Third Time's a Charm (Holland Springs #3)(54)

“I’m overdressed,” she whispered against his throat.

“Can’t have that.” He stripped away the remainder of her clothes while she kissed and bit at his shoulders, his chin and earlobe. “You remember everything I like, don’t you?” he growled in her ear.

“It suits me,” she said playfully.

Cool air washed over her nipples and his hot mouth covered one as it tightened. She arched off the bed when he began to suck deeply. She writhed beneath him, his hands and mouth everywhere. There wasn’t a part of him that didn’t cover her. No matter which way she turned, his hands were there to caress her hip, her arm or cheek. Unable, it seemed, to let any part of her go untouched.

His arm flung out, his hand grabbing the small drawer on the dresser beside the bed. She rose to her knees as he did the same, unwilling to lose the close contact of his body. Her curls hung down her back and cascaded over her arms as she rubbed against him.

“Rosebud, you are so damn lovely,” he said and quickly sheathed his erection with a condom.

She turned away and crawled up the mattress. He covered her from behind, kissing her neck and she balanced herself on her hands and knees, ready for him.

Instead he gently bore her back to the bed. “Not this time, love. I much rather look at you.”

“Oh,” she said. The back of her head hit the mattress and his body covered hers, hot and muscular, the metal of his nipple rings making depressions in her chest. She reached between them and pinched one, eliciting a groan. She felt his erection against her and she widened her thighs, desperate to have him inside. “Now, oh God…now.” He thrust deeply and she jolted at his invasion, trying to accommodate his size.

“Christ,” he exhaled and dropped his head to the curve of her neck. Repositioning her hips with his hands, he murmured her name and thrust again, filling her completely this time.

“Sasha,” she moaned and wrapped her legs around his lean hips.

His breath steamed against her skin, his lips and teeth working together to find every sensitive spot along the column of her throat. She dug her nails into his back, relishing the feel of his muscles as they gathered and flexed beneath her hands. His body moved with precision as he filled her.

Letting go of her hips, he sank his hands into her hair, holding her head still as he began to ravage her mouth, the thrusts of his tongue driving her wild. She drew it deeper as she drew him deeper inside of her. Her heart pounded as moan after moan filled the room. Hers and his blending with the steady rhythm of the bed creaking as they moved together.

Straining against him, she unlocked her legs and braced her feet on the mattress. “More,” she whispered in his ear and bit down on the lobe.





As if something had been keeping him in check until that very moment, his hips pistoned and Sasha’s eyes roll to the back of his head with the pleasure of it. Rose felt beyond incredible. Beyond soft and sweet as her body held him so damn tightly within that he’d nearly came when he’d made the initial breach.

Faster and harder he rocked against her, unable to do more than grab her wrists with one hand and pin them against the bed. He loved this, being inside of her, giving her pleasure and he wanted to feel her orgasm around his cock.

Suddenly, her muscles clamped down on him and he groaned at the unspeakable pleasure. “Can you come again?”

Her beautiful blue eyes were glazed with passion when they opened. “Yes…yes.”

Angling his pelvis higher, he rolled his hips and she cried out. He smiled with pure male satisfaction and did it again. This time she whimpered.

“Again, Rosebud. Make those pretty sounds again.” He undulated against her and she responded with more moans until he wasn’t sure what was turning him on more—the feel or sound of his Rose.

Sweat beaded his brow and his hair plastered his forehead as he continued to move. He didn’t care if it took all damn night to make her come this way. His cock jumped and he fought the urge to let go. Okay, so maybe not all night.

He looked down at his lover, watching her beautiful face as she threw her head back. Her breasts were lifted perfectly for him, and he bent down, drawing a red tip into his mouth.

She cried out and her inner muscles clamped down hard on his cock. He sucked deeper and rolled his hips again as she came. As she fluttered around him. As his own orgasm made his erection surge and jump. He continued to thrust as his orgasm poured out of him, wishing that this moment was endless. Wishing that he could stay in her arms forever.

Finally, he released her nipple and it popped out of his mouth.

She giggled, then sighed.

He looked up at her, letting go of her wrists and halting the movements of his hips.

“Hi,” she said, her lashes fluttering to rest on flushed cheeks before lifting again and making his heart turn over.

“Hullo, love.” He kissed the tip of her nose.

Supple arms came around his shoulders, drawing him down to her chest. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” Her voice was barely above a whisper and seemingly guarded.

It was her house. Why in the hell would she…He closed his eyes for a moment.

Mistaking his silence for a no. She began to squirm. “Never mind. I don’t know why I asked. I’m-I’ll just go back to my room now. It’s probably for the best anyway. I mean, Skye used to tell me I tossed and turned all night. So I’m sure I would be a bother and Blackbeard would be jealous.”