Page 95 of No Rings Attached
Every kiss we’d shared until now had been a tease of what was to come. A promise.
I was done fighting myself to stay away.
Her moans snapped the last of my restraint. I slid my tongue deeper into her mouth, swallowed her sounds and gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. My hands cupped her ass, overflowing with her softness, and pulled her into me.
She bucked her hips, gasping into my mouth.
The friction was exquisite torture.
“You’remine,”I growled against her ear, my voice ragged with possession.
“Yes, yours.” Her lips trailed across my jaw and down my neck, sucking at the sensitive spot under my ear.
God, I needed her so fiercely I thought my knees might buckle. Instead, I locked them into place and hauled her up. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist and instinct guided us. Our bodies found a rhythm, grinding together as though we’d waited lifetimes for this moment between us.
Her head fell back against the door, hair spilling around her shoulders, and her lips parted as she panted, “More. God, Drew. More.”
Her nails clawed at my shoulders. I had no doubt if I wasn’t wearing a shirt she’d have marked me.
“It’s like every one of our kisses were foreplay,” I rasped, thrusting harder, my cock straining, leaking with need.
Ellie writhed, hips rolling in short frantic movements. “So good,” she gasped over and over. “Don’t stop.”
Her legs tightened around me, her breath quickening. Her body stiffened around me as she trembled. She was so close to her release.
I matched her pace, erratic, feral, my whole body shaking with need.
With a sharp cry, Ellie shattered in my arms. The sound of her pleasure drove me over the edge, and I thrust once, twice more before coming hard, my hips jerking, and my forehead dropping to hers as the world went white behind my eyelids.
I didn’t care that I’d lost my control too fast, didn’t care that I’d come in my pants like a teenage boy making out for the first time. All that mattered was her in my arms and that she came, too.
Ellie relaxed and her body went limp. “Mmm, that was good.” Her warm breath tickled my neck as her face nuzzled into the curve above my shoulder, and I realized I wanted to stay like this forever.
With her.
My heart pounded so hard it almost hurt. I buried my face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her delicious scent, wanting—no, needing—to memorize this moment. “It was.”
She lifted her head, her heavy-lidded, satisfied eyes roving my face.
I nipped at her lips. “You okay?”
Her answering grin gave me the answer I wanted, but I needed to hear her say it.
“More than okay.”
Relief washed through me. “We don’t need to go any further. If you want to stop, I’ll stop. You’re in charge here, Ellie.” Her consent was key.
She frowned. “Doyouwant to stop?”
I nibbled at her collarbone and smiled at her quick inhale. “Not at all.”
“Good.” Her voice was husky, sultry even, making me shiver with the desire to have her again. “Then I think we should take this upstairs.”
I hiked her up higher in my grip and turned towards the stairs.
Her legs slid to the floor and I grabbed her hand as I steadied her wobbly legs. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you upstairs so I can have my way with you.” I waggled my eyebrows.
