Elation like a wave of morning heat from a beautiful sunrise caressed me.
I wanted that so fucking badly. So much so, I yanked away from him and took a deep breath.
Startled eyes peered back at me. “You okay?”
“God yes, but fuck, I almost came.”
A sly smirk kicked up Ross’s lips. “Yeah?”
“Just the thought of you fucking me.” I shuddered, anticipation rolling along my skin.
“In that case, let’s swap and calm you down before I work you back up again.”
My shit-eating grin held nothing back, and Ross chuckled as I moved so quickly I almost fell off the bed in my eagerness.
“Fuck off,” I grumbled with zero heat and 100 percent affection.
“How about I fuck you instead?” His quirked brow had me snorting. Ross was the epitome of kind, courteous, and professional. Pretty much a necessity considering his career. I loved that about him.
But this dirtier side—still with the quick wit and fun—was my favourite.
I didn’t have time to share as much with him before my groan slipped free from the slide of his finger inside me. My eyes shot open, wondering how I’d missed him getting the lube.
“Okay?” His question was breathy.
“Definitely.” I forced myself to stay still rather than greedily riding his finger. I wanted him to have the moment and take control, loving the concentration warring with desire flittering across his features. With his bottom lip tugged between his top teeth, the pink high on his cheeks, and his intense gaze on his fingers and my arse, there wasn’t a chance I’d mess with the perfection of the moment.
I gasped, delight rippling across my skin after the initial intrusion of a second, then a third finger.
His attention flicked to mine in question. I smiled and nodded before groaning, letting him know I was more than okay.
“You are so incredible.”
His focus danced between his fingers and my eyes, clearly not knowing where to settle.
“I can’t believe I finally get to do this with you.”
A flurry of activity came alive in my chest at the tenderness of his words, addling my brain and making it a struggle to form a reaction. With his fingers working me over and the awe in his voice, my balls tingled, heat licking against my spine.
“Gonna come. Get inside me.” It was all I could manage, but I needed him with a certainty and desperation that left no doubt whatsoever about my feelings for Ross.
In the next breath, his fingers were replaced with his cock. He eased into me with a rightness that took my breath away.
He gripped my thighs, angling them back a little further, closer to my stomach.
“Fucking spectacular.” His quiet words and unwavering stare slid over me. I groaned at the sensation of his movements and the impact of his words.
Once seated inside me, he paused, though the gentle shake of his limbs told me all I needed to know.
He wanted me as much as I did him.
I smiled, not holding back any of the affection I had for the man, hoping like hell he could read it clearly in my eyes, my smile, the way he fit so perfectly with me. I angled my head in a clear invitation. After a soft smile, his mouth was on mine.
I wove my arms around him and moved my hips while opening my mouth and kissing him with a gentleness that matched the soft thrust of his hips.
Ross rocked into me, and I groaned into his mouth.
Both of us slick with lube, Ross moved with ease. Angling up, he peered down at me, a gentle smile on his face just as he changed the tempo. My loud groan pierced the air.
