She made eye contact with him, and the whole time, they stayed locked like that. His grass-green eyes never leaving her gold-flecked ones.
As she slicked up his erection, Caspian licked his lips. He was borderline desperate.
His teeth were clenched, and he begged for mercy because he was teetering.
“Please,” he muttered.
Only, Rayna didn’t stop.
She couldn’t.
Instead, she worked him harder, making him whimper, beg, and moan. There was a sexy red flush creeping up his skin, across his tattoos, and to his neck.
And it was damn adorable.
Yeah, she liked this man way more than she should. Rayna wanted to get used to this. Seeing his big, muscled, and tattooed body on her bed…
Delicious.
When he closed his eyes, he said one thing.
“Cumming,” he muttered, teeth clenched as his body betrayed him spectacularly. Nine months of pent-up sexual frustration exploded from him, and it did one thing.
It made him want more.
Caspian wanted all.
As she swallowed all of him, it was when he moved so fast that she gasped, nearly choking on cum.
In that moment, Rayna found herself on her back, him above her. Oh, and his ridiculously sexy body had her pinned down.
When he lifted his head, and grinned wickedly at her, she could see the real man that he hid beneath the fear and worry.
And he was ridiculously handsome.
What got her even wetter was that he had both of her hands locked to the bed in only one of his.
God.
She loved a man with big-ass hands. She loved it even more when he used them on her.
“My turn,” he admitted, enjoying the way her body was covered with goosebumps.
This wasn’t faked.
Rayna was having a good time, and that made him relax the rest of the way. The nerves were gone, and so was his stutter.
It was nowhere to be seen.
Thankfully.
“Oh, Caspian, show me what you’ve got,” she said, teasing him.
That was the plan.
Finding her mouth, he made love to it, driving up the heat in the room with that tangle of tongues. The whole time, she was trapped beneath him.
And it was the best place to be.