Chapter 17
RANSOM
What a difference a week makes.
Sure, the vibe between us changed the night of the auction. Everything felt different as soon as the evening began, as we walked to the event.
But now, as I sit on the edge of her bed, pull her on top of me, and thread my fingers through her hair, we feel different.
In all the right ways.
And I need to let her know.
I need to tell her before we move on to the main attraction. “Teagan,” I say, steeling myself to say the hard stuff—hard for me, that is.
“Yes?” Her voice is shuddery.
“Let’s make a deal,” I say, using the same words we used last time we were together. Except not . . .
She tenses in my arms. “What sort of deal?”
I swallow roughly, pushing past my fears. “Let’s make a deal to let this be what it’s going to be.”
“The sex?” Her voice pitches up.
I shake my head adamantly. “No. The us.”
Us. I’ve avoided being an us for years. But I don’t want to stop coming together with her.
Teagan’s lips curve into a grin, slow and warm. “You and me?”
I nod, bringing her close, dusting a kiss across her jaw. “I don’t think it’s going to be just one night.”
“And you don’t want to stay just friends?”
“I want to be friends. But I also want to be more with you.” It’s a terrifying statement to say out loud, but a wonderful one to give voice to as well. “I want to see you. I want to date you. I want to spend time in and out of bed, just you and me.”
“I want that so much too.” She sounds woozy, delighted.
I grin wildly as I thread my fingers through her soft red strands. “Let’s see what this is between us. Let’s find out what the hell we’re all about. No rules, no limits. Just us.”
“Count on it,” she says, then she grabs my face and crushes her lips to mine. Her kiss is fierce and hot. She’s full of passion and need, and she kisses me without inhibitions, without fear.
I kiss her back the same way, pouring all the possibilities of us into the way we connect.
The kiss spreads through my whole body, radiating in my bones. It’s intense and deep, and it feels like a whole new brand of kissing.
It’s more than just the heat and need of last week.
It’s something else entirely.
It’s intimate and free. We are two people who don’t want to be hurt, but who are willing to jump anyway.
And the kiss also makes me horny as hell.
Because, well, the woman of my dreams is naked and wet and grinding against me.
Our connection rockets higher, burning brighter as I adjust Teagan on my lap, sliding my fingers between her legs, gliding them through all that fantastic, delicious wetness.
I break the kiss, groaning. “You’re so fucking wet,” I say, savoring the slippery feel of her.
She reaches for my cock, stroking it. “And you’re so fucking hard.”
“Seems we should do something about both these problems right now,” I say, and she grabs a condom from the nightstand, slides it on me, and then rises up, rubbing my dick against her center.
She moans, a delicious, erotic sound that carries across the room as she strokes my cock against her sweet, lovely pussy.
She drops her head back, letting her hair spill behind her as she lowers onto my length.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groan as she sinks down, taking me all the way inside her.
Exactly where I want to be.
Her lips fall open, parting on a gorgeous O as she slams her hands down on my shoulders, curling them over me, clutching tightly. “I want to just sit on your cock all night.”
I laugh lightly, then give the only right answer. “Please do.”
“Dear God, you feel incredible,” she says, barely moving, just adjusting, rocking, taking.
Then, after a few deliriously sexy seconds, she swivels her hips.
It’s mind-bending, watching her seek her pleasure. My skin sizzles. I’m burning up from the vision of Teagan taking me deep, finding her own pace.
“Ride me, sunshine. Just fucking ride me till you come so damn hard,” I tell her as I grip her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh as she grinds down, then rises up.
She moans and groans, her hands tightening around my neck, her tits bouncing so beautifully against my chest.
Her eyes fall shut as she uses my dick for her pleasure.
My dick likes to be used for that so very much.
“That’s right. Use me to get yourself off, sunshine,” I say, urging her on as she rides me hard and deep.
She’s fierce and wild in bed, seeking what she wants, owning her desire, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. It turns me on everywhere in my body, my cells sparking, my bones vibrating as I watch her chase her bliss.
Her noises grow louder, more erratic. Her breath comes faster, harder.
Then her nails dig into my shoulder, and she freezes, then keens, shouting “Oh God” over and over as she shudders, coming on my cock.
And her orgasm unlocks my own as I climax so damn hard, I swear I see stars.
And maybe I see a future with this woman too.
That’s something I didn’t think I’d want ever again, but I’m sure I want it desperately now.