Chapter 31 Dallas
Chapter Thirty-One
DALLAS
Audrey’s gaze met mine, a swirl of green, gold and nutmeg. I could feel her core calling to me, the slick heat of it kissing the head of my cock. I needed to see her when I sank inside this time. I adjusted the angle of my hips and sank into her creamy clench in one swift surge.
“I'm not sure I know how to do this,” I said as I settled into her, finally feeling as if I was back where I belonged. This close to her, I lost track of where I ended and she began. Intimacy curled around us, wrapping us in its embrace.
“To do what?” she whispered, her voice husky with passion.
“To love you the way you should be loved,” I murmured.
She lifted a finger and traced my brows, her touch light as a feather. Her hand slid down to cup my cheek, and she traced my lips with her thumb. All the while my heart thudded inside of my chest as I struggled to contain the heady mix of emotion and lust only she elicited in me.
“You're already doing it. Stop worrying.”
It was a leap of faith to come here, a leap of faith to do any of this. But I’d already stepped off the edge, and there was no turning back.
“If you say so,” I finally managed, dipping my head and bringing my lips to hers.
I drew my hips back, sinking into her again, savoring the throb of her channel around me.
We tumbled into nothing but sensation as I stroked into her again and again.
I felt her begin to tighten, the need building in her again.
Her hips rose to meet mine with every stroke.
I kept my eyes open and locked with hers the whole time, watching as they widened and she clamped down around my cock, crying my name out.
I let go, my release thundering through me and pouring into her.
I collapsed against her, spent and utterly exhausted, physically and emotionally. After a few minutes, I lifted my head, brushing her tangled hair away from her face.
One look in her eyes, and I remembered just how much of a hold she had on me. She owned me—body, heart and soul.