“You know it.”
“I can’t wait for all of it.”
“Me either.”
* * *
This was happening too fast. That was the only thought in Sierra’s mind as she took the wildest ride of her life, right on the floor inside her front door with a man who needed no instruction on how to bring her more pleasure than she’d ever experienced with a partner. In ten short minutes, he’d upended her entire existence, using lips, tongue and teeth to make her come harder than she knew she could.
Twice.
The sight of his dark head between her legs was almost enough to get her off all on its own.
Then he raised his head, caught her watching him and grinned with total male satisfaction that would’ve been a turnoff with anyone else. This man, however, had earned the right to be pleased with himself. “We need protection.”
“In the bathroom closet. Second door in the hallway.”
“Don’t move.”
“Couldn’t if I tried.”
Morgan got up and stalked naked across her living room like a panther on the prowl, a thought that should’ve made her laugh, but she was still too stunned by recent events to do anything other than try to prepare herself for what would happen next. He returned as quickly as he’d left, rolled the condom onto his impressive erection and came back down on top of her, covering her with his warmth and the rich scent of cologne.
“Should we move to the sofa?” He reached down to cup her ass. “I’d hate to see this perfect skin with rug burns.”
“I’m okay where I am.” She also doubted the ability of her legs to hold her weight, as every part of her felt like a wet noodle after two explosive orgasms.
“Hold on to me.”
The way he took care of business was ridiculously sexy, mostly because he made it so she didn’t have to think about anything other than chasing the next high. That, too, was an all-new thing to her. Most of the guys she’d encountered had no idea how to pleasure a woman. This one dove right in and went for it, which was a huge turn-on.
She did as she was told and held on tight to him, her arms around his neck as he pushed into her, slowly and carefully so he wouldn’t hurt her. All the while, he watched over her with dark eyes that seemed to see deep inside her. He never blinked or looked away or tried to dodge the intensity of the moment.
He pushed deeper into her, making her moan from the tight squeeze that had her already on the verge of another orgasm. When had that ever happened? Never. Ever.
“Good?” he asked, still watching her as if he was afraid to miss anything.
“Mmm, yes.” She smoothed her hands down his back, massaging as she went because she couldn’t help herself.
“God, that feels amazing.” His gruffly whispered words, lips close to her ear, set off a wave of goose bumps that made her skin extra sensitive.
She kept her hands moving down, digging into his back muscles and then the glutes that flexed as he pressed as far into her as he could go and then held still. Under him, she squirmed, trying to get him to move, but he didn’t take the hint. “Morgan…”
“Hmm?”
“Come on!”
“Are you in a rush?”
“No, but…”
He kissed a path of fire up her neck and rolled her earlobe between his teeth as he continued to throb inside her. “You’re so busy taking care of everyone else, when was the last time you let someone take care of you?”
Sierra was moved to tears by the astute observation.
“Relax. I’ve got you.”
She closed her eyes, desperately trying to contain her emotional reaction, but a tear slid down her cheek anyway.
