“I love it.” I love you.
Setting the box aside, I turned my head to find him sitting up. His eyes glittered in a way that made me impossibly more aroused, but also sent a bite of fear through me. It was an unguarded look, like the one that had literally knocked me on my ass when we met—scorching and possessive, filled with dark threats of ecstasy. His gorgeous face was harsh in the shadows, his jaw taut as he lifted my right hand to his mouth and kissed the ring he’d given me.
I moved to kneel on the bed and draped my arms around his neck. “Take me. Carte blanche.”
He cupped my butt and squeezed. “How does it feel to say that?”
“Almost as good as the orgasms you’re going to give me.”
“Ah, a challenge.” The tip of his tongue teased the seam of my lips, tempting me with the promise of a kiss he deliberately withheld.
“Gideon!”
“Lay back, angel, and grip your pillow with both hands.” His mouth curved in a wicked smile. “Don’t let go for any reason. Understand?”
Swallowing hard, I did as I was told, so turned on I thought I might come from just the relentless spasming of my needy sex.
He kicked the covers down to the footboard. “Spread your legs and pull up your knees.”
My breath caught audibly as my nipples hardened further, causing a deep ache in my breasts. God, Gideon was hot as hell like this. I was panting with excitement, my mind spinning with the possibilities. The flesh between my legs trembled with want.
“Oh, Eva,” he crooned, running his index finger through my slick cleft. “Look how greedy you are for me. It’s a full-time job keeping this sweet little cunt satisfied.”
That single rigid finger pushed into me, parting the swollen tissues. I tightened around him, so close to coming I could taste it. He withdrew and lifted his hand to his mouth, licking my flavor from his skin. My hips arched without volition, my body straining toward his.
“Your fault I’m so hot for you,” I gasped. “You slacked on the job for days.”
“Then I better make up for lost time.” Sliding down into a prone position, he settled his shoulders beneath my thighs and rimmed the quivering entrance to my body with the tip of his tongue. Around and around. Ignoring my clit and refraining from fucking me even when I begged.
“Gideon, please.”
“Shh. I have to get you ready first.”
“I’m ready. I was ready before you woke up.”
“Then you should’ve woken me earlier. I’ll always take care of you, Eva. I live for it.”
Whimpering in distress, I rocked my hips into that teasing tongue. Only when I was soaked with my own arousal, creaming desperately for the feel of any part of him I could get inside me, did he crawl over me and settle between my spread thighs, placing his forearms flat on the bed.
He held my gaze. His cock, feverishly hot and hard as stone, lay against the lips of my sex. I wanted it inside me more than I wanted to breathe. “Now,” I gasped. “Now.”
With a practiced shift of his hips, he rammed deep into me, shoving me up the bed.
“Ah, God,” I gasped, convulsing ecstatically around the thick column of flesh that possessed me. This was what I’d needed since we’d talked in his home office, what I’d craved as I rode up and down his steely erection before dinner, what I’d needed even as I climaxed around his thick length.
“Don’t come,” he murmured in my ear, cupping my breasts in his hands and rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefingers.
“What?” I was pretty sure if he’d just take a deep breath I’d go off.
“And don’t let go of the pillow.”