His calloused palms cup my cheeks, his thumb soothing over my skin as he bends down until he’s staring straight into my eyes. “You're constantly on my mind, you're all I think about. How could I not? Do you want me, Kat?” he asks in that deep smoky voice that slides over me, those green eyes that get me every time flicking between mine.
“No, I don’t want you…I need you, Granger. I think I’ll always need you, Captain.” He pulls me into his chest until I can feel his heart pounding against mine in perfect sync, then he angles my head as he devours my lips with a kiss that sets me on fire inside and out.
The swipe of his tongue against my lower lip has my mouth parting with a gasp, which he takes control of, kissing me like he can’t get enough. Each glide of his mouth against mine makes me try to get closer, to feel all of him. His hands slide into my hair, tightening until I’m moaning, and I have to force myself to break away from him so I can pant for breath.
“What are we doing?” My hands stroke over his biceps, feeling his muscles flex under my touch as I stare into his darkening eyes.
“I don’t know. Maybe we can figure that out as we go, but I don’t want it to stop,” he whispers huskily. My arms glide up his broad shoulders to wrap around his neck and I play with his hair as I hum in agreement.
He groans when I tug on his hair a little harder and stand on my toes to reach him, but he smirks down at me when my reaching gets me nowhere close to his wide, sexy lips.
“There is something I need to tell you though, it’s about who I am. My past…” He trails off when I place my finger over his lips to stop him from talking.
“We can talk about that later. Besides, I already know who you are, Granger. You're the man who goes after his dreams. You don’t give up, no matter what is thrown your way. You have a big heart, even when you're trying to hide it under all that cockiness. And you look at me with those green eyes from top to bottom until my panties are wet just for you.” He growls low in his chest and slides his palms down my spine until his big hands grip my ass cheeks, grabbing up a handful until I’m on the tip of my toes.
“What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to make love to me?” My pulse picks up when he crouches slightly and picks me up with his forearms under my butt, and my legs immediately wrap around his trim, muscular waist.
“No, Princess, I’m not going to make love to you. I’m going to fuck you into the mattress so good and have you begging for more, even when you think you can’t take it.” His sexy voice rolls over me, and I feel it deep into my pussy. I need him right the fuck now.
My moan is a ‘yes’more like ‘yes please’—and he doesn’t waste any time carrying me to his bedroom in long strides. His lips look so inviting, curled in a heated smirk, that I can’t help but suck his bottom lip into my mouth, and I love his cursing as he tries not to run into anything while I distract him.
In no time, he’s kicking his bedroom door open and gently slides me down his hard body until my feet touch the hardwood flooring. He reaches over his head and pulls off his shirt, exposing inch by beautiful inch of skin with hard ridges of muscles. I stand there as he strips slowly for me, his eyes never leaving my face, as my chest moves up and down desperately to catch my breath. He fucking stole it with his beauty.
Once down to his black boxer briefs that stick to his muscular, rock hard thighs, he tilts his head to the side and waits for me to join him, but I’m frozen. It’s like I’m seeing him for the first time, and my core clenches, heat descending down until I’m most positive my panties are soaked through. Since that night of when we came together without touching, he hasn’t asked me for anything. I think he’s been waiting for me to make the first move, giving me the control, and that only makes me fall harder for him. It’s been torture for the past month and a half, being pressed up against his hard, velvet skin every night without exploring him, but it’s been the best sleep I’ve ever had.
“Are you going to stand there and ogle me all night? Because I gotta tell you, Princess, in my dreams, you had a lot less clothes on,” He teases me as I just stand there and devour him with my gaze.
I mean who wouldn’t? He’s all smooth, hard skin with muscles upon muscles and piercing green eyes that I swear see into my soul. I bite my lip as nerves start to take over. I’m no virgin, but with how the last time I actually had sex went, I might as well be. An orgasm is supposed to be explosive and mind-numbing, but that’s never happened to me before. The only time I felt like I was floating into another orbit as pleasure consumed me was when he watched me play with my body. What if I can’t come and he finds me lacking? More importantly, what if his big dick doesn’t fit into my pussy? Dear God, what if it’s fucking painful?
He steps closer and thumbs my lip until it releases from between my teeth “What are you worried about? Are you having second thoughts? We don’t have to do this, Kat. We can go cuddle on the couch and watch all the romance movies you want. What do you
