The Game Plan (Neighbor from Hell #5)(66)

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he said as he shifted to her other nipple and pulled it between his lips before he abruptly released it and moved up her body so that he could look down at her as he slid a second finger inside her.

“Why not?” she managed to ask, spreading her legs further apart and licking her lips as he slowly moved his fingers inside her.

“Because I have a game plan,” he said tightly, the muscles in his neck straining as he removed his hand and settled on top of her, earning a startled moan from her when the move nestled his hard erection against her slit.

“Game plan?” she said, trying to focus, but it was an impossible job with the way that he was pressing down on her. She licked her lips, realizing that she could feel just how hard he really was. He felt so good as he subtly rocked against her.

“Mmmhmm,” he murmured seductively as he leaned down to trace her jaw with teasing little kisses. “I’d planned on waiting another month or two so that I could plan the perfect evening.”

“And what exactly did this perfect evening look like?” she asked, rolling her hips against him, unable to help herself.

“I’ve been putting a lot of thought into it, but I was thinking of a bed and breakfast in the woods, a blanket of snow on the ground, a romantic sleigh ride under the stars,” he whispered, briefly brushing his lips against hers before he continued kissing his way back to her jaw, “wine in front of the fire, a bubble bath before I laid you on the bed and made love to you all night.”

“Sounds like you’ve put a lot of thought into this,” she said, licking her lips as she ran her hands over his back, loving the way his muscles flexed beneath her touch.

He chuckled as he kissed his way back to her lips. “I’ve thought of nothing else, sweetheart. I’ve imagined just how good it would feel to slide inside you, how wet you’d be, how tightly you’d wrap around my cock and how loud you’d moan as I f*cked you.”

“And now?” she asked, terrified that he’d stop.

“And now I’m going to find out.”

Chapter 32

Oh, he was truly f*cking up his game plan, but as he moved down her delectable little body, licking and kissing every inch of skin that he came across, he couldn’t have cared less. He wanted her and he was done waiting for the perfect moment.

This wasn’t going to f*ck up his game plan. He wouldn’t let it. He’d give in and finally find out just how good she was going to feel wrapped around his cock and worry about the rest later. Besides, showing her just how good it felt to be f*cked by a man that wanted her could only advance his plans.

He’d use sex to get what he wanted and by this time next year, she’d be his for good. Finally, one thing in his life would go the way that it should. He’d have what his cousins had, a woman that made his life worth something, and he couldn’t wait. It had taken some time, but now he was sure that Tinkerbelle was the woman that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. She was beautiful, feisty, unbelievable sexy and she drove him out of his f*cking mind.

“Spread your legs, Tinkerbelle,” he said, kissing her belly button.

With a little whimper that had him licking his lips in anticipation, he pressed one last kiss just below her belly button before he shifted until he was awkwardly lying on the floor between her legs. He should pick her up and carry her to bed to do this properly, but he didn’t want to chance wrecking this moment. He pressed a kiss against her slit, savoring her sweet scent and telling himself that he could at least take this slowly and make it good for her, but the first swipe of his tongue destroyed his control.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh……Danny!” she screamed, tangling her fingers in his hair as she shifted wildly beneath his mouth, riding his tongue as she trembled beneath them.

He struggled to hold back, to make this last longer at least until he could clear his head and think straight, but the second she started tugging at his hair he’d lost what little control he had left. He moved up her body, taking her mouth in a demanding kiss as he reached down with one hand and shoved his pants down as far as he could push them. He was still pushing them down when he pulled back, groaning when the move caused his cock to slide down against her slit until the sensitive head was tracing her wet slit, getting coated in her arousal.

“Danny, please!” she begged against his lips as she wrapped her arms around him.

“Dreamed of this,” he growled against her lips as he pushed in slowly.

She cried out in his mouth as he struggled to go slowly. He wanted to savor this moment. As he pushed in he groaned, long and loud as her sheath tightened around him. God, she was so f*cking wet and tight. He’d never felt a hold like this before.

“You feel so f*cking good,” he said, pushing in the rest of the way until he felt his balls press up tightly against her bottom.

She chuckled against his lips as he laid there, struggling not to come.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, his voice strained as he struggled not to lose control and embarrass himself. He raised his head and looked down at her, raising a brow in question.

“I can feel you,” she said, laughing as she hugged him. “I can actually feel you!”

Chuckling, he leaned back down and kissed her. “How do I feel?” he asked, slowly pulling back until the tip of his cock was positioned at her entrance. He swallowed her surprised gasp as he pushed back inside her, relishing the feel of her silk walls sliding over him.