Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
RORY
Iswallowed down a startled yelp at how fast he moved, and my entire body locked up tight at the feel of his soft, full lips against mine.
Oh god. Oh shit. This was so not good. I didn’t have any defense against this.
When his tongue slipped out and slid across my bottom lip, a needy whimper pulled from deep within my chest. But somehow, with a strength I didn’t know I possessed, I managed to keep my mouth shut. Because I just knew if I let him in, I’d be totally and completely lost.
“Kiss me back.” Those three words vibrated against my lips, making my knees weak, but I held strong as his tongue did another sweep. “Kiss me back, baby. Let me see how sweet you are.”
A pained groan slid up my throat, but still I resisted.
Until one of his arms shifted and his palm came to rest on my side.
He slid his hand up my waist and ribs. Then his thumb brushed against the underside of my breast, just inches from my nipple, and that was it.
My mouth opened on a gasp, and Cord’s tongue dove in.
He didn’t just kiss me. He plundered. His tongue tangled with mine, pulling it into his mouth as his hand slipped higher up and his big palm squeezed my breast. The whimper I let loose that time wasn’t pained, it was full of want, and at the sound of it, he took the kiss deeper.
His other hand came into play, sliding up into my hair so he could pull my head to the side for even better access.
And just as I’d predicted, I was lost.
My whole body melted into his. My arms wrapped around his waist, my fingers digging into the muscles of his back.
But it wasn’t enough. I wanted more. Fisting the material of his tee, I yanked it up so I could get my hands beneath it and feel all that smooth, warm skin.
He let out a growl at my touch, and I eagerly swallowed it down, greedily feeding from him.
He nipped and sucked, stroked and teased.
It was so much better than the kiss he’d given me at the hospital, and I couldn’t get enough.
Pulling one hand free, I looped it around his shoulder and slid my fingers into his hair, forcing his head even closer as I rose up on the toes of my boots.
His lips broke from mine, but they didn’t leave me, and when he trailed them down my jaw to the sensitive skin on my neck, my head fell back on a moan.
“Cord,” I breathed, one hand fisting his hair to keep his mouth on me while the nails of my other dug into his back.
His hand on my breast convulsed before moving down to dip under my shirt.
His rough fingers brushed along my skin and I felt like fireworks were going off inside me.
His tongue teased beneath my ear as his fingers wrapped around the lace cup of my bra; then he jerked it down, and those long, skillful fingers went back to work, circling and pinching my sensitive nipple.
“Oh god!” I cried, my back arching to press closer to him.
“You like that, baby?” he growled against my neck while his fingers continued to work.
“Y-yes,” I stuttered. He didn’t stop, didn’t let up as he shifted his hips and forced his thigh between both of mine.
“Oh shit, yes,” I cried when he cocked his knee and pressed his leg hard against the most sensitive part of me.
My body reacted instantly, rocking against him.
My clit swelled and my skin burned as he pressed even harder against me.
“Fuck yeah, Rory,” he grunted, standing tall and looking down at me. My vision was hazy, but I could still see his pupils had blown, the black swallowing up all that deep green. “Ride it, baby. Get yourself there.”
My hips started moving faster, rocking and circling as Cord grabbed hold of the hem of my tee.
He yanked it up and I instantly lifted my arms, needing the material gone.
My bra went next, followed by his shirt, and my pussy clenched the second all that tanned, chiseled skin was on display, free for me to see and touch and taste.
I moved to press a kiss against his solid chest, but before I could lean in, he cupped my breast, bent his neck, and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
“Ah shit!” I cried, jerking against him as heat began to build deep in my belly. That need coiled tighter and tighter as his tongue swirled and his thigh pushed higher.
His free hand snaked between us, popping the button of my jeans before his hand dove in and I felt the tips of his fingers right there. “You’ll get off like this, dollface. Then I’ll feel you around my cock.” I lifted my head as his came up, and those intense, heated eyes bored into mine.
“Cord.” That need twisted tighter and tighter as I stared up at him.
“I’m taking what’s mine,” he gritted out, thrumming my clit. “Get there, Rory. Need you to get there so I can fuckin’ finally feel you wrapped around me.”
And that was it. That was all it took. With just that simple command, I snapped.
His lips slammed down on mine as I cried out my orgasm, my pussy rippling as he continued to toy with my clit.
I moaned and whimpered into his mouth as each tremor and shiver rolled through me until finally my climax started to fade.
“Jesus,” he groaned against my mouth. “Most beautiful fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen.”
I came down to feel his hand cupping my center, his gaze warm as it scanned my face.
I felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room.
It had been way too long since I’d gotten off by anything other than the vibrator in my nightstand drawer, and as I slumped against Cord’s body, I finally remembered how good it felt.
“Stay with me, dollface,” he said, his voice holding a hint of humor and a lot of desire. “I’m nowhere near done with you.
Just like that, I felt my second wind hit me.
He lifted me from the ground with ease, proving just how in control he was of his huge, fit body. His lips played with mine as he slowly started us across my office to the couch.
My back hit the cool leather, making me shiver as my vision cleared and I stared into those dark, fathomless eyes. I was gone. Not just from the way he turned me on and made me burn, but for him in general. I was totally and completely gone for this man.
Reaching up, I caressed his face, the stubble that coated his jaw abrading my palm. “Honey,” I whispered, sinking deep into those eyes. “I need you.”
“You have me, Rory,” he returned, gentle and quiet. “You’ll always have me.”
