He gave her one last lick and then got to his knees.
She watched with languid eyes as he rolled a condom over his big cock, stroking himself before he fell on her. His muscular body covered her own. He didn’t hold an ounce of his weight off her. It didn’t matter. She wanted it. Wanted to be pressed down by him, mastered by this one man. He was the only man she would ever allow to master her.
Case kissed her, his tongue going deep and giving her back the taste of her own arousal. She was there on his lips and tongue. She’d branded him as surely as he’d scorched her.
His cock pressed against her pussy. So big. So hot. She wanted that cock like she’d wanted nothing before. She needed Case inside her, their bodies connected.
Still, he seemed determined to take his time. He caught her face between his hands, his body weight controlling hers, his rope taking care of her hands. He held her face still as he kissed her over and over again. Case seemed to need control in a way she couldn’t completely understand. He overwhelmed her. He’d done it from the moment he’d walked into her life. It had scared her at first, but now it seemed like something to treasure because he was here with her. They were finally on the same page at the same time, and Mia threw away every reservation she had.
Case could handle her family and she could handle Case. She could handle his need to dominate without losing herself. He needed her. He needed her strength and her passion, and she intended to give it all to him.
Her life had been a series of struggles, but if all that pain she’d lived through led her to him, then she would be satisfied.
She gave up any thought of fighting this wave she was riding. The pleasure was simple and amazing, but the emotion was beyond anything she’d felt. He was hers.
She would have given a lot to wrap her arms around him, but for now he seemed to need those ties and bindings so she settled for submitting, for giving him what he requested with every dominant thrust of his tongue.
“Waited so long for this,” he murmured against her lips. “Want it to be good.”
He pushed up and stared down at her as though memorizing her face. His hips moved, rolling against her core. His big cock slid over her clitoris and she could feel the pleasure starting to build again.
“It’s already the best I’ve ever had.” She wasn’t going to play coy with him. She was a woman who’d figured out how to play men from a fairly early age, but she intended to use none of those tricks on him. Honesty. It was all she wanted with him. And this. Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head as he rubbed against her again. Yes, she needed this.
His eyes seemed to soften. “Me, too. But I promise this is going to be even better.”
His hips flexed and he surged inside, his cock invading with ruthless precision. Once more he devastated her senses. He didn’t play around and give her time to take him. He gave himself to her in one hard thrust and she gasped at the sensation. She was so wet and ready there wasn’t any pain, but she was gloriously full. She tried to squirm, to adjust around him.
“No. Give it a second.” He’d stilled over her, his cock as deep as it could go. “You feel so fucking good, princess. Give it a minute. You were built to take me. I’m beginning to think you were just fucking built for me. Wrap your legs around me. Hold me tight.”
He pressed down again, leaning over to kiss her senseless as she did his bidding. That seemed to be his go-to move when he wanted her attention. All he had to do was press his mouth to hers and she lost her damn mind. While he kissed her, merging their mouths again and again, his body moved, slowly dragging his cock out only to force his way back in. He took it slow and easy, not losing an ounce of control. He drugged her with kisses, with the press of his body against hers.
He ground down and she went over the edge again.
Finally he picked up the pace, his hips moving faster as he seemed to decide it was his time. He fucked her hard and she held on for dear life to the rope that bound her. His face contorted beautifully as he held himself hard against her while he came.
Case fell on her body, burying his face in the crook of her neck and sighing.
It was a beautiful moment that would have been even more so if she could hold on to him the way he was clinging to her. She let the thought go and took what he was willing to give her.
Case lay there for a moment and then he kissed her again before pushing himself off the bed. He winked down at her. “Give me a minute and then we’ll get some sleep.”
She frowned. “Uhm, aren’t you forgetting something?”
His lips quirked up. “Not a thing I can think of.”
He disappeared into the bathroom. She heard the water turn on.