Chapter 36
MILES
I wanted her from the moment I woke up, rolled over, and saw her lying next to me, sleeping soundly like an angel that had fallen from the heavens.
As dramatic as it sounds, that’s how I see her—as an angel who was sent specifically for me.
And that’s how she feels now with her legs wrapped around my core, like she was made for me and me alone.
The softness of her skin as I hold her against me, hands looping around her legs so she doesn’t slip as I carry her back to her bedroom.
Shy giggles roll out of her as I kiss her.
“What’s got you all giggly?”
“Just you, I like when you go all caveman on me,” she replies, sinking her teeth into my neck. A shiver of anticipation runs down my spine and I have to stop myself from gripping her too tight. The last thing I want to do is leave a bruise on something as delicate as her.
“Trust me, beautiful, this is me showing restraint. You don’t want to know how much of a caveman I can become because of you,” I growl in her ear when she bites me again. I pause just before running into the bed and she pulls away to look at me.
“What’s stopping you?” Her voice sounds innocent as she asks but the look on her face says something completely different. Something more mischievous and naughty. Almost like she’s daring me to see if I’ll follow through.
Little does she know, I will.
All she has to do is ask.
“Use your words, Hanna, you know how much I love when you use your words.” I’m nearly begging as the throbbing going on in my shorts is becoming too much to bear.
I know she wants me as much as I want her; I felt it when I slipped my fingers under her shorts.
But I want her to ask for it. I need her to ask for it.
“Give me your worst, fireman,” she says with the corner of her lips ticked up. Something about the flashing of her teeth as she smirks sets me off and I’m half lowering, half tossing her onto the bed. She laughs again when she lands and quickly moves herself further back.
“Oh, no, no. I didn’t tell you to go anywhere,” I command, reaching for her ankles and pulling her forward again on the bed. I hear her gasp when I pull her all the way towards me and push her legs apart so I’m standing between them. “You do as I say, doc. Got it?”
She silently nods up at me, holding herself up on her elbows.
“Words, beautiful. Let me hear your words.”
“Y–yes. I’ll do what you say,” she sputters. I push the waistband of the sweats I’m wearing down so I’m standing in my underwear.
“Good,” I lean over to mumble close to her lips.
My free hand trails up to her leg and slips under her sleep shorts.
Tracing my fingers along the outside of her underwear, I’m proud to find them completely soaked for me already.
A needy sigh escapes her lips as I rub her softly over the thin fabric.
When I slip a finger underneath and run it along her pussy, she gasps.
“Think you can be good for me, Hanna?”
“Yes, I promise I will,” she whimpers, bucking her hips up as I add a second finger to the pressure I’m giving her.
“That’s my girl.”
Her hands scramble to the sides of her shorts and she lifts her hips, trying to free herself from them.
I help her get them down and throw them across the room.
She won’t be needing them anytime soon. When we go to free her of her underwear, I get lost in a haze of desire and before I can stop myself, I’m ripping them from her body.
She looks down at the torn piece of fabric and glances at me, a flash of annoyance in her eyes.
“I liked those.”
“I’ll buy you another pair, promise,” I reply before pressing my lips to hers.
Looping an arm under her waist, I brace the two of us against the bed and haul her backwards so we’re both on the bed now, me lying on top of her.
My hand finds her pussy and starts to play with her, teasing her clit.
I circle the small bud with my finger tips sending shockwave after shockwave of need through her.
I feel her skin erupt with goosebumps when I slip my other hand under my shirt she has on and starts to knead and caress her breast.
“God, fuck, Miles,” she cries out, swinging her leg around my back and pulling me closer. “You’re so fucking good at that.”
“You feel so good on my fingers. So tight and needy for me.” She nods desperately, pulling me in and forcing her lips to mine.
I can feel her getting wound up but I’m not going to have her finish like this.
I push her leg down from around my back and quickly flip us over so she’s on top of me.
She follows my lead when I push her higher, pulling my shirt up as I do to expose her breasts, and bring my lips to one of them.
Her fingers grip my hair and pull hard as I suck her hard nipple.
Flicking my tongue back and forth across it, she moans in my ear, quickly becoming breathless.
“Sit on my face,” I demand, pulling her back down so our eyes are level.
Her eyes dart open and glance at me with uncertainty.
“I’ve never done that before,” she says between heady breaths.
“You learn something new everyday,” I retort with a smirk. I’ve been wanting her to do this for weeks now, dreaming about it even. Getting myself off to the idea of worshipping her like this while being consumed by her completely.
“Do you not want to? ‘Cause we don’t have to if you don’t want to,” I offer, wanting to keep her comfort as a top priority no matter how badly I want her to sit on my face.
“No, I do. I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m a tough guy, Hanna, I think I can manage.”
She looks at me for a beat and licks her lips. Then, an anxious smile grows on her face. Kissing me hard, she slowly starts to climb up my body until she’s sitting on her knees with her legs on either side of my head.
“Hold onto the headboard,” I instruct. She does without pause.
Then, I bring my hands to the tops of her thighs and pull her down until I have her where I want her.