He slid down my body, placing kisses along my heated skin as he went. On my collarbone, between my breasts, on my belly. When he kissed right above the waistband of my pants, a tremor shook me.
“Cord. Now,” I pleaded.
He looked up at me through that thick wall of lashes, his gaze like fire as his tongue peeked out and ran across my skin just above my panties. “You want me, baby?”
“Yes,” I panted.
His fingers gripped my jeans and underwear at my hips, and he slowly began to pull them down. “You want me inside you?”
“God, yes,” I groaned, arching my neck and pressing my head deeper into the couch as my eyes fell shut at the thought of him inside me.
My pants slid down even farther. “Eyes on me,” he rumbled, his voice hoarse and throaty. My eyelids popped open, and I looked back down at him. “Want me to fuck you?” he continued, driving me wild.
“Please,” I begged.
With that, Cord shot up to sitting, ripping off my boots and socks before stripping me the rest of the way so I was spread out before him completely naked.
“Goddamn,” he grunted, going for the fly of his jeans. “Most beautiful fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen.”
He freed his cock from its confines, and at the sight of it, my eyes went half-mast and my tongue came out to lick my lower lip. Jesus, he had a beautiful cock. Just like the rest of him, it was absolutely perfect.
“Like what you see, Rory?” he asked, wrapping his fingers around the thick base and giving it a gentle tug as his fist slowly slid from root to tip.
My voice was husky with desire as I answered, “Love it, Cord. Give it to me, baby.”
“You protected?” At his question, my eyes shot from his impressive erection back up to his face. “Birth control,” he continued when he saw my confusion. “You on the pill?”
“I… yes. But—”
“I want to feel all of you, dollface,” he said between clenched teeth as he continued to slowly jack himself. “I want your heat wrapped around me with nothin’ between us. I’m clean. I’d never put you in that position, but you just say the word and I’ll grab a condom.”
“I—” My chest squeezed so tight I struggled to pull in a breath. As I stared up at this gorgeous, incredible man, my lips parted and I spoke with complete honesty. “I trust you.”
That was all it took. An animalistic sound escaped from deep within his chest as he came back over me, and with one powerful snap of his hips, he buried himself deep inside me, making us both cry out in pure ecstasy. I’d never been so blissfully full in all my life.
“Oh fuck,” he dragged out, dropping his forehead against mine. “Christ, baby. You fit me so goddamn perfectly.”
“Cord,” I whimpered, the intensity of him being inside me almost too much to handle.
“Stay with me,” he said softly, his breath brushing across my face as he slowly pulled out. “Stay with me, sweetheart.”
He glided in and my back bowed off the couch. “Oh god. You feel so good.”
He pulled out again on a growl, but this time, instead of going slow, he slammed back in. And just like that, it went from slow and exploratory to hard and fast. “Jesus, fuck me,” he grunted, powering in and out, his hips slapping against mine. “So tight and wet.”
“Yes,” I hissed, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts as I wound my arms around his neck and dug my nails into his back. “Yes, honey. Fuck me. Make me feel you.” His thick cock stretched me with each drive forward, sliding over that spot deep inside that made my body catch fire.
“Eyes,” he grunted when my lids slid closed of their own accord. “Gimme your eyes.” I did as he commanded, meeting his gaze and sucking in a gasp at what I saw swimming in their depths. “Who’s inside you, Rory?”
“You,” I moaned as pressure began to build deep in my core.
“Who’s fucking you, baby.”
My breasts bounced as his hips slammed against me. “You are, Cord.”
He dropped his head, pulling my nipple between his lips and biting down, the sharp sting sending a bolt of electricity straight to my clit and making me cry out. “And who do you belong to?” he asked before swirling his tongue around the stiff peak.
I dragged my nails up and then fisted his hair, trying to hold him to my breast as he drove in and out, making that pressure build and build. “Harder, Cord.”
His head came up and his hands moved from the cushions on either side of my head. One grabbed hold of the arm of the couch and the other gripped my chin, forcing my face to his as he surged into me even harder. “Who, Rory? Who do you belong to?”
“You.”
He pulled out and thrust back in. “Who?”
“You, Cord.”
Cord slowed his movements as he drew back out and drove back in. “Who do you belong to?”
My voice came out in a breathless whisper as I stared directly into his eyes and answered, “You, honey.”
His teeth gnashed and his eyes squeezed closed for a second before he focused on me once more. “That’s right, dollface. Now give it to me. Let me feel you flood my cock.”
On that order, he plunged in deep and ground against me, the base of his shaft brushing against my clit, and I exploded. My eyes clamped closed as my walls squeezed around his thrusting cock. Stars burst behind my eyelids as I moaned and whimpered and cried his name.
He began to move again, drawing out my second orgasm in just a matter of minutes.
Three more thrusts and he buried himself deep, dropping his head into my neck to groan as he came, his release happening right at the tail end of mine.
It was the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.
Even more beautiful than his laugh, and I didn’t think anything could get better than that.
His breath puffed against my shoulder as we both came down, and I wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him, holding his weight against me. After a few minutes, he braced his forearms on the cushions and lifted his head to look down at me.
“Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered.
A lazy, sated smile pulled at my lips as I dragged my fingertips along his jaw. “You’re not so bad yourself, stud.”
Then he hit me with a smile that warmed me from the inside out.
Oh yeah, I thought as he lowered his head and gave me a bone-melting kiss. I’m so totally gone for this guy.