Sanctum (Masters and Mercenaries #4.5)(24)

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear those words.” He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue plunging deep.

Jill let every worry and stress melt away. She didn’t need to be anxious here. This was a safe place, a space for her and Ryan to become the whole world.

He kissed her lips and her nose, her cheeks and ears. He moved across her skin, leaving no part of her lonely, worshipping every inch of her. She let her hands drift to his silky hair, running her fingers through it as he licked her nipples. A slow fire built inside her. He’d been a tricky man, giving her the first orgasm so he could take his time with this one.

He sucked a nipple into his mouth, his tongue heating her skin. His free hand played with her other breast, fingers pinching down, twisting the ring there. She loved it when he played hard. He squeezed her nipple with his fingers and then bit down on the other lightly with his teeth. She couldn’t stop the moan that came from her throat.

“You like a little bite, don’t you, baby?” He switched nipples and gave her what she wanted, the fine edge of his teeth. It was just the right side of pain, like the spanking had been. She would feel little twinges in her backside all day tomorrow, and it would be a deep reminder of the connection she’d felt to him.

He moved down her torso, paying special attention to her scar, kissing it reverently.

He settled down between her legs, his hands splaying her wide. “I want to look at my *.”

He always wanted to look at his *. At first she’d thought he was a complete pervert, but she’d grown to find it soothing, even empowering. He would just stare at her like she was a work of art, and every moment she could feel his eyes on her, she would get hotter and hotter. He reached out and touched her, making her shiver. Even though she’d had an orgasm, he’d primed her again. She was on the edge and wanting, but there was something she needed first.

“I want to look at my cock.” She’d never said it before, but she’d always wanted equal time. She was so much bolder now because she finally understood that her job wasn’t to lie back and follow orders. It was to talk to him. To really love him meant telling him what she needed and knowing he would supply it for her if he could.

“Such a little brat.” He winked down at her and rolled over, lying flat on his back on the bed. “Don’t be surprised if it gives you a gift if you look too long. I’m close just from touching you.”

He was spread out like a feast for her eyes. They’d been so caught up in roles and contracts that they’d forgotten to simply be. She wanted to be his sweet sub in the bedroom, but she needed to know he belonged to her too. He was offering himself up, leaving himself vulnerable, joining her in a world that wasn’t simply black and white.

True love made a person brave. She touched his chest, adoring how warm and smooth the skin was. It was like silk covering steel. “I’m your brat, Ryan. Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”

She knew the answer to that. She hadn’t because it hadn’t seemed like her place at the time. Now she knew exactly where her place was—beside him.

“I’m glad you think so, love.”

He was always so strong, but he was just a man and a man needed the words too. “I love you.”

He whispered them back just before he groaned because she cupped those tight and heavy balls in her hand, rolling them up toward the base of his cock. She moved up, gripping the thick stalk and feeling it pulse in her hand. Leaning down, she put her mouth on him, tasting the salt seeping from his cockhead. She sucked him lightly into her mouth, letting her tongue run around the head.

“Oh, f*ck that feels so good.” His hands wound into her hair, pulling her down, a silent demand that she take more.

Such a Dom. She worked her mouth over his big dick, cautiously making her way down. She didn’t want to miss an inch, licking every part of his cock. She reveled in the silky skin, laving the underside before dragging her mouth back up to suckle the head. She savored him, enjoying every pass and play of cock and tongue until she’d worked him right to the back of her throat.

He hissed, pulling gently on her hair. “No, Jillian. Not this time. Later, I’ll let you suck me dry, but this time I need to be inside you. Let me come inside you.”

“I’m still on birth control, and neither one of us has had another lover.” She didn’t want a condom between them.

“Take me.” His hands moved to her shoulders, dragging her up his body. He pulled her down for a kiss, his hard length hot against her belly. “Take me inside.”

She’d never been on top. Not once. He was giving her the power this time. “Are you sure? This doesn’t have to change, Ryan.”

“Everything changes, baby. We have to change with it. We have to change together, and I want to watch you. I want to watch you take me.” It was right there in his eyes, his need. He needed to know she wanted him too.

She could give him that. “I want you so much.”

Jill moved back down his body, straddling his hips. She gripped his cock and placed him at the entrance of her *. He was so hard, so big, and it had been so long. She felt deliciously stretched as she eased her way down. Ryan’s face was tight as he stared at the place where his cock was disappearing.

“That is the most beautiful sight in the world,” he said, his hands on her hips.