Taming Lily (The Fowler Sisters #3)(87)

She drags her eyes open and she looks so damn beautiful my heart cracks. Her mouth is puffy from my kisses. Her lids are heavy, her cheeks flushed, her hair a wild tangle about her head. Her skin is covered with the lightest sheen of sweat and she looks completely undone. Nothing like the woman I saw in Maui, not even close to the woman I saw in the numerous photos on the internet. And nothing like the quiet, angry woman I’ve been with the last few days.

Right now, like this, she looks like mine. Like she belongs to me and no one else. That she’s asking me for permission tears me up inside. Makes me feel like a f*cking king.

I gentle my touch on her swollen clit, flicking it this way and that, toying with it, toying with her. Her inner walls clutch me tight, strangling my dick, and I exhale loudly through my nose, my gaze meeting hers as I continue to touch her. “I want to feel you come around my cock,” I murmur, studying her, wanting to see her reaction.

She lifts her hips, her gaze never straying from mine. “I need permission first.”

“I’m giving it to you.” I start to move, slipping my cock inside her, still teasing her clit. “Come for me, Lily. Let me feel you. Let me see you.”

Her breath catches and she starts to close her eyes but I pinch her clit hard, making her gasp. Those eyes fly open wide, frustration swimming in their depths, and I ease my fingers away from her clit. Remove my hand completely. “Grind yourself on my cock, baby,” I command as I haul her in close, our connected bodies brushing against each other. “Fuck me as hard as I’m going to f*ck you.”

She rubs against me unashamedly, using my body for her pleasure, and I let her. Hell, I revel in her. Her head is tossed back though she still watches me and I don’t look away. I know she’s close, I can feel her entire body start to tremble, can recognize the signs that her orgasm is imminent. Her breaths come in short, hitching gasps and I urge her on with filthy words, wanting to see her fall apart, wanting to witness this moment.

“Max …” She drags my name out, her eyes still on mine, and then her body is consumed with shudders, her hips jerking against mine. Her * milks my cock as her orgasm sweeps over her. I cup her cheek, bring her mouth to mine and kiss her, our eyes staying open as we stare at each other. Her orgasm goes on and on as she shivers and shakes, cries out incoherent sounds. Her * is so f*cking wet as she comes on my cock and when she whispers my name again, that’s it. That’s all it takes.

I push her into the mattress and f*ck her like a savage. I’m grunting with every shove into her *. Again and again and again. I f*ck and f*ck and f*ck until I’m shouting, my come blasting inside her body, filling her up, dribbling out, coating her *, and she clings to me. Never lets me go. Never tries once to break free.

Proving once and for all that she’s mine. We belong together.

And now that I’ve found her again, I’m never going to let her go.

“I GUESS THAT WASN’T anything close to what you consider making love, huh,” I say casually, though inside I’m worried how she might answer. She’s lying in my arms, her head tucked between my neck and my shoulder, her hair tickling the side of my face.

I’m exhausted from the day, from the explosive sex Lily and I just shared. Remembering how she asked me to make love to her and instead, I f*cked her like a beast and commanded her to do whatever I said.

How can she even stand me?

“It was perfect,” she murmurs as she drifts her fingers across my chest. “You gave me what I needed versus what I thought I wanted.”

Relief filters through me, strong enough to relax muscles I didn’t realize I was holding so stiffly. “And what was that?”

“You.” She lifts up, resting her hand on my chest so she can look me directly in the eyes. “I like the way you take complete control over me. I never … I never believed I could be into anything like that but with you, it’s all I want.”

I’m quiet for a moment as I absorb her words. “I feel like you were made for me, Lily. That we were made for each other.”

She smiles. “I feel the same way.”

I cup the back of her head and bring her down so I can kiss her. “I don’t want you to ever leave my side.”

“You’ll eventually have to go to work, Max,” she teases.

“Mmm, princess, I’ll just bring you with me.” I deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue against hers, making her moan. “That’s a damn good idea, you know,” I say when she breaks away from me first.

“What do you mean?” She moves away from me, but not too far since my hand is still curved around her head. “I can’t go to work with you.”

“Why not? Levi and I have been talking about going into partnership together but neither of us has made the move. We can put together a more detailed tech side to the business and you can be a part of it.” I’m tense, waiting for her answer after finally getting up the nerve to ask her. Why would she ever need to work? She has all the money in the world. She doesn’t have to lift a finger for the rest of her life and she’d be fine. More than fine.

She actually blushes and shakes her head. “I’m not good enough. Your friend will probably think I’m some amateur playing at computers.”

“You’re good enough.” I tighten my fingers in her hair and give her head a little shake. “Don’t ever say that you’re not. When Levi infiltrated your computer, he was impressed with your skills.”