"Tell the others to get some sleep," Bryon said over his shoulder as he led Becca out of the room. Once they were alone, he smiled down at her. She was nearly a foot shorter than his six-three height. "You did great with those kids tonight. You made them feel safe and welcome."
"Are you going to tell me what the guys found when they got to the house?" She pushed their bedroom door open.
He led her into the room, then closed the door behind them. "The foster father had Eric in his bedroom. Xander killed the man and rescued the boy while Kacey got the other two boys to safety. The other girl had already been moved. Taken by the same officer who had taken Lenora." He locked the door. "We aren't going to focus on that now. Tonight was supposed to be our wedding night. We should be making love as husband and wife right now."
Becca laughed. "Is it different as a married couple? Do orgasms get stronger?"
"I don't know. I've never been married, but I was hoping to find out." He pulled her into his arms. "I love you. Not many women would be as understanding as you are. This is hardly the first time the team has changed our plans. You have given up so much because of me."
"Not because of you. Because of the team and what they do. Saving the kids is more important than a canceled date or even a canceled wedding. You know I'd sacrifice everything for those kids. It's what we do. We'll get married when there are kids who need us." She kissed him softly.
"I love you." He kissed her back as he slowly moved her toward the bed, stopping just before she would fall back on it.
"Show me." She pulled away just enough to pull the shirt over her head and toss it aside.
"My pleasure." He lifted his own shirt off, then stepped back, undoing the button on his jeans as he kicked off his shoes. His gaze never left hers as he slowly undressed. When he stood naked in front of her, he closed the distance between them and undressed her, taking his time to slide his hands over her ample curves as he slid each piece of clothing from her body.
They'd been together so long that he had every inch of her memorized and knew exactly where to caress to cause her to gasp in pleasure. He picked her up, laughing at her yelp before he silenced her with a kiss. As he eased her onto the bed, he stared into her eyes, seeing the arousal already in them. "Mine."
"Always." She pulled him down over her, spreading her legs so he rested against her already wet core.
He groaned as his cock slid against the warmth of her center but wasn't ready to take her yet. He needed to feel her, taste her, get lost in everything about her. He slid his hands over her sides, then back up to cup her breasts and tweak her nipples with his fingers. She was so sensitive there. As she gasped at his touch, he kissed her again as she moved beneath him.
"Bry, I need…" She ran her hands down his back, holding him to her. Her legs spread wider, and she lifted her hips, trying to force his cock where she wanted it.
He wasn't having that. He pulled back, moving down her body just enough so that his mouth could replace his hands at her breasts. He moved back and forth between them, teasing one nipple, then the other as his hands held her hips, trying to keep her from squirming beneath him.
There was nothing better than getting her hot and aroused before he was inside her. He wanted her wet with need when he finally slid inside her. Knew from experience that if she came before he took her, her body would be wet, hot, and tight for him.
"Let me suck on your cock." She gasped the words.
"No way. I won't last. I want inside you. If your mouth touches me, I'll go off." He was too worked up and had been looking forward to being with her all day. Her mouth was magic and if she gave him head, they'd be done before he really got what he needed from her. "Relax, I'll give you what you need."
"You. I only need you." She fisted her fingers in his hair as his mouth tugged on her breast.
"You have me. Always had." He remembered meeting her outside the courthouse years ago. He'd been following up on a case the team had been involved in. She'd been the court reporter at the time, simply eating lunch outside in the sunlight. He'd known from the moment he met her she'd change his life. He just hadn't realized how drastically at the time.
"Please," she begged him as she rubbed her body against his.
"Soon." He moved his mouth down her body, over her belly, to each hip, then lower, using his hands to part her as he placed his mouth over her core, tasting her sweet nectar with a simple swipe of his tongue.
"Oh, God." She lifted herself to his mouth.
He didn't hesitate to dive in and take what she offered, using his mouth and tongue to tease her and bring her closer and closer to losing her mind. He craved her like this. When he was pleasing her, he could forget about everything else. Her taste consumed him as he licked and gently bit against her clit, loving every moan of pleasure she made for him.
The feel of her fingers in his hair was all he needed to know he was doing things right. He could get her off quickly if he wanted to, but tonight he wanted to drag things out and make her yearn a bit longer than usual. He slid his hand up her thigh and into her wetness, using two fingers to ease inside her. She was so hot and tight. His cock ached to be inside her as he flicked his tongue at the same time he thrust his fingers in and out of her, driving her mad.
Becca rode his fingers and tongue, working her body so he was just where she wanted him. They'd done this so many times that he knew she'd take what she needed. He let her move, enjoying the heavy breaths she released and the mewing cries that escaped her. She was close to coming, and he wanted to feel and taste all of it.
As her muscles tightened around his fingers, her wetness grew. He savored her, licking, sucking, and teasing at her folds, giving just enough attention to her clit to drive her crazy but not make her come. She begged as she moved against his mouth, but he knew her body too well to let her take what she wanted until he was ready.
"Bryon…" Becca cried.
"Soon." He said the words against her clit, blowing the word more than saying it. He loved the groan that escaped her as he moved his fingers harder inside her. Thoughts of his cock deep inside that heat had him fighting for his own control. He wouldn't last long once he took her. God, she was everything to him.
He finally gave in and sucked against her clit just the way she liked. It never failed to get her off. Her body tightened, then trembled before she cried out and her release swept over her. He licked and sucked, drawing out her pleasure until she was begging him to ease off.
He slid his fingers from her and allowed himself a lingering taste of her sweet juices before he rose up on his knees between her legs. He stared into her eyes, seeing the emotion he felt for her reflected in her eyes. "I can't wait to marry you."
