“Shh.”
I cover my mouth with one hand and grip his hair with my other. I hold him to me as he licks and sucks.
Our eyes meet. His are dark as pitch. Fevered. A reflection of my own.
My legs drop open, and that dirty man pauses to lick his other finger and then drop it down to my asshole where he slowly pushes into me.
Two sucks later, I fly apart with a scream that I barely manage to muffle.
Panting, I lie there boneless. He slides up the bed, somehow keeping that finger in my ass. He gives it a wiggle, and I laugh. “Found something there you like, huh?” I ask sleepily.
“You have no fucking idea,” he grunts as he crawls over me.
One breath later, he sinks his thick cock into me. It’s a slow slide because he’s so thick, but the fullness is magical with the pressure of his finger in the back. “Oh, my God, Rhett.”
His other arm comes around me, and he kisses me deep as he bottoms out.
I draw my legs around his waist, which makes him sink deeper, and we both groan. Slowly, he pulls back, almost all the way out, before he slams back in, and that incredible pressure builds again. Our slick bodies slap together, and he wiggles that finger, and I detonate again.
I shove my face into his neck as I come with a scream. He thickens between my thighs and a second later releases with hard pulses. I feel each and every one as I quiver and shake in his arms.
Panting, he rests his forehead on my chest. When he lifts it, his hair is going every which way, and the concern in his eyes puts me on alert. “Are you okay, baby? I didn’t…” He frowns. “I didn’t mean to get carried away. That was kinda rough. I should’ve?—”
I put my finger over his swollen lips. “That was perfect. I like it rough.” Apparently. Who knew?
“You do?”
He sounds so shocked, I laugh. “I came twice, which is a personal record. So please don’t apologize.” My throat is hoarse from all that screaming.
“You tell me immediately if anything we ever do is too much.”
“Yes, sir.” His dick kicks once more in my body, and I chuckle.
Now I really am boneless, and when he slides out of me, I groan and flop on the bed. He returns from the bathroom a moment later with a warm washcloth and cleans me up. I’m so impressed with his manners. “I’m going to leave a review for you on Yelp. It’ll say, ‘Fabulous curb-to-curb sex service.’”
He smirks, turns me on my side, and smacks my butt. “Smartass.”
When he slides into bed, he pulls me to his warm body, and I throw my leg over his and curl into his hard chest.
“Mmm. You feel so good,” I mumble.
Rhett kisses my forehead. “So do you, wildflower. Too good.”
I want to ask him what that means, how something could feel too good, but I fall asleep.
22
RHETT
I whistleas I shovel out the stall, and Beau gives me a look. “Someone’s in a good mood.”
“It’s a lovely day.” I’ve been replaying last night in my mind all morning. Paige is… well, she’s spectacular. Waking up with that woman is about the best thing I’ve experienced in years.
He chuckles. “If I had to bet, I’d say you got laid.”
My smile evaporates. “If you say one word about my wife, we’re gonna have a problem, brother.”
He laughs harder and holds up his hand. “I would never say anything about sweet, beautiful Paige Lewis.”
