Page 35 of Wild Rush Of Love
“Then—”
“Not here.”
Confused, Reena unhooked her ankles and lowered her legs. “Not here?”Oh, okay, they’d go to her bedroom. She smiled. “This way.” Untangling her arms from around his neck, she turned—only to be spun back around.
“No. Not now, either.”
“But you said…” She searched his eyes for some clue as to what he was thinking but came up empty. “I don’t understand.”
“You’re a virgin?” His tone was questioning but she could see he knew the truth.
“Hopefully not for long.”
“Fuck.” He dragged a hand through his hair, his fingers snagging on the dried clumps. “You have no idea what you’re getting. What you’re asking for.”
“Yes, I do. You. I want you to be my first.”
“You shouldn’t want that.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not good enough for you.”
Reena laughed. “Oh, I’m pretty sure you’re going to be very,verygood for me.”
“Dammit, Sabreena. I want things from you I’ve never wanted with anyone else. We’re not talking soft and easy missionary here. I want dark, dirty things I never imagined I’dneed.”
“I want the same.”
“Bullshit!” Rush stepped closer, put his nose a hairsbreadth from hers, his eyes swirling with carnal heat. “You have no idea what’s going through my mind at a thousand miles an hour.”
“Tell me.” She licked her lips. Held her ground while his dark gaze searched hers.
“Christ.” His eyelids lowered, his nostrils flaring as he sucked in a harsh breath. “I want to get inside you. Fuck your virgin pussy and claim it as mine.Mine. Then I want to push you to your knees, make you suck me hard again so I can spin you around, shove your face to the floor and drive my cock deep inside that other virgin territory you have between your legs.”
Reena swallowed as heat and lust filled her veins, her lower region clenching hard. She throbbed in a way she wouldn’t have thought possible if it weren’t for the frantic beat pulsing in every cell of her body.
He moved closer, his warm breath ghosting over her trembling lips. “I’ll own every part of you. Every delicious inch of you will be branded. By. Me.Onlyme.”
A shudder rocketed from head to toe. The images his words conjured were limited by her inexperience, but she didn’t need to have firsthand knowledge to know she wanted to let him do all of it.
Leaning in, he spoke against her cheek as he brushed his nose along hers. “Are you scared, Reena?”
She shook her head.
“Fuck.” His head lowered, his forehead resting on her shoulder. “You should be.Iam.”
Licking her dry lips, she barely managed to get a word out through her constricted throat. “W-why?”
His head came up and his gaze met hers. “Because after I’m done taking you in every depraved way imaginable, I’ll want to do it again. And again. And again, until neither one of us can breathe or remember our names.”
All air left her lungs in a whoosh. “O-okay.”
Chapter Eighteen
Fuck me.
He was going to hell.
