Page 25 of The Final Temptation (Men of Honor 3.5)
When he pulls back I take a minute before opening my eyes, wanting to bask in this moment as long as possible. When I eventually open them I see him watching me with a small smile and I can’t help but return one of my own. “You really can do wonders with that mouth of yours, McKay, and now I’m going to show you what mine is capable of.”
Leaning down, I kiss his toned stomach before trailing my tongue along the contours of his abs. As much as I would like to take hours to explore every inch of his body I know I don’t have much time before he will have me on my back again, so I head right to the good stuff. I hook my thumbs on the inside of his waistband and pull his pants down just enough for his erection to spring free. I don’t bother to finish ridding him of them before fisting his thick cock in my hand, loving the smooth, hard feel of it. He hisses out a breath and pumps himself into my firm grasp. When a pearl of clear fluid leaks from the tip I lean in and lick it clean, loving the salty taste of him.
With a growl he weaves his fingers in my hair, and the firm grip stings my scalp in the best way. “Take me in, Kayla. All of me.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. Looking up at him with a smirk, I take him all the way in until he hits the back of my throat, then I suck back to the tip, making sure to run my tongue on the underside of it.
“Ah fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby, suck my dick just like that.” I move to repeat the motion but he beats me to it and thrusts back in. A whimper escapes me and my clit flares to life again from his control. He sets the pace, which is hard and fast. I relax my throat and take him as far as I can, and grip the base where my mouth can’t reach. He tugs my head back a bit so our gazes collide, and keeps his pace, his eyes wild with lust. “You like it when I fuck this sassy mouth of yours, Kayla?”
I moan, letting him know that I love it, and I do. I usually don’t like to be told what to do, but this guy can do anything he wants to me when our clothes are off. Hell, even with our clothes on I think I would do anything he says, which is a little scary.
“This is what I pictured doing to you every time you mouthed off to me. It drove me fucking crazy and you knew it.”
Yes, I did. It’s why I loved riling him up, because I knew one day he would make me pay for it in the dirtiest ways possible.
I feel him grow harder just before he pulls out of my mouth with lightning speed. “Why are you stopping?” I ask through labored breaths, my mouth watering for his taste.
“Because it’s almost time and there is nothing in the world that will stop me from claiming what I have been waiting years to do.” He leans down and pulls something from his pants pocket before putting a hand on my chest and coaxing me to lie down. I scoot back a little closer to the headboard then watch him as he opens the condom and sheathes himself. His gaze is fierce as he crawls over top of me, his hard, bare body blanketing mine, sending a beautiful warmth flowing through me. I feel his erection on the inside of my thigh and my heart rate speeds up in anticipation. I’m not nervous though; I have wanted this for too damn long.
Cooper’s expression softens as he reaches up and brushes a strand of hair out of my face. “There are so many ways I want to take you, so many things I want to do to you. But for now I’m going to go slow and savor every minute of it, and I’ll try to make it as painless as possible for you.”
As much as I like his dominant side, I love this side of him too—his softer side. “It will be perfect because it’s with you,” I tell him truthfully.
He presses a kiss to my forehead then rises up on one arm and runs his erection through my wet flesh, coating it with my arousal. I moan when he grazes my sensitive clit. We both glance at the clock to see it’s one minute after midnight.
“Kayla?” I look back at him to see a small smile on his face. “Happy birthday, baby.” Then he enters me with one smooth thrust. I gasp. The sting of pain is the most exquisite I’ve ever felt. A deep groan erupts from his chest as he stills and gives me time to adjust. His back muscles are tight and strained under my fingertips. “Shit. Just relax, baby.” I relax my knees that have a strong grip on his hips, and breathe through the fullness of him. “Better?” he asks a moment later.
“Yes.”
Rising up, he begins thrusting inside of me with slow, deliberate strokes. It’s tight, a little painful, and absolutely beautiful. “Jesus, you feel fucking incredible.”
I reach up and frame his face between both of my hands, and pull him closer until his lips are only a breath from mine. As I stare into his warm, green eyes, I let it sink in that I am finally having the only man I’ve ever wanted. And now that I have him I know that everything I have gone through, up until this point, was meant to lead me here—to this one person.
“What are you thinking?” he asks softly, as if sensing my thoughts.
I debate on how much to tell him then decide on the truth. “I’m pretty sure I’ve waited my whole life for this moment with you.”
He falters and my heart thrums at a fast pace, scared that I just ruined the moment, but my fear vanishes when he gives me a small, genuine smile. “I have no doubt, Kayla, that you were made just for me.” I feel the biggest, silliest smile take over my own face. “You and your sassy mouth that drives me fucking crazy.”
