Page 85 of Take This Heart
A smile breaks across my face. “That describes it perfectly.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
COCKY SASS
GOLDIE
Did that just happen? Earth-shattering. I’m a bit shaken by it. The way his eyes worship me, his hands know exactly where to go, the way his body feels pressed against mine, his mouth finding mine like he wants every part of us connected.
Every inch of his body is fine-tuned. His chest is a wall, not too hard that he’s all edges, but toned with precision. The ripples his abs made when he was over me…the vee, oh, the vee that leads to heaven…
His whole body is my weakness.
I blow out a long breath and stretch against his sheets, while he goes into the bathroom.
I smile when he walks back into the bedroom with a warm washcloth and carefully cleans me up. Erin would be proud.
But he makes it feel a little too good and I tug him backdown for a kiss, which leads to him flipping me so I’m on top.
“Best view I’ve ever seen,” he says, his voice raspy.
His hands cup my breasts and the way he stares up at me makes me feel both sexy and powerful. He’s so beautiful it hurts. I roll my hips, slowly at first, teasing, and we both groan. He hands me a condom and I slide it on. Things escalate in a hurry. I throw my head back, my hair falling against him, my palms flat on his chest. His abs tense under my fingers.
“Goldie…” His lids are heavy as he watches me.
I move faster, feeling him hit deep. We take a shuddering breath together. His hands move down my stomach and between my legs, where he rubs tiny circles over my bundle of nerves. I’ve never been with a man who finds it so fast.
My body aches for him, even as he’s inside me, this need to consume him. I move faster and so does he, his eyes intent on mine. The city lights coming through his window cast a glow over his face, and he looks like sin that I want to partake in all night long. Desire pounds in my blood as I rock over him faster. His fingers don’t stop and when I start coming, he drives up into me harder, faster. My eyes roll back and he makes a desperate sound as he comes with me.
When we finally slow, I lean forward, and our mouths meet again, kissing like we can’t get enough. When we do break apart, we’re breathless and slick with sweat. He takes care of the condom and shifts, that smirk tugging at his mouth.
“How about a bath?” he asks. “I never use it, but it sounds nice right now.”
“I love that idea.”
He sits up and sweeps me into his arms as he stands. I kiss his throat and neck as he carries me into the bathroom.He sets me gently on the countertop and starts the water. The room fills with steam and he comes back to set me in the water. I sink into the water and sigh, already soothed in the raw places. I’ve never felt ravaged before, and by someone as big as him, and good God, it’s intoxicating.
We face each other, the hot water lapping around us. His fingers find mine under the water, our fingers lacing together. We sit there, looking at each other, our smiles soft.
“So, the night we met, did you see us ending up here?” I ask.
He lifts my hand and kisses my knuckles. “It’s what I wanted, yes. Wasn’t sure I’d ever get you here, though, since everything I do seems to piss you off.”
I lift an eyebrow. “Not everything.”
He grins and puts his hands on my backside, scooting me closer. “I know that now.”
“Was it how you imagined?”
“You’re too far.” He lifts me until I’m straddling him, and water sloshes over the sides.
His hands grip my hips and he’s already hard.
“Better than I imagined,” he says. “The sounds you make when you’re close…I’m going to replay that over and over again.”
I lean my forehead against his and slide my hands in his hair.
“The way you ride me like you weremadefor it,” he whispers.
