Limitless Love (Lotus House #4)(79)

I let out a frustrated breath, renewed anger at the memory of how fucked in the head that woman was. “Because it did. Not long after I moved her in, shared everything with her, including my money, she disappeared.”

Monet gasped.

“Cleared my bank accounts, left me a Dear John letter telling me she’d lied about being pregnant, and just bailed.”

“No.” She lifted up on her elbows and locked her gaze on mine.

I nodded. “Took me months to find her. When I did, she was in Vegas. Gone through the money she’d stolen and had her body wrapped around a high roller.”

Her mouth opened in silent shock.

“No baby. And believe me, she’d have been several months by then, and the skanky dress she was wearing when I found her left nothing to the imagination.”

Tears built behind my girl’s eyes. Tears for me. For my past. One fell down her cheek. I swiped it with my thumb and then tasted it.

“Hey, no tears for me. Sure, at the time that shit messed me up. But had it gone well, I wouldn’t be here living the most beautiful life with the right woman for me. Now would I?”

She frowned and licked her lips. “I guess not.”

Turning swiftly, I captured my woman and tumbled to my back, bringing her over me in one fell swoop. She settled over me, her frown turning into a smile.

“So now you know. You going to be okay knowing all my ugly?”

She nodded, flattened her body over mine, and hugged me. “I love you,” she whispered against my chest.

With my thumbs, I tilted her head back up so I could get to her. “I love you.” I kissed her lips hard and fast but with intent and purpose.

“I love you for wanting to be my baby’s dad.” Her eyes were as dark as night but filled with a flash of yearning I was sure only I could fill.

Curling a hand around her nape, I brought her down so we were nose-to-nose. “One day, I will be.” And that was a fucking promise.

“I like the sound of that,” she agreed sweetly, taking my lips in a deep kiss. For long moments, our tongues danced. I alternated from deep lunges and soft flicks of my tongue against hers. Damn, my woman could make me hard as granite with a single kiss.

Being sneaky, I ran my hands up her thighs, which were straddling my waist. “You know what I like the sound of? You coming on my face,” I growled and surprised her by lifting her ass up so that she had to reach for the headboard, her knees bracketing my head. Right where I wanted her, the promised land hovered over my face. Her center glistened in the soft light of the room, proving that she wanted me just as badly.

“Oh God!” she exclaimed at the first lap of my tongue from her tiny pucker to the sweet cherry-red knot. I flicked at her pleasure center, running my tongue around and around until her hips gyrated with each pass.

In that moment, I owned every inch of her body. She was lost to her pleasure and I was the one who’d found it. Hovering over me, rocking her hips against my face, she ran a hand down between her breasts, over her stomach, and slid her fingers along my cheek. This time, she surprised me by moving them to her center, where she opened the petals of her sex wider in offering.

“Need you,” she whispered, her head falling forward as I sucked on her clit hard between her fingers, tasting her salty skin alongside her sweet cherry.

She let go and tunneled her hand into my hair, holding my head to the spot she liked best.

“Mine,” I growled and then drank from her. I fucked her with my tongue and circled my index finger around her dark rosette, adding more stimulation in a place we hadn’t gone before.

“Oh my God.” She wiggled her sweet rump.

I growled. “You like a little ass play, beautiful?”

“Mmmm,” she hummed.

“Is it yummy?” I flicked at her clit and shoved my finger into her ass up to my first knuckle.

Her body jerked, and I had to hold her down with my other hand on her hip to keep her in place while I doled out more stimulation.

“Yeah…yummy.” She jerked against my face and started to get wild. I fingered her more quickly, lapped at her leisurely, until her body seemed to simmer with the need to come. I wasn’t giving her enough to put her over the edge. I could have easily. Instead, I wanted her to beg. Loved hearing my woman asking for me to continue my assault on her body.

I stuck my tongue as far into her as I could and wedged my finger deep without moving it. She was sitting over my face with my tongue up her slit and my finger up her ass.

My cock was so hard I thought it would break in half if I so much as touched it, but I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on my sex goddess as she rode my face, searching for her blissful end.

“Please…” she finally uttered the words I wanted. They shimmered down over my chest and went straight to my dick, making it weep at the tip.

“Christ! That’s my girl. You ask for what you need,” I taunted.

“Need more. Oh, Clay, so much more,” she mewled and swirled her hips.

With superhero strength, I pulled my woman off my face and my finger from her ass and settled her over my cock. She did not need to be told what to do. She sat on my dick so fast and so hard that my entire body spasmed right along with her.

“Fuck yeah!” I groaned. I lifted her up, curled one hand around her shoulder and the other on her hip, and helped her ride me hard, fucking me to within an inch of my life.