On Her Master's Secret Service (Masters and Mercenaries #4)(68)

She’d never just asked him, terrified that she would get a lukewarm, kind answer. There were so many questions she hadn’t asked because she’d been afraid. She knew he wouldn’t tell her yes, but how he said it would mean everything.

He tugged her hair, forcing her head back. All tenderness was gone. “What did you say?”

Tears filled her eyes. Relief was a wave that flashed through her system. This wasn’t going to be some attempt to placate her. He was pissed. “I was worried that you didn’t think I was pretty anymore.”

“There is nothing wrong with your body. You are the most gorgeous f*cking thing I’ve ever seen, and I swear if you say one bad thing about the body I adore again, you’ll think a little edging is heaven compared to what I’ll do to you.” A sexy growl came out of his mouth and a fierce desire was on his face. He rubbed his cock against her belly. “Do I have to show you how much I love this body?”

“Please, Alex.” She wanted him so badly.

He put his forehead against hers. “No other women, Eve. Not for the rest of my life. If you walk away from me at the end of this, I won’t ever want another woman because it’s been you since the first time I laid eyes on you. Only you. Compared to my friends, I’ve practically been a monk. They’ve had so many women they can’t count them, but I was the lucky one because I only needed one. I only need one. I’ll show you. I’ll f*cking show you how gorgeous you are.”

He picked her up, his lean muscles easily lifting her as though she didn’t weigh a thing. His mouth latched onto a nipple, biting and sucking. The water pounded down on her, but his mouth was hotter. He lashed her nipple with his tongue before giving her the edge of his teeth and making her squirm. He always knew just the right amount of pain to give her, just that little bite that threatened to send her over the edge.

He switched to the other breast, holding her high against the tile. She felt small and helpless, but with her Master that did something for her. She could be helpless against him because he wouldn’t hurt her. Not physically.

He played at her breasts, lavishing them with affection before he let her slide down the tile just a bit.

“God, I want you. I won’t ever stop wanting you.” He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue diving deep.

She had to wrap her legs around his waist and hold on for dear life because his cock knew right where it wanted to go. That big dick of Alex’s was already pushing inside, opening her up, showing her how much he wanted to get inside.

“Open up for me, angel. You take me. You take every inch I have. Your * is mine, and I f*cking want in. You said all you wanted to do was go home. This is my home, Eve. This is my goddamn home, and no matter what happens, it always will be.” He shoved her back against the shower wall, his mouth coming down on hers.

His tongue plunged inside while he strained to fit his cock in. Eve softened, opening her mouth to him. Now that he’d kissed her again, she couldn’t seem to stop wanting his mouth on hers, their tongues playing, sliding alongside one another. She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving as good as she got.

She couldn’t be still now. Later, she would let him tie her up and down and play with her for hours, but this was something more. This was new. She kissed him back, unable to hold herself apart. The water streamed around them, but she didn’t notice it. All that mattered was winding her body around her husband’s, taking him deep inside. His cock was so big. No matter how many times she had him, it always took her breath away when he started to pierce her. She was deliciously pinned, forced to take more and more of him.

“You feel so good, angel. You get so hot for me.”

He’d given her the words she’d needed. She gave him her truth, too. “Only you, Alex. Only for you. I never felt this way for anyone else.”

And she never would.

He planted his chest against hers, trapping her between the shower wall and his hard body as he sank home.

So full. He filled her up. Always. He held himself against her, rubbing their chests together as he seated himself to the hilt. He kissed her again as though he couldn’t stop exploring her mouth. She ran her hands across his head. His hair was so short now, but it just made him all the more masculine. She held on because she didn’t want the moment to end.

There was so much he didn’t know. So much she still couldn’t tell him. Everything felt new again, but it was fragile, too. She couldn’t stand the thought of it dissolving. Not yet. It wouldn’t bear the weight of the real world, but she wanted these days with him. For however long they had, she wanted to be with him in every way.

“Please, Alex. I can’t stand it. Please.”

He nipped at her ear, a little shock through her system. “Please what, angel? Please wash me? Please stand here? You’re going to have to be more specific.”

He loved to hear her beg. “Please f*ck me, Alex. Please f*ck me so hard.”

“Oh, yeah, you know I want that.” He used the wall as a balance as he pulled out and thrust back in hard, making her whole body jump with the thrill of him filling her up again.

Over and over again he slammed inside, his cock rubbing all the right places. She was so primed, her every sense attuned to him. The orgasm built, a cannon threatening to go off. The whole time he pounded his cock inside, he kissed her. His tongue f*cked into her mouth in synch with his cock as though he needed to be as intimate as he could. Their tongues slid together in a silky dance. She felt his hands on the globes of her ass, one of them seeking entry there, too. A finger pressed against her *, rimming her lightly and forcing the tip inside. She shivered at the dark sensation.