Page 42 of Wild Rush
She gasped when he picked her up. Carefully, he laid her on the bed and kissed her, everything he felt for her bleeding into the soft caress of his mouth on hers. Hooded lids hung over dazed eyes and he could see her desire for him, sweet and lush, overflowing in gentle waves.
Unable to wait any longer to be inside her, Rush shucked his clothes and joined her on the bed, making himself at home between her legs.
Her arms came up to wrap around his neck, tugging him down to her. “Love me, Rush.”
Their mouths fused as he joined their bodies in one thrust. He swallowed her gasp, his tongue plunging between her parted lips in the same steady rhythm as his cock surging into her slick heat.
He kept his eyes open, kept them on hers, as he loved her with everything he was. He might not be able to say the words but he could show her with his body, open his soul through his eyes.
Rush gave himself completely, knowing she could reject him. He understood her enough to know he had to lay himself bare if he wanted her to trust him with her heart.
Biting his tongue to keep from saying the words desperate to be heard, he picked up the pace and tilted his hips. She panted and shuddered, her pussy tightening around him as he drove them both toward the peak.
Her climax took them both. It rose up and burst over her, dragging him under the wave of bliss with her. And when he’d spent the last of his seed inside her, he couldn’t stop himself from hoping her birth control failed.
He knew it was the wrong thing to want, a manipulative way to forge a permanent connection. Except the thought of Reena carrying his child didn’t feel wrong, being with her forever felt right. More right than anything else in his life ever had.