Perfect. I start slowly, kissing the insides of her thighs with quick flicks of my tongue across her pussy as I go from one side to the other.
She lifts up and away from me every time I flick her clit as if the pleasure is too much to handle but I pull her back down each time.
I want every last drop of her I can get.
When I bring my tongue to her center, I feel her pulling away from me.
“Are you holding yourself up?” I ask, trying to pull her closer to me.
“I don’t want to suffocate you,” she says, pulling herself further away from me.
I nip at the inside of her leg and lift my head to reach her center.
“If you suffocate me then I’ll die a happy man, Hanna.
Now sit.” It’s not a request and I have no intention of letting her disobey me.
Using my strength against her, I pull her down completely until she’s fully sitting on my face.
With access to everything I want, I go to work.
Kissing, sucking, nipping, and bringing in my fingers to work her harder, it isn’t long until she’s shaking against the headboard, trying to hold on while I eat her out.
My hand reaches up and starts to play with her breasts again as I get her off.
“Please, please, please,” she’s begging from on top of me. Her body is quivering from the pleasure building inside of her. The noises she’s making are making me harder and I can’t stop myself from grabbing myself with my free hand.
“Yes, Miles, oh god!” she cries out. “Stop, stop, fuck.”
I only stop when she pulls herself off of me completely and slips down to my side, panting and breathless. When she collects herself, she rolls back on top of me and kisses me hard, not caring that the taste of her pleasure is still fresh on my lips.
“Holy fucking shit.” She sighs, then kisses me harder.
“You like that?” I ask, half chuckling. My hands explore her back under the shirt she still has on. I gasp and dig the pads of my fingers into her soft flesh when she grinds her hips into my hard length.
“Like that? I fucking loved that. Just like I love you,” she says.
“I love you too. And I loved doing that to you so anytime you want it, you just say the word and I’m there.”
She pushes herself up and strips the shirt off her back. Her blonde hair falls loosely around her shoulders as she peers down at me like I’m a fresh meal to be had. “Mmm, I’ll keep that in mind. But there’s something else I need right now.”
“What’s that?” My breath catches in my throat again when she palms my hard cock and sinks her teeth into my earlobe.
“I need you to fuck me with this. Hard and fast. Think you can do that, fireman?” A raw, untamed fire dances in her eyes when she brings her eyes to mine.
“Let me show you how much I can.” I nod. Carefully, I take her glasses off her face and set them down on her bedside table. It’s the last time I intend on being careful with her until I have her coming for me a second time.
She slides off of me so I can reach for the small box of condoms I’d left here. Grabbing one from the box, I slip it on quickly and pull her back on top of me.
“Ride me, beautiful.”
“Yes, sir.”
She swings a leg back over me, and I grab my cock and tease her entrance with the tip of it. She doubles over at the sensation and tries to sit her hips back on it but I stop her.
“Ohh, someone’s needy,” I mutter while teasing her. She shudders when I push myself in just an inch, then pull out before giving her any more. Her brows stitch together in the center of her face as I edge her on.
“I–I am needy. Please give me what I need,” she begs, trying to sink herself down. I have an arm between us blocking her from taking anything more than the tip of my cock.
“Ask nicely,” I whisper, about to lose myself completely.
“Please give me your cock, Miles. I need it. Please.”
“God I love the sound of you begging,” I say but it comes out as more an animalistic grumble. I pull my arm away and finally give her what she wants. Her hips sink down, taking every inch of me with ease.
“Oh, god.” She sighs, rotating her hips in a circular motion on top of me.
“God isn’t here right now, beautiful. But I’ll save you in ways he’ll never be able to.”
She pushes her hands into my chest and sits up, dropping her head behind her and arching her back.
The image of her riding me, hair cascading down her back like a goddamn goddess almost has me finishing too soon.
I push out a breath in an attempt to steady my heart rate and reach a hand up to palm her breast. Feeling me grab her, she lifts her head up and takes my fingers in her hand.
Then, with a look of the devil in her eye, she takes three of my fingers in her mouth and sucks them hard.
My cock surges at the sight of her and a guttural moan rips through me.
Pulling my hand from her mouth, she braces her hands on my chest and starts to lift and lower her hips.
Stroke by stroke, she takes me higher into a fog of desire, lust, and unfettered, raw need.
“Yeah, just like that. Fucking ride me, beautiful,” I coax. A bead of sweat drips down her forehead as she works me.
“I’m close,” she cries out.
“Me too. Be a good girl now and finish with me.”
She presses herself against me and I take over.
Pumping myself in and out of her from underneath, she starts to shudder and shake.
Her breath gets heavy as she reaches her peak.
I slip a hand between us and push her over with the help of my fingers.
She shouts out in pleasure as another orgasm takes over her body, stealing her senses and self-control.
My own climax hits and I feel myself finish inside her.
After a few moments to catch her breath, she lifts her hips, pulling me out of her. Rolling to one side of me, she drapes an arm over my chest and kisses my exposed flesh.
“I love you, Miles.”
Taking in her soft features and the way she’s smiling at me, I don’t think I’ve felt anything more true in my life.
“I love you, too, Hanna. More than anything.”