Page 21 of Unexpected Sweetheart
“And you’re never leaving.”
“I’m never leaving.”
With a satisfied growl, I grip her ass and pull her flush against my mouth, practically snarling as I get that first taste of her core. She’s sweet and silky, and I have to keep myself from trying to bite her as I spear into her with the tip of my tongue before finding her clit and sucking hard. She lets out a guttural moan, her fingers tightening in my hair as she rocks against my face, driving hard and fast toward her orgasm.
“Oh, God. Ryan. Ryaaaaan!” My ego inflates with every quirk of her hips as I lick and suck her to completion, her bone sagging sigh telling me she’s relaxed and ready for me. “That was way better than what I imagined.”
“Me too.” I grin and pull my shirt over my head, flexing a little for her when she runs a hand over my abs.
“You are so beautiful,” she breathes.
“And you are exquisite.” I lower my head and press a soft kiss to her lips, sharing her flavor and solidifying the fact that I will never have my fill of her. I want to always taste her in my mouth.
“Are you ready for me, heiress?”
“Oh, God. Yes. I want you inside me,” she gasps. “Please. I’m desperate for you.”
I lean in and suck one of her budded nipples into my mouth. My dick throbs. “You have no idea how desperate I am for you.”
“Give it to me. Please.”
“Oh, I love it when you beg,” I growl as I push off the bed and unbutton my jeans, shoving them to the floor as she takes in my size with wide eyes.
“You’re big.”
“I’ll be gentle. This time.”
Her hands land on my chest as I prowl up her body. I stop when we are aligned and stare into her eyes.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers. “I’m not afraid.”
“I’m just savoring this moment, baby. It’s the moment where you become irrevocably mine.” A soft smile plays on her lips before my mouth covers hers, my tongue demanding and deep. I push the tip of my cock inside her.
“Oh fuck!” Her eyes fly open and she clamps herself around me.
“I need you to relax, Lorelei. Otherwise this will hurt more than it needs to.”
“OK. I’m relaxed. I’m relaxed.”
“Look into my eyes, baby.Look at me and breathe. I desperately want to claim you as mine, but I’ll stop if you say to. OK?”
“OK,” she whispers, visibly willing herself to relax. “I trust you. Do it.”
I let out a slow breath, keeping myself calm as I shift inside her, pushing in nice and slow while her core clamps down on me like a vice.
“Relax, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“OK. OK. I’m going to relax, and you’re going to push in all the way. I think that’s what I need. Will that be OK?”
“Whatever you need, baby.”
“That’s what I want.” She blows out her breath, and as soon as the vice grip lessens, I drive my hips with a sudden thrust, fully seating myself before she has the chance to tense up again. It feels like I’ve come home.
“Oh, Lord. That’s got me full,” she gasps.
“Give it a moment,” I whisper, pressing my lips to her forehead. “I’ll stay right where I am. When your body adjusts, I’ll move, and it’ll feel a lot better for you.”
“Do you promise?” She looks up at me and pouts. “I mean, I knew it’d be uncomfortable. But…”
