Fourth Debt (Indebted #5)(85)

Her thighs quivered beneath my touch. She sucked in a gasp as my fingertips brushed her core. “Yes…”

Her permission sent my cock jerking with need. I gritted my teeth as I dragged my finger through her folds. “Now we’ve cleared the air, I want to know something very important.”

She arched as my tattooed NTW fingertip drifted up to press against her clit. “Oh? And what’s that?”

I nipped her bottom lip. “Did you miss me?” I slipped one finger slowly inside her.

She opened her mouth, sweeping her tongue into mine. “So much.”

“How much?”

Her fingers slinked into my hair, holding me tight. She kissed me with every ferocious strength she possessed. My breathing accelerated until my side burned.

Letting me go, she grinned coyly. “That much.”

I never took my eyes off her as I thrust my finger, stretching her inner muscles, claiming her. “Good answer.”

She twitched as I pushed a second finger inside. “I can’t wait to fill you. To prove that what I feel is real.” She was so tight, her body fighting my invasion.

My thumb stroked her clit. She shivered in pleasure, her hands catching my t-shirt. “More…”

My mouth watered to taste her. To drink and worship her. We didn’t have time. I should get her back to safety and wait until this was over, but I couldn’t stop myself.

“I’ll give you more.” Sliding down her body, I shoved her nightgown up over her waist, revealing her glistening *.

Her eyes popped wide as I imprisoned her thighs in my hands and bowed my head over her dark curls.

“Kite…”

My heart leapt. I grinned. “Have I ever told you how much I love it when you call me that?”

Before she could reply, I sucked her clit into my mouth.

“Oh, God!” Her legs spasmed, latching around my ears.

I rimmed her entrance, driving both of us mad. She writhed on the blanket, trying to get free from my questing tongue.

I didn’t let her go.

“Kite, oh…I need you.”

I smiled. “That can be arranged.” I sank my tongue desperately inside her.

“Oh, shit!”

I growled, “You didn’t specify which part of me you needed, so I’ll take liberties if you don’t mind.” I plunged my tongue again, licking her, drinking her—just like I wanted.

My cock throbbed, twitching inside my briefs.

“I want you—all of you!”

I chuckled, dragging my tongue upward, swirling around her clit before thrusting back inside her. “You already have all of me.”

She grasped the hay, her legs locking tight as I licked her harder.

Her taste drugged me. I had to have more. My pace increased, swirling, f*cking, showing her I was alive and here and I would never hurt her again.

My teeth ached to bite.

My hips rocked needing to drive inside her, but I wouldn’t stop pleasuring her—not yet. Not until she came undone and accepted my gift. The gift of everything that I was.

Her fingernails jerked into my hair. “Enough. I need your cock.”

I shook my head, sucking harder. “Not yet.” Teasing her entrance again, I breathed, “Every night apart was f*cking torture. Every time I closed my eyes, I dreamt of you.” My finger replaced my tongue while I flicked her clit, driving her skyward. “Do you want to know what fantasies I had while I healed?”

She moaned.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Thrusting two digits into her *, I purred, “I didn’t picture you as you might think. Yes, I grew hard for you, picturing you bound to my bed and accepting everything I gave you. Yes, I tortured myself with images of your hard nipples and flushed skin.”

She moaned as I rocked faster.

“But it wasn’t those images that undid me.” I kissed her inner thigh. “Want to know what did?”

She looked down, locking eyes with me.

She nodded.

I smiled, once again bowing to my task of worshipping this woman. “It was a dream that gave me hope. A dream where we do ordinary things. Talk about ordinary life. Become friends as well as lovers. I want to know you inside out, Nila. I want to know everything about you.”

Her legs trembled around my shoulders. Her onyx gaze matched the darkness of the stables. “I want that, too.”

She whimpered as I bit her. With a wicked wet lick, I forced her leg over my shoulder, giving me greater access and depth.

Her skin scorched, blazing with lust. Part of me wanted to drive her to a climax. I wanted her to come on my tongue and lap up every drop. But the other part wanted her snuggled in my arms, her legs wrapped around mine, our two bodies giving, taking, driving, craving.

“I want you forever.”

“Forever.” Her hips arched involuntarily, seeking more.

I splayed my hand on her lower belly, holding her down as she bucked into my mouth.

“Jethro…please.”

“What do you want?”

“You. I want you. All of you. Every part of you. Just you.”

My mouth went dry. I couldn’t deny her.

Her eyes were wild as I withdrew my fingers and prowled up her body. Without looking away, I licked her dampness from my digits and bent to kiss her mouth.