I grabbed her wrists. “Nope. I got that.”
“Should I pull the covers—”
With my lips against hers, I murmured, “No.” Then I kissed her while guiding her onto the bed the way I wanted her.
I loved kissing her. It blew all others away. Every time.
I got so caught up in it, I nearly fucked her on the bed without working her up using my mouth. Tearing away, I sank to my knees.
“Clint! Those floors are gorgeous and all, but they’ve got to be hell on your—”
I yanked her panties off before draping her legs over my shoulder and pile-driving her further to the other side of the bed. That surprised her too, which pleased me. However, I loved how concerned she was for me and my knees. It spoke volumes about her feelings for me.
With my knees on the bed, I scooped her up at her waist, and brought her pussy to my lips.
“Oh shit,” she cried.
I dragged my mouth away from her sweet center. “You didn’t want me to hurt my knees, now did you?”
She did a chuckle-snort and turned her head away from me. Smiling, I went back at her delicious folds. Of the many things I missed about us, this had to be in the top five. I loved to pleasure my woman and the fact Raegan tasted so damn sweet meant we both got off on it in a huge way.
Her heels weren’t pressing into my lats, but they were biting into my shoulders enough to tell me she was damn close. The other part of my plan came back to mind, and I pulled away from her but kept hold of her body. I twisted her around to her belly and Raegan took to her knees.
I got off the bed and smacked her ass. “Feet on the floor, baby. Chest on the bed. I wanna sink into your tight heat and see your curvy-ass legs leading to those fuck-hot heels on the floor.”
She gave me a wide-eyed look over her shoulder. “When’d you get so damn bossy, Clint Ramsey?”
My head tilted with annoyance. “You know better than that. I was bossy then, and that hasn’t changed at all.”
As soon as her feet hit the floor, I noticed her hand went to her center. I leaned over her while grabbing her arm. “Do I need to restrain you, miss?”
We both sank deeper into the bed with her exhaled humor.
“God, I forgot how fun it could be with your cop-talk.”
I nipped her earlobe. “That wasn’t cop-talk, Raegan. You don’t get to make yourself come. Especially when I haven’t even gotten inside you. Now, hands on the bed.”
She complied, and I leaned back in order to watch my cock thrust into her. I stilled for a moment, absorbing the feeling of Raegan’s silky heat enveloping me.
Home.
Fuck.
This woman held so much power over me and she didn’t even know it. Every time my body joined with hers, a sensation of homecoming washed over me. I withdrew from her and instinctively I thrust in again, but faster. Then I lost it, but in the best way.
It felt almost mindless while I fucked her hard and fast. I did remember to reach around her to rub her clit making sure she got off before me. It ended too fast, but Raegan had that power over me too, with her lush ass, curvy legs, and the noises she made.
When I finished inside her, I collapsed on top of her. “I’m sorry, mi corazón. Swear I meant for that to go longer, but God. The things you do to me, woman.”
She exhaled hard. “You don’t hear me complaining, Clint. That was fantastic. But I do need to clean up.”
I pressed lingering kisses to her neck and back. “All right. Meet you back here, baby.”
Chapter 15
Heightens All of My Senses
Raegan
WALKING BACK INTO CLINT’S bedroom, I struggled with covering myself. When he tore my panties off, I had no idea where they went. Now that I was cleaned up, I wanted to put some undies back on because strolling around in a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals was awkward. As soon as I noticed him stroking his thick cock while lounging on his bed, though, I changed my mind.
Jesus. Anytime I thought he couldn’t get sexier, I was wrong.
If he liked seeing me in high heels, God knew what the sight of him touching himself did to me. I took a step toward the doorway and he stopped stroking.
“Where you goin’?”
“To get my overnight bag, you know, for functional underwear?”
He chuckled and shrugged. “I don’t know. I thought that thong was functional enough, don’t you?”
I dipped my chin at an angle. “Not functional enough for sleeping, honey.”
To my surprise, he launched himself from the bed, lunged for my hand and tugged me back to the bed. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist situating us on the mattress.
“You lose your shoes, and I’ll get your bag, Raegan. But, just to let you know. Any form of underwear is unnecessary right now because I’m fucking you senseless again before we go to sleep.”
I grinned. “You can’t fuck me senseless.”
He gave me his big eyes. “That a challenge?”
“Nope. That’s a fact, because the mere act of you fucking me heightens all of my senses, mi rey.”
Those eyes heated just before he kissed me deep and long. Then he grabbed my bag from the living room, came back, and delivered on his promises.
I HAD ONLY A MOMENT to register Clint’s possessive hold on my breast in his sleep because the doorbell was ringing. Whoever was at the door pressed the button in three rapid-fire bursts. He bolted out of the bed, found his boxers, and tugged them on as he went to the doorway.
He paused and caught my eyes. “Get dressed, Rae. Don’t know who’s here, but it’s either Mamá or one of my sisters.”
“Did you know they would—”
“Fuck, no. I’m as surprised as you are, and ten times
