“Would it be okay if we skipped to the make-up sex? We’ll talk about all of the important stuff afterward, I promise.”
“I could be convinced.” Rob swept me into his arms and carried me to the bedroom.
He had a huge bed and I was naked in it before I could do more than glance around. In seconds, he had me in his arms again, but instead of kissing me, he buried his face between my neck and shoulder. I held him, knowing exactly how he felt.
“Love you so much,” I whispered into his hair. “I was so afraid you’d meet somebody else while I—”
“Stop. I met all kinds of women but...there’s no replacing you. They only want the nicely wrapped package, they don’t care about what’s inside. Before I made anything of myself, you believed in me. You always thought I was somebody.”
“You were. You are.”
“Shit, Lauren, not even my own family saw anything in me. Without you, I’m empty. And no matter how far I climb, it’ll always feel hollow if you’re not with me.”
I kissed him then; I couldn’t help it. His mouth was rough satin, hungry, as I remembered. Running my hands down his back, I felt it when he shivered. Rob took over with greedy surges of tongue, nibbling my lower lip and tasting me so deeply that I almost forgot how to breathe. As we kissed, I rubbed against him, savoring the feel of his big body after so long. His cock was so hard against my belly that it must have ached. I reached between us, and he jerked, pumping into my hand with a pained look. But he didn’t try to stop me and his eyes locked on mine as I worked my fingers up and down his shaft.
“Are you trying to make me come?”
“Would it work?”
He thrust again, eyes heavy-lidded. “Keep doing that and find out.”
Though I desperately needed to be close to him, I also wanted to watch Rob lose control. It must be something he wanted, too, because he didn’t stop me as I stroked up and down, encouraging him to fuck my fingers, coming up against the softness of my stomach on each downward motion. His breath quickened as I watched his face. Heat built in his cheeks, a sure sign he was getting closer. When he started biting his lip, I’d know he was almost there.
“Why are you letting me do this?”
The way he growled out the answer sent a shiver through me. “You’re mine. I want to come on you.”
“Fuck, Rob.”
“In a minute.” Teasing answer, last thing he said before the pleasure got away from him.
I moved with him, as much as the position allowed, and I felt like he was staking a claim—my hand, his cock, my belly, now slick with his pre-come. Everything narrowed to his face above mine, and then he sank his teeth into his lower lip to muffle the sound. I wanted his moans, too, so I reached up to kiss him, and as his tongue touched mine, he throbbed in my fist, coming all over me in hot spurts. Groaning into my mouth, he kissed me fierce and deep as the last pulses shivered through him.
My skin was sticky as we pulled apart. “Marking your territory?”
“Something like that. Is that weird?”
“It’s hot.” I squirmed, needing to come, but I didn’t want to self-service when I had Rob right here.
Before I could point out the fact that I was still horny, he got a washcloth and wiped off my belly and hands. Surprised, I noticed his cock was still hard, an impressive display considering what we’d just done. I thought I’d get lips or fingers until he recovered.
He caught me staring and offered a sheepish smile. “Clearly you have no idea how much I want you, and...it’s been a long fucking time.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
“Round two?” I suggested with a cheeky grin.
Before I could say another word, he had me on his lap. I sank down on his cock with a muffled whimper, already so slick and sensitive that this felt incredible. I didn’t know if I had the self-control to move without humping wildly, but he didn’t leave it up to me. Rob cradled my hips in his hands and worked me up and down, watching my face as I had his.
So sexy. God, I love you.
“Love you, too, beautiful.” I didn’t realize I’d said it out loud, until he replied and rewarded me by nuzzling my breasts.
His mouth on my nipple sent sheer pleasure sparking through my body, amping up the hot, sweet friction. I took the lead, no longer letting him move me on him; I worked my hips in tight circles, then up and down, until I found the perfect rhythm. Riding him was one of my favorite things because his hands and mouth were everywhere while I set the pace, building to orgasm at exactly the right speed. It was up to me how fast and hard I came. Right now, I wanted it quick and dirty, so I reached down and stroked my clit. Rob grabbed my hand and pulled it back, teasing me. I gasped when his fingers replaced mine.
“Harder? Softer?”
“Harder,” I managed. “Longer.”
“Like that?”
My hands came to his shoulders, holding on as the orgasm rolled closer. Tension tightened my thighs and belly. “Need you... So close. Lean back.” My voice sounded thick and demanding, but Rob complied, and I followed.
Much better, pressure on my clit. Faster and faster, I pushed down on him, and he cupped my ass, working my cheeks open, so I felt embarrassingly exposed. Yet that only increased my pleasure; Rob could do anything to me, and I wouldn’t stop him. Anything, yes. Yes. I came in a hard, clenching rush, trembling in his arms.
“Mmm. You feel incredible. But we’re not done.” He rolled me under him and took over.
At first, I just laid there panting, stroking his back, but the longer he thrust, the more I perked up. Soon I wrapped my legs around his hips and worked with him, digging my nails into his shoulders. The spark of pain spurred him on, so I bit his chest lightly, over and over.
He snarled a little. “Driving me crazy. No matter how much I have you, it’s not enough.”
“I’m here, I’m right here. And I’m yours.”
He shuddered in my arms and let go, his whole body arching with the force of it. His intensity flickered me to a quiet, second peak, nowhere near as powerful as the first. But it was warm and sweet with him on top of me. I traced along his nose to his mouth, and then he lay down on me entirely, completely relaxed.
“Don’t ever leave me again.”
“Technically, you left, not me.”
Rob cracked one eye open to give me a look. “Really?”
“Sorry. I promise I won’t. I’ll fight to make it work.” It was a little hard to get my breath with him on top, but there was no way I’d complain.