Chapter Twenty-Three
Duncan
I could lay the world at her feet if she wanted me to. I could take her everywhere she wanted, experience the world next to her.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked.
I leaned forward. "Too many things. Some of them might scare you."
She scowled. "I doubt it."
I put my hand on the table, palm up, and she immediately placed hers in mine. "The thing is, Riley, some of those thoughts scare me too."
She sucked in a breath. "Why?"
"Because I've never had them before. With anyone. Not even Shona, my ex. Everything is different when it comes to you."
"What do you mean?"
"For instance, I've always been able to override my instincts."
She frowned. "That's not possible. Instincts are just instincts."
"The mind is a powerful tool. But when it comes to you, everything is different."
"That bothers you?"
"Not one fucking bit."
I feathered my thumb along her palm, moving farther up to her wrist. She sucked in a deep breath.
"Riley," I said in a low voice.
"Yes?"
"What about having that second drink at home?"
"Thank God. I thought you were never going to suggest it."
This woman! We were in sync, craving to be alone. I didn’t want anything else holding her attention—not the food, or the waiter, or the view. I wanted it on me and me alone.
I’d given them my credit card on arrival, so we left quickly. During the drive, she fiddled with her thumbs in her lap.
"Riley, are you having second thoughts?" I asked cautiously.
"No. Why would you think that?"
I covered her hand with mine. "Because you're nervous."
"Oh no, not at all. I'm just giving my hands something to do so I don't, you know, maul you right here. Talk you into parking somewhere so I can jump your bones."
Now that she'd said it, the idea was forming in my mind. I could pull over somewhere.
No! She deserves better than getting mauled in the back seat.
We arrived at my building a few minutes later.
The parking lot was empty; there wasn't much activity at this time of the evening.
There was no one in the elevator either.
And if I thought it took a lot of willpower not to pull the car into a dark corner, it was nothing compared to the self-control necessary not to kiss her here in the elevator.
The condo was dark when we stepped inside.
I didn't even bother to turn on the light, just kissed and kissed her, walking her through the room until we bumped into the wall.
This woman had a hold over me that I couldn't explain.
It didn't matter that I'd started my evening with the best intentions.
I'd intended for us to stay out in the city for hours, yet here we were.
My need for her was greater than anything else. It overpowered every thought.
"Duncan," she murmured as I kissed down her neck.
Her dress had driven me crazy from the second she'd come out of her room.
The way it molded to her body should be illegal.
It didn't dip too low, but it pushed her breasts together, and she looked so fucking irresistible in it.
I honestly had no idea how I managed to keep myself in check while we were at the restaurant.
But now I didn't have to hold back; I could explore her to my heart's desire. I wanted to get her into bed, fast. I took her hand, stepping away.
"No! Why did you do that?" she asked.
"Because I want you in my bed tonight. I don't want to fuck you against this wall, and it's a real possibility if we don't get moving."
She giggled. "Okay."
I led her down to the master bedroom and closed the door even though it wasn't necessary. It was just the two of us tonight, so she could scream so it carried through the walls. I didn't care if the neighbors heard.
I kissed her again, moving her closer to the bed.
I undid her zipper, intending to push down her dress, but it wouldn't budge, so I yanked it over her head instead and threw it next to the bed.
She wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were so damn exquisite.
I touched her nipples, and she tilted her body forward, pressing them into my hand.
I lowered myself until I was face-to-face with her chest, then took one nipple into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it.
At the same time, I pushed her leg up. She instantly understood what I wanted and put her leg on the bed.
I nearly lost my self-control when I realized she was already wet. This woman wanted me.
I played her pussy like a harp while I continued to suck her nipple before moving to the other one. She was getting wetter with every stroke. She gasped when I brushed her clit with my thumb, and I knew she was ready for more. Fucking hell, so was I.
I pushed my hands down, gripping my cock. I needed this so damn bad, but I wanted the taste of her pussy too. I wanted to feel her come on my tongue.
Lowering myself to my knees, I dipped my tongue inside her.
She gasped and nearly lost her balance. In the dark room, she hadn't seen me.
I'd been about to turn on the lamp on the nightstand, but this was better.
Our senses were heightened. I nudged her clit with my fingers while I dipped my tongue in and out. Her body was completely soft.
I couldn't take this much longer. I needed more. I needed all of her.
Rising to my feet, I replaced my tongue with two fingers.
"Lie down on the bed," I said.
I guided her down as she sat on the bed first and then moved farther to the center of it, lying down. I fought the instinct to turn on the light, wanting to relish this. I might not be able to see her, but I was acutely aware of her reactions. They were exquisite.
I kissed a straight line from her clavicle down to her pubic bone and then nudged her clit with my nose before going back up.
