29 #2
On a roar, he slams his mouth on mine, devouring me as he lifts me off my toes. Our tongues battle for control. I slide my hand up the chiseled wall of his chest and hang on for dear life.
Davis’s mouth leaves mine long enough to murmur, “I love you, Dakota. So fucking much. I can’t breathe without you. So fucking long, I’ve been lost without you.”
I whimper. My heart wants to explode out of my chest.
Those words. My wildest dream.
He loves me. He loves me.
“Take me to bed,” I demand, opening my mouth for him again. “I need you, Davis.”
The entire world spins. Hands on my ass, Davis lifts me up, pinning me tightly against his muscled frame. His mouth seeks mine as he walks us backward and into the cabin, straight to the back bedroom.
Gone is my tight dress, leaving me in a bra and the lace panties Davis decimated earlier.
Greedily, I tug his shirt over his head, my hands roaming over the chiseled lines of his chest. When I’ve had my fill, I reach for the zipper on his jeans.
After stepping out of them, Davis pauses long enough to turn on the bedside lamp and fan out a clean sheet on the bed.
But I’m already on him, running a hand around his velvet shaft. I lick my lips. “I need you, Davis.” I don’t care that the cabin is dusty and decrepit. All I see is us . All I see is Davis. Whiskey and a rebel soul. Duty and destruction and rough hands.
“Fuck, baby,” he rasps. A bead of sweat rolls down his brow as I stroke his cock over and over. “Later. Tonight, I’m going to fuck you.”
I obey. What Davis commands in bed, I go willingly.
Calloused hands press me down on the bed. He drops on his knees in front of me, and his thumb parts the lips of my sex. As he strokes over my clit, warmth spirals through my body, rising like a flame reborn.
“This pretty pussy drives me so fucking wild, Koty.”
I nearly combust, my back arching off the bed. This man and his filthy mouth.
He gives me a devilish grin. “My little sweet cupcake. Made for me.” I watch him nip the inside of my thigh.
“Yes, yes.”
Warm mouth. Long fingers. My brain zones out the second Davis runs his tongue over my clit. My legs fold sharply. A shiver rolls through my spine, and then I turn to jelly, a puddle of lust and love being lapped up by this hungry man.
A full body moan rips its way through me as Davis eats me like a last meal.
His tongue laves over me, his broad hands gripping my thighs, spreading them open like he can’t get enough. He alternates between slow and fast, love and lust, causing my mind to melt down.
“Davis,” I gasp, and wrench at his hair, riding his face. A desperate, all-consuming need has my body arching. Higher and higher.
“Come on my mouth,” he orders. “Then you get my cock.”
“B-Bossy,” I say, my mind barely able to focus.
“Baby, you have no idea.”
Davis dives deeper. This time, his skillful fingers find my clit.
His fingers and tongue match a perfect rhythm.
Each breath of mine comes sharper. My legs and spine straighten hard.
Vibrations rock my pelvis and I buck. Davis holds steady, holds on, riding my pussy as the buzz of the orgasm rockets through my toes to my core.
Warmth. Everywhere. I come undone. My scream shakes the cabin. Tears stream from my eyes.
I lie breathless, my mind swimming in bliss.
A low chuckle before Davis licks his way up my legs, kissing over my belly. His massive hand finds my face, turning my mouth to his. Our kiss is ravenous, coarse.
“I’m still hungry,” I say when he pulls away.
“Granola bar?”
“No. For you.” I run my hand over the cut muscles of his shoulders. “Need more,” I say, heavy-lidded.
His lips curved in a pleased smile. “My girl doesn’t wait.”
Rough hands pull me on top of him. With a whimper, I sink onto his thick penis. Davis lets out a guttural groan, and my fingers flatten on his steel chest. My body responds to him instinctually. I feel him in my cells. He never left. We have always existed.
“Heaven,” he pants, sliding one hand up my stomach to cup my heavy breast. He stares up at me, brown eyes glazed with love and lust. “You like that?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
I squeeze my wet thighs against him, riding his cock. I remember things about my body when I’m with Davis. Things Aiden took away from me. The way my stomach clenches when his thumb strokes my clit. The way my nipples tighten when he runs a firm hand over my breast.
Everything I thought I lost, brought back because of this man.
“This is how it’s gonna be,” he rasps. His hand kneads my breast, a primal growl rising out of his chest. “Me buried inside of you. Every night, Dakota.”
There’s nothing sexier to me than watching Davis—steady, disciplined Davis Montgomery—fighting for control. His ridged muscles rippling, the hiss of air between his teeth. Hooded brown eyes glazed with lust.
A man whipped wild beneath my hands.
A man who’s mine.
The powerful thrust of his hips has me rocketing up, but I hang on. My knees shake, my thighs ache. Another thrust of his hard erection has me gasping for air.
“Dakota.” My name’s a plea on his lips. His fingers stroke over my nipple. “Never letting you go again. You hear me, Cupcake? Never fucking ever.”
A hot tear slides down my cheek. “Davis,” I whisper.
“You and that baby—I’m going to spoil you fucking senseless. Love you both so damn hard. Protect you until the end of my goddamn days. I swear to God.”
Tears leak from my eyes. They’re the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard. My son and I—loved.
Safe.
This man has no idea what he does to me.
“Say it now,” he growls. “So there’s no doubt. Not anymore. You’re mine.”
On a broken sob, I gasp. “Yes. I’m yours, Davis.”
Satisfaction flares in his dark eyes “Goddamn, Dakota, you break me.”
I angle my hips, and Davis goes deeper. I pulse around him and a hot wave of desire builds in me, exquisite and forceful.
“Davis!”
His grip tightens on my hips. Bruising. Claiming. “Milk me dry, baby,” he growls.
His words light a fuse and I go wild on top of him. He stretches me open and I surrender, filling myself with all of Davis. I ride his hardness until we’re both panting like we’ve scaled Everest.
“Mine,” he grits out, eyes locked on mine.
“Yours,” I say breathlessly.
Davis powers into me. I throw my head back and grind against him.
He tenses beneath me and then we both come apart.
Davis unleashes, spilling into me. Our release sends us into a shattered realm—six years’ worth of secrets, of love confessed in a single night.
There’s no going back. It’s just Davis and me and an endless sky of stars.
Our cries echo throughout the cabin. Moonlight falls through the windows. Nothing between us now. Nothing to keep us apart.