Forever You're Mine (MINE #4)(24)

Too late for that. My chest felt like it had a knife in it and the back of my throat burned with emotion. I knew what I was doing when I climbed on his lap.

I swallowed back the emotions threatening to bubble over and stepped away from him. “This was a mistake. We shouldn’t do this.”

I reached for my shorts and underwear, but he stopped me, gathering me into his big, strong arms. His face hovered inches above mine. “Not a mistake. You could never, ever be a mistake. I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone as bad as I want you but…” he hesitated. “But I’m not sure I can be what you need right now. Maybe with time…I don’t know. I just don’t want to lead you on or say things that might give you hope because…I’m still trying to work out my feelings for you.”

“Me too. I don’t know what I want. I don’t know how to feel. The last thing I want to do right now is jump back into a relationship, but this feels so right. It’s always feels right with you.”

Cannon studied my face, his thumb grazing my lips.

“Your body I will selfishly claim, but I’m not worthy of your heart. Not yet anyway.”

How could he possibly think that? Cannon had more than enough love to share, he was just afraid of sharing the part of himself he didn’t like. Which seemed to be a pretty large part in his eyes. But I didn’t care, I wanted all of him.

And if I had to wait forever, then that’s just what I’d do.

“Well just know, when you’re ready, you can have my heart too.”

I barely had the words out of my mouth before his lips were on mine, effectively doing what he’d just promised.

Staking his claim.

His hands gripped my ass firmly, kneading the sensitive flesh with his strong fingers, telling me with their possessive touch that my body belonged to him. He lifted me to wrap my legs around him and walked to his room.

He laid me down gently on the bed. I watched as he shed his t-shirt, then his jeans, and last but certainly not least, his underwear. His hard cock jutted out, long and thick with that silver ring decorating the tip and not a scrap of hair anywhere. My mouth watered, eager to know the smooth taste of metal and man. Once he was back in front of me, I pulled to my knees, bending forward and taking him in my hand with confidence.

Cannon’s deep groan made me smile and so did the two condoms he tossed on the pillow next to me. “Two? Do you think that’s enough?” I teased, kissing the center of his broad chest.

“It’s enough to get started. Now, let me see what that pretty mouth looks like with my dick in it. Been dyin’ to get you on your knees since the first time we met. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamed about these damn lips on my dick.”

“This is only by default, you know that right.” I continued to stroke, holding his burning gaze.

“You can paint the picture anyway you want, baby. But you’re still the one on your knees.” He hooked my neck, bringing my lips to his. “For me.” He placed a teasing kiss to my bottom lip, nipping at the swollen flesh once, then twice…melting my insides.

“Now stop talkin’ and get to suckin’.”

“Damn, I do love your dirty mouth,” I purred as my lips circled the head with a soft suck. I flicked the silver ring back and forth with my tongue as I took him all the way in, working him up and down with one hand while I brought my other to the center of his chest. I could feel his wild breath beneath my palm. Both of his hands gathered the hair from the base of my neck, but only one stayed to fist the tangled strands.

When I took him all the way to the back of my throat, he released a hungry growl, his control slipping. I could feel him growing tense beneath my hand, his chest heaving as he slowly f*cked my mouth. I’d never enjoyed a blowjob this much before. I’d done it. Numerous times. But mind you, I wasn’t on my knees and it wasn’t my fave. The way he manhandled…dominated me with his words, with his body.

One flick of my clit and I would probably come on the spot.

I sucked harder, my own desire increasing my speed. Cannon pulled back with a firm grip. I continued to stroke him as he took my mouth, hot and demanding. Lowering me to the bed, he covered my body with his. He seemed so much larger from this angle. The delicious weight of him on top of me, his biceps straining as he pressed his palms into the mattress, hovering above me. Large thighs moved behind mine, spreading me wider and my body exploded with heat when I looked down to watch his cock slide across the top of my wet slit. I whimpered, my body trembling from the pent up need.

He lifted and reached for the condom, staring down at me with desire dark in his eyes as he rolled it on. Centering himself, he brought his lips to mine. “Now you’re mine, baby.”

Before I could catch my next breath, he was inside of me.

Full.

There was no other way to describe it. I’d never been so full. With one powerful thrust he filled me completely, dragging back out only to do it again.

Harder.

“Cannon.”

He held himself above me, a satisfied grin plastered on his gorgeous face as he moved in and out. “My name on your lips is the sweetest f*ckin’ sound,” he confessed against my mouth, before settling into a steady rhythm of pumps and thrusts that had me spiraling into sweet oblivion.

I tried in vain to build a fortress strong enough to protect my heart, but it was no use.