Page 96 of Ruthless with a Rogue
Derek carefully lowered her to the mattress and leaned forward, pressing gentle kisses to her stomach.Trailed his lips over to her hipbone and nipped it.She let out a breathless chuckle.
He straightened and smiled softly at her.“One more time for me, love.Can you handle that?”
She nodded, her gaze still slightly unfocused in the aftermath of her orgasm.
He studied her carefully.Her cheeks were a deep crimson, the flush traveling down to her rapidly surging chest.Golden strands, damp with sweat, stuck to her flushed cheeks and brow, her skin gleaming with the heat of their exertions.She was magnificent…but she also looked exhausted.
“Are you certain, Livy?We don’t have to do anything more.”He gently caressed her hip.He could take care of himself quickly, and then he’d be more than happy to curl around her until he needed to get her home.
Her dark gaze sharpened, his ruthless queen resurfacing.“I said tonight was ending with you in me, Derek.Don’t disappoint me.”
A shiver swept over him.
Never.
He’d never disappoint her.
49
Livy
Derekslidonthecondom and secured the ties, then slicked something over his length—by the way it glistened, it was some sort of oil.Livy let out a slow breath.It was really going to happen.They were about to do this.
Her gaze trailed over his defined chest, his too-prominent ribs, locking on the one that stuck out too far, then traveled down his muscled abdomen.He was all rivers and valleys of muscle everywhere she looked.Her lean wolf.
Her limbs were weak with lethargy, but even so, the telltale simmering need began to build between her thighs again.Every stroke of his fist over his length, every flex of his arm muscle, had the pressure strengthening.She could stare at him like this forever.Feverishly stroking himself until every one of those muscles went taut, until he succumbed to his release.Her breath stuttered as sinful images filled her mind, as she realized exactly what her thoughts would lead to: Him covering her with his seed.A claiming.One day she was definitely making that happen.But not tonight.
She bit her lip.She couldn’t wait to be his in every way possible.And he hers.She only had to hope they could find a way to make it happen in truth.Perhaps some would call her foolish for giving her body over to Derek outside of marriage.Especially with the knowledge that marriage might not be an option for them.But she couldn’t find it in herself to care.If all they had was this time, she was going to take full advantage.Take every piece of this man she could have.
“How do you want this to happen, clever girl?”He arched a cheeky brow.“Want to ride me?”
She knew why he was asking, the concern was clear in his eyes, in the way his hand trembled ever-so-slightly where it caressed her thigh.Her heart went soft.He was trying to hide his nerves with a bit of teasing.He didn’t want to hurt her, send her spiraling like the last time.She had a feeling that wouldn’t ever happen with him again.
“What if we did it like this?”She wiggled closer to the edge of the mattress, his cock rubbing against her center.
His lids lowered, fingers digging into her skin.“You’re sure this will be all right?”His tone was nothing but gravel.
She nodded, slowly rocking against him, and he hissed out a breath through his teeth.She’d love nothing more than the opportunity to ride him, be in full control of this man.But there was absolutely no way her thighs were holding her up right now.
“This way your weight isn’t on me,” she murmured, then slid one leg up his side, wrapping it around him and digging her heel into his back to pull him closer.She might not be in full control, but she could still be demanding.“But you can still give me what I need.”Her pulse ticked up, feathering against her neck.
Derek’s chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, his cheeks flushed as he ground against her.He notched himself at her entrance, pressed against her, not enough to push inside.A tease.Just like that, the fire in her veins was back, the lust searing just beneath the surface.Ready for another round.
“Like that, love?”
“More,” she breathed.
Something dangerous glinted in his eyes, and then he thrust home.
She inhaled sharply, a small moan escaping.Oh.That was quite nice.Exceptionallynice.She’d thought it was supposed to hurt.She remembered Aunt Mellie explaining things to her on one of her visits a couple years back.Some women experienced sharp pain and bleeding, her aunt had said; others, discomfort.All Livy felt was…stretched beyond measure.It waslovely.
He drew his hips back before pushing forward in a shallow imitation of a thrust.Her fingers fisted the bed linens.Another slow, shallow slide.His gaze never left hers, studying her with an intensity that reached deep inside of her, an intensity she felt punctuated with every small thrust.She ground her teeth and glared at him.He was teasing her, the numpty.
He grinned.
“Derek.”She growled at him.
“I know you think I’m being a bastard,” he said with a pained chuckle.“I’m actually trying not to embarrass myself.”
