When we arrive in Manhattan, it’s almost one in the morning. The sedan pulls up to the front of her building and I help her out. Pulling her back against my side, marveling at how perfectly she fits beneath my arm, we head inside and take the elevator up.
“I wasn’t sure I’d ever be back here, but I didn’t have the heart to put it up for sale yet. Good thing.”
Turning, I reach up and cup her beloved face. “Do you have any idea how incredible you are?” I ask, tracing my thumb over her lower lip.
“Incredible enough to kiss?”
“You never have to ask me for a kiss, Mer. Every single one I have is reserved solely for you.”
The golden threads in her bright blue eyes sparkle. “Really?”
“You own me, Princess. Body, heart and soul. And if you want me, I’m all yours.”
“I want you, Linc,” she whispers, tears brightening her eyes. “When I thought I might lose you…”
She shudders. Before she can finish her thought, I lean down and capture her mouth in a kiss. It stings a little because my lip is cut, but I don’t care. All I care about is this amazing woman in my arms.
The elevator door slides open, and I walk her out backwards into the foyer, still kissing her. We finally pull apart and I flip on a light.
“Your lip,” she murmurs, lightly touching the corner of my mouth. “I’m sorry. That must hurt.”
“Not nearly as much as another part of me.”
She smirks, her gaze tilting down to check out my tented shorts. “Well, then I guess we should take care of that. Although the EMT said you should avoid any strenuous activity.”
“I’m fine,” I insist.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. But I need to take a shower.” I’m still filthy from rolling around in the dirt with Bonecrusher. “You’re more than welcome to join me.”
The smile she gives me tilts my entire world. I take her hand and guide her up to the master bath where I remember a very large shower. We’d made good use of it before, and I can’t wait to do it again.
The second we reach the bathroom, we strip off our clothes without a word and step beneath the waterfall showerhead. The warm water sluices down my body, and Merritt soaps upher pink loofah and starts washing me. She’s so careful, lightly dabbing around all the bruises and scrapes.
Once we’re both clean, the grime and dust of the cage down the drain, her fingers wrap around my aching cock. My head drops back as she squeezes and caresses me from root to tip. When she drops to her knees and takes me in her mouth, I groan.
“No.” I grasp her shoulders and pull her back up. “You don’t belong on your knees. I’m the one who should bow down to you.”
“Linc, no.”
But I don’t want to hear it. I drop down, scoop her leg up and hike it over my shoulder. She lets out a little shriek, grabbing onto my shoulders to steady herself, and I look up with a wolfish grin. “Your every wish is my command, Princess. What do you want, sweetheart?”
“Kiss me,” she whispers.
“With pleasure.” I spread her pretty pink pussy lips with my thumbs and press my mouth to her center.
“Oh, God, Linc…”
I start licking and teasing, swirling my tongue around her clit until she’s bucking against my face. Her nails dig into my shoulders when I slide a finger inside her. She’s so wet, and it has nothing to do with the water falling down on us. I can tell she’s on the verge, so I suck harder. She cries out, her body jerking, and then she turns to jelly.
Catching her as I stand, I lift her into my arms. After flipping the water off, I bundle her in a towel and carry her over to the bed.
I’m not taking her against the tiles. I want her in a warm, soft bed when I tell her…
I love you.
My chest tightens. I’ve never said those words to any woman—other than my mother, of course.
