. Yet her eyes never leave mine. Unwilling to yield completely to her nervousness. Which is the epitome of why I’m so drawn to her. The perfect combination of brave and bashful.
I push her legs up and kneel in adoration of her this time, slowly sliding my hands up and down her trembling thighs to warm and soothe her. Small purple tipped toes curl around the comforter when I massage over her hip bones and my thumbs brush her pussy. Generating an almost feral moan to erupt in my throat from the glistening on her smooth pink lips. Fighting an uncontrollable urge to shove her legs farther apart and bury myself inside her. Battling a primal need to fill her completely so she knows nothing but me inside of her.
Until her quivering fingers cover the back of my hand and hesitation flares in her expression.
“Will you lay down with me?”
Uncertain as to what I’ve done to spook her, I nod. The reason doesn’t matter only that she’s scared, and I fucking hate it, especially if I’m the cause of her fear. But also beyond grateful that she spoke up and slowed me down. “You never have to be afraid of me.”
“I’m not. I’m just…”
Unable to describe the emotion doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel it. Or that I can’t fix it. I drop to my forearm and cover her shaking body with mine. Rolling to my side, I sheath her against me and stroke down her back. Hoping to calm her with my touch and my words. Reminding myself that while I know who I am and exactly what I want, she’s young and probably intimidated by me and something that’s more than just a fun fuck. I blow out a breath and grin, so she can hear the smile in my teasing. “You know I had no idea what to expect when I agreed to guard you. I was worried it might be a long miserable summer putting up with some spoiled brat princess.”
“Thanks a lot.”
Her voice is muffled against my chest, but the indulgent humor still comes through. “So it blows my mind that after just this short time together I already know that being with you is one of the best damn things that’s ever happened to me in my entire life.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” I kiss the top of her head. Welcoming the elation in her tone. “Really. You’re trouble but you’re the best kind of trouble.”
The trembling finally stops, but I have one more thing to remind her of. “You’remytrouble.”
“Yes I am.”
Soft lips press against my chest in confirmation. Gentle at first. Once, twice, three times. Awakening the beast from my name whispered against my heated skin while her fingertips drift to the back of my neck.