At the same time, I moved my hands all over her body.
Her breath hitched when my mouth went from the lower part of her breast straight to the upper part, completely ignoring her nipple.
She sucked in a breath, clearly bracing herself for what I was about to do next.
I liked surprising her. Tonight was different than the last time.
We were both in a completely different state of mind.
Then, part of me had always worried that she wasn't ready and that it wasn't the right time.
But not right now. Everything felt fucking perfect.
Having her scent against my sheets again was all I'd wanted.
I kissed down her body again. Now, I wanted my mouth on her. I'd made up my mind. But then she unexpectedly turned on one side.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I want your cock."
I damn near exploded. Fuck yes. I positioned myself so we could easily sixty-nine. And then I was on her. When she took my cock into her mouth, I nearly forgot my damn name. It felt so impossibly good. I dipped my tongue inside her as she swirled her tongue on my crown. And then I nipped her clit.
She exploded instantly, clamping her lips around my cock tightly.
Fuuuuuck. I nearly exploded, too, but I paced myself, fighting to keep my hips in place. Every instinct wanted to thrust. I kept pulling her clit between my lips until her entire body convulsed, and then I felt her calm down. I pulled back, and so did she.
"Oh my God, that was fast," she said. “Why did you move away?"
"I want to be inside you, Riley. I need it so damn bad."
"I need it too."
"Get on your knees," I commanded while I reached over to the nightstand, turning the light on. Feeling her was exceptional, but I wanted to see her too.
Her face was red and flushed, and it spread down to her neck and chest. And then I saw that gorgeous ass up in the air as she positioned herself on all fours in the middle of my bed.
She looked over her shoulder, moving her body lightly back and forth.
She accidentally brushed her pussy against the length of my cock and gasped.
"Oh my God." She buried her head in the mattress.
"Riley, what are you doing to me?" I said.
I slid inside her the next second because I couldn't take this anymore.
She groaned against her hand. I nearly came when I realized that she was biting her own arm. "No, I want to hear you. I want the whole city of San Diego to hear you. Don't hide."
"Duncan, I don't think I can…"
My whole body was on edge. "Do you trust me?" I asked.
"Yes." Even though her voice wavered, there was strength in it.
"You can trust that I’ll make you come again, and you're going to enjoy it."
"Okay," she whispered.
I pulled back a few inches, then pushed in with all I had. Her cry resounded through the room. The fact that she followed every single command turned me on to no end. I liked hearing her unrestrained passion.
Her groans reverberated through her body, and I soaked them up.
It seemed as if this union went far beyond satisfying each other's desperate need for release.
I felt close to her when I was very deep inside her.
I unleashed all her pleasure, like I had a key to her body.
I was the only one who could do this to her.
In this position, I had my hands free. I touched her upper thighs and then the side of her hips, then leaned slightly forward and grasped both of her breasts.
They overfilled my palms in this position, and I discovered that she liked me to circle both her nipples while I slid in and out of her.
Her cries changed slightly, as if they came from somewhere deep inside her.
When she reached one hand to her side, groping blindly around her thigh, I realized she wanted my hand.
I interlaced my fingers with hers, and she squeezed them hard.
She was close, and so was I. I knew I was going to succumb to my climax only seconds after I felt hers.
It was just what I needed to tip over the edge.
I cupped her right buttock and then slid my hand past her upper thigh and onto her pussy. Once again, I played it like a harp, focusing on her clit. She groaned so hard that I knew she was going to give in soon.
I was lost even before her orgasm rolled in. For a few seconds, I didn't realize what was going on, and then I felt us falling forward. I rolled onto my back, holding her on top of me.
Her back was plastered to my chest. Her head was lying next to mine, my nose pressed against her cheek. I held her ass high up in the air, and I pounded inside her. I was relentless.
Fuck, why didn't I think about this position before?
It was excellent. I could feel the rhythm of her breath; her own pulse seemed to become mine.
We were one, and I had fantastic access to her clit.
I pressed three fingers against it, moving them in circles.
She rewarded me with her loudest moan yet.
It was a throaty sound, and it reverberated through both our bodies.
I tugged at her earlobe and kissed the side of her cheek that I could reach. Then I gave her my own release.
My grunt of pleasure took me by surprise. Heat spiraled through me, capturing every cell and every muscle. I put my ass down on the bed. Even like this, I kept thrusting inside her. I had to take one hand away from her clit so I could hold both of her hips as I moved her up and down.
When I felt her fingers against my cock, I realized she'd replaced my hand with hers. My orgasm intensified even more while her own cries become fainter and fainter as she calmed down. Gradually, so did I, but I kept her on top of me, inhaling her perfume.
This is the best night of my life.