Make Me Yours(56)

My eyes blink open, and I see us in the mirror across the room. I’m standing, my dark hair wild and falling all around my shoulders. I’m still in my heels, but otherwise, I’m only wearing my black lace bra and panties. Behind me, Remi’s face is in my hair.

His darkened eyes sear into mine, full of hunger, lust, and longing. I watch as his hand spreads out over my stomach, sliding lower until it dips into the top of my panties. He watches the progress of his fingers, dipping between my thighs, searching for that little spot that makes me scream his name.

My eyes are fixed on his hand, spreading me, touching, probing, until he finds it, and my body starts to quiver. “Remi…” It’s a hoarse whisper.

His face is beside my ear. “Say my name again. I want to hear you saying my name as you come apart.”

His hand moves faster between my legs. I’m hypnotized by the movements, focused entirely on the surges of pleasure streaking through my body from my thighs to the arches of my feet. I feel his erection at my back, and I reach behind me, sliding my hand up and down the bulge in his pants.

“Fuck yeah,” he whispers into my hair, and my orgasm tightens in my lower stomach.

The pressure grows hotter, his hand moves faster. My gaze is full of him holding me, one hand inside my bra, kneading my breast, the other massaging my clit.

I feel the orgasm start to flutter, tighter, tighter in my pelvis, and my head falls back as it breaks through me. “Remi!” I gasp his name, bending my knees as my thighs shudder.

His arm becomes a steel band around my ribs, holding me up as he gingerly touches my clit, stroking it through the last waves of orgasm.

“Oh, yes,” I’m trembling, riding his hand, my pussy tightening between my legs, longing for that ache to be filled.

Without a word, he walks us to the bed, guiding me forward until my hands are flat on the mattress. My ass is up, and I look over my shoulder as I arch my back. I want to see that cock I’ve only felt time after time.

His lids are heavy as he goes to the nightstand, reaching into the drawer for a condom.

“Compliments of the hotel?” I tease.

He’s too focused to grin. “I put some in the drawer. Just in case.”

I haven’t moved. It all happens so quickly. I watch as he unfastens his slacks, letting them fall to the floor as he steps out and makes his way to me. My eyes are hot and straining. I want to see, but I don’t want to move.

Once he’s back behind me, he drops to his knees, jerking my panties from my waist to the ground and burying his face in my ass.

“Oh shit!” I gasp, my knees giving out as he kisses me, licking his tongue into my core and sucking me at the same time. “Remi, oh…”

His tongue is back on my clit, his cheeks scuffing the electric skin of my inner thighs. I’m crying out and rising onto my toes as waves of orgasm flare to life inside me again. My pussy is clenching, grasping, begging.

He’s back on his feet again, and I hear him rip the foil, rolling the condom on quickly. I’m fisting the bedspread when his tip nudges at my entrance. He moves my legs wider with his thighs, and in one swift plunge, he’s inside me, all the way to the hilt.

We both groan loudly. My back arches, and he catches me around the waist, holding me to his chest as he starts to pump. He’s thrusting fast, relentless, focused. I hear his breathing in my ear, ragged and desperate.

“Ruby… yes… fuck, yes.” His mouth is at my neck, and he holds my shoulders, my waist, leaning us forward as he drives harder.

My hands shoot out to hold the bedspread. He’s over my back, forcing us faster and deeper to climax.

Lights flash behind my squeezed eyes. It’s fireworks and irresistible need. It’s something I’ve only read about but never experienced. I lift one leg, putting my knee on the bed, and it sends him even deeper. We both cry out, and he thrusts one, two, three more times before holding steady, holding my ass against his pelvis, as he erupts with a loud, ragged shout.

I feel his dick pulsing, filling the condom. I feel his chest against my back, slick with sweat. I feel his heart beating hard against my skin.

It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.

He’s blown my mind. Again.

Then he says my name.





24





Remi


Being inside Ruby is like diving into warm, crystal clear waters in a private cove surrounded by jasmine and roses.

Her hair swirls around us like glossy silk, and her body is so sexy. Her hips rock and sway when I touch her, and she rides my hand, threading her fingers in my hair chanting my name. It’s incredible. My cock is so hard and aching, when I finally get it inside her tight little pussy, I almost blow my load in two pumps. Steadying my thoughts, I’m able to crest the overwhelming wave of pleasure.

Still, the way her body moves with mine, it’s all nearly more than I can handle. Her scent is all over me. I had to taste her one more time, get her right to the edge, because this first time won’t last long. We’ve been building to this for weeks.

When we finally reach that cliff together, I’m holding her to my chest as we dive together, white light blinding me, the orgasm snaking up my legs, pulsing into her.

“Ruby.” I say her name like a prayer, kissing her face, the side of her cheek, her hair.