Forever with Me (With Me in Seattle, #8)(39)

“I prefer the Italian.”

I raise a brow. “Is that so?”

“You know it is.” She purses her lips in a pout and closes her eyes again as my fingertips trail lightly down her back and up her sides, making her squirm.

“That tickles.”

“You’ll learn, babe,” I begin, and continue to make her skin tingle, “that you won’t top me in bed.” I nip her shoulder as she takes in a quick gasp of air and bites her lip. “I know what you prefer, and I plan to continue learning. Your body is expressive.” I straddle her legs and sit back on my haunches, grasp her ass cheeks in my hands and squeeze gently and she shivers and lets loose with a low moan that shoots energy straight through my cock, making it slap the crack of her ass. “See, you like that.”

“I do,” she agrees with a whisper.

“And you like this.” I cover her body again, nip at her neck and slip a hand between her closed legs, pushing on her clit with my fingertips, spreading her juices through her lips.

“Oh, God, I so love that.”

I grasp her hand in mine, and she quickly links our fingers and tucks my hand under her face. I grip my cock and guide it down her crack and inside her, and we both groan at how amazing she feels wrapped tightly around me, tighter still because of her thighs pressed together between my own.

“Fuck, you feel good, Alecia.”

“How is it possible that you grew since this morning?” she asks in awe.

“It’s the angle,” I reply with a chuckle, and then feel my eyes roll up into the back of my head when she clenches around me. “God, do you have any idea what you do to me?”

“I have a fairly good idea,” she replies smartly and rolls her hips. “It’s inside me as we speak.”

“The fact that you can speak means I’m not doing my job,” I reply and with my free hand I brush her hair off her face, then drag it down her back, her side, and hold onto her hip firmly, keeping her from moving, and begin to thrust my hips in earnest, loving her long and slow, just slower than I know she wants me to. She growls and turns her face, resting her forehead against my hand.

“Harder,” she moans.

“Not yet,” I reply and keep up the long, slow pace. “I’m going to eventually make you understand how amazing you are, tesoro,” I whisper into her ear. She frowns in surprise, but is pinned beneath me. She can’t do anything but feel and hear me all around her, and I take full advantage of her vulnerability. “You are not a quick f*ck for me. If that were the case, I wouldn’t have followed you here today.” I adjust my grip on her ass, spreading her cheeks further apart so I can plunge in even deeper, but not faster. “You are sexy, yes, and God knows I want you so bad I’m blind with it, but that’s not all you are, Alecia.”

“Dominic.”

“I didn’t say you could talk.” I nip at her earlobe. “It’s your turn to listen.”

She bites her lip as I seat myself as far as I can and pulse my hips, hitting her G-spot and her clit at the same time. I can feel her about to lose it.

“Yes, this is scary,” I whisper. “It’s not exactly in my comfort zone either, but the thought of not having you terrifies me. If you thought you’d scare me off earlier, you were wrong. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I wasn’t trying to scare you off,” she says as her * pulses around me. “I was being honest.”

“And I appreciate your honestly, cara.” I pull back, dragging my cock almost all the way out of her, and then switch up the intensity again, taking my time to sink back into her. She’s panting, and her lips are wet and parted. “You are precious. You are worthy of so much more than you know. Knowing that others made you feel insignificant pisses me off, but it’s their loss.”

I press my lips to her ear. “It’s their loss.”

“Dominic,” she whispers as her body begins to writhe and tremble under me.

“Yes, tesoro,” I reply and finally give her what her body is craving, moving faster, a bit harder, inside her. “Come for me.”

“Oh, God,” she breathes and her body shudders, tenses and comes apart at the seams beneath me, crying out my name.

My name.

“That’s right,” I say raggedly. I pull out of her and urge her onto her back, settle between her legs, and sink inside her still-trembling * as her arms and legs envelope me tenderly. She sinks her fingers in my hair and watches me with wide, glassy brown eyes as she hitches her knees up around my hips, opening herself up to me completely. “This is me with you, Alecia. Not your ex, or any other idiot who let you get away from him. It’s just you and me.” I nibble her lips and make slow, sweet love to her, drunk on her. I push one hand under her ass, bringing her flush against me.

“You and me, understand?”

“You and me,” she agrees, before pulling my lower lip between her teeth, and I can’t hold myself back any longer. I bury my face in her neck as the orgasm shoots its way through me. I rock my pelvis against hers and come inside her as she cries out and clenches around me once again, coming along for the ride.

After I catch my breath, I brace myself on my elbows, taking my weight off of her and grin down at her softly. “I think we need another shower.”