Page 116 of Peasants and Kings
He withdrew completely and I feared he was going to replace his finger with something much larger, but he surprised me when he settled down next to me on his back.
“Come here,” he ordered gruffly.
I removed the pillow from underneath me and tossed it to the floor before climbing Hadrian to straddle his body. I was still slick with want and oil and I grasped his erection and eased down on top of him.
“Kiss me,” he commanded.
I leaned over and pressed my lips to his. While my body was drugged with pleasure and full of him, he slid his finger in me again. But something about this angle made it easier and excitement bloomed. So much so that I felt myself working him in deeper.
I was being filled in two places, and though it was only a small introduction of what could be, my mind went wild with fantasies.
Closing my eyes, I rode out the storm, clenching around his finger and erection. I gasped when Hadrian suddenly sat up with me still in his lap, his mouth drenching my neck and shoulders in kisses as he continued to undulate inside me.
With a moan of surrender, he finally came, grasping me tightly for a moment and then releasing me so that he could gently collapse against the pillows. I fell on top of his chest, my breathing erratic and scattered.
He swept away my hair and rested his hand on the back of my neck, urging me to look at him.
“Are you all right?” he asked, his eyes clear and intense.
“Yeah. Are you? I didn’t hurt you?” I asked, my fingers drifting to his bandage.
“Hurtme?” he asked with a wry grin.
I rolled my eyes at his arrogance. It was clearly back, as though no vulnerability had passed between us.
“Did you enjoy it?” he asked baldly. “What I did to you?” His hand coasted over my hip to rest at the small of my back.
My cheeks flamed and I cleared my throat. “I think you know I enjoyed it.”
He let out a laugh and leaned forward to brush his lips across mine. “I have a pretty good feeling you’ll enjoy something much larger.”
Embarrassment made me bury my head against his neck.
“Sterling,” he said softly. “Look at me.”
His tone and the use of my name had me pulling back to stare at him.
“You shouldn’t ever be self-conscious with me. Nothing is off limits. Pleasure is pleasure and if you want something, ask for it. Aye?”
I nodded.
After he got up and washed his hands, he came back to bed and I snuggled up against him. His arm draped around me and his fingers stroked my spine.
“So, where does all of this leave us, Hadrian? I’m still a Rex girl and there is a contract between us.”
“Damn the contract.”
“I don’t like the idea of being financially dependent on you.”
“I guess that means you haven’t bothered to check the bank account The Rex set up for you.”
I looked up and propped my chin on his chest. “What do you mean?”
“The million dollars has been sitting in your account since the night you agreed to come to the island.”
“What? The night we discussed the contract, you offered me a hundred thousand dollars for accepting. Why did you change the amount?” I asked in shock.
“I never had plans to keep you here if you didn’t want to be. I didn’t want the money to be the reason you stayed.”
