Ronnie closed her eyes and surrendered to the moment. She felt as if there was a fire burning beneath her skin.
Had she ever wanted a man this much? Ronnie couldn’t recall, couldn’t think beyond the pleasure of Drake’s body entwined with hers.
She kissed his shoulder when he was within her and felt him shaking with self-control. He was so protective of her, so determined to do what was right. It was enough to make her heart burst. Ronnie ran her hands over him, loving the muscled power of his body, and felt his reaction to her caress. She deliberately drove him on, touching him more boldly, and locked her legs around his waist to draw him deeper inside.
He caught his breath so that his nostrils pinched shut, then his hands cupped her buttocks. She felt his fingers flex and liked it. He started to move rhythmically and Ronnie smiled at him.
Then she pulled Drake’s head down for a demanding kiss. The way he rubbed against her was perfect and she felt the tumult rise within her immediately. She gripped his shoulders and he kissed her as if he’d devour her whole. She dug her nails into his shoulders, letting herself follow her every impulse. She kissed him and nibbled at him, licked him and nipped at him. She scratched him and moaned, then whispered to him of what she wanted him to do to her. She watched his eyes blaze as she confided a fantasy.
In fact, Drake swore softly under his breath. Ronnie didn’t know the word, but the inflection made its meaning obvious. He whispered her name, as if to apologize, but his body wouldn’t be commanded any longer. He drove into her with a vigor that she loved and she felt a patina of perspiration on his skin. She caught his head in her hands and felt the thunder of his pulse under her palm as she kissed him hungrily. Again, it was beating the same rhythm as her own, and she liked the sensation.
She felt the tremor begin within Drake as he lost control and was proud of her ability to affect him. His eyes opened and his gaze locked with hers, his eyes glittering with that intensity she associated with him. The light became so brilliant between them that there was nothing but Drake in Ronnie’s world. She gripped him more tightly and rode him hard, needing all he could give her. In a trio of heartbeats, the passion overwhelmed everything except the feel of Drake, and Ronnie cried out in her release. Drake buried himself deep within her and growled, his grip tightening convulsively around her as he came and came and came.
Ronnie smiled into his skin, then pressed a kiss to him. “Wow,” she whispered.
Drake leaned his forehead on her shoulder and held her close as he took a shuddering breath. “Indeed,” he murmured, then looked at her, his eyes gleaming. That enticing smile curved his lips again, but he studied her, clearly seeking evidence that she had been pleased as well.
Ronnie smiled at him. “Coffee?” she asked and was gifted with a chuckle. She’d never seen Drake smile fully, and the expression made him look younger. Less burdened.
“I am not done with you yet,” he said, sending a thrill through her, then lifted her from the counter. Ronnie wrapped her arms around his neck, content to be compliant with whatever he wanted. “We have barely begun on the fantasies you confided.”
“I have more.”
“We shall make a list,” Drake vowed and Ronnie laughed.
The weird thing was that the light was gone, and so was the heat.
Had she imagined it?
It was hard to care when she was so drowsy and sated. Drake surveyed her living room, then walked up the stairs of the townhouse to the master bedroom suite. He nodded satisfaction when he carried her into the ensuite bathroom and plucked her robe from the back of the door. He disentangled them and wrapped her protectively in her robe, then set her gently on her feet. He kissed her again, his fingers in her hair, and it was a tender, sweet kiss.
A perfect kiss in this moment.
He turned away all too soon and
Had she ever wanted a man this much? Ronnie couldn’t recall, couldn’t think beyond the pleasure of Drake’s body entwined with hers.
She kissed his shoulder when he was within her and felt him shaking with self-control. He was so protective of her, so determined to do what was right. It was enough to make her heart burst. Ronnie ran her hands over him, loving the muscled power of his body, and felt his reaction to her caress. She deliberately drove him on, touching him more boldly, and locked her legs around his waist to draw him deeper inside.
He caught his breath so that his nostrils pinched shut, then his hands cupped her buttocks. She felt his fingers flex and liked it. He started to move rhythmically and Ronnie smiled at him.
Then she pulled Drake’s head down for a demanding kiss. The way he rubbed against her was perfect and she felt the tumult rise within her immediately. She gripped his shoulders and he kissed her as if he’d devour her whole. She dug her nails into his shoulders, letting herself follow her every impulse. She kissed him and nibbled at him, licked him and nipped at him. She scratched him and moaned, then whispered to him of what she wanted him to do to her. She watched his eyes blaze as she confided a fantasy.
In fact, Drake swore softly under his breath. Ronnie didn’t know the word, but the inflection made its meaning obvious. He whispered her name, as if to apologize, but his body wouldn’t be commanded any longer. He drove into her with a vigor that she loved and she felt a patina of perspiration on his skin. She caught his head in her hands and felt the thunder of his pulse under her palm as she kissed him hungrily. Again, it was beating the same rhythm as her own, and she liked the sensation.
She felt the tremor begin within Drake as he lost control and was proud of her ability to affect him. His eyes opened and his gaze locked with hers, his eyes glittering with that intensity she associated with him. The light became so brilliant between them that there was nothing but Drake in Ronnie’s world. She gripped him more tightly and rode him hard, needing all he could give her. In a trio of heartbeats, the passion overwhelmed everything except the feel of Drake, and Ronnie cried out in her release. Drake buried himself deep within her and growled, his grip tightening convulsively around her as he came and came and came.
Ronnie smiled into his skin, then pressed a kiss to him. “Wow,” she whispered.
Drake leaned his forehead on her shoulder and held her close as he took a shuddering breath. “Indeed,” he murmured, then looked at her, his eyes gleaming. That enticing smile curved his lips again, but he studied her, clearly seeking evidence that she had been pleased as well.
Ronnie smiled at him. “Coffee?” she asked and was gifted with a chuckle. She’d never seen Drake smile fully, and the expression made him look younger. Less burdened.
“I am not done with you yet,” he said, sending a thrill through her, then lifted her from the counter. Ronnie wrapped her arms around his neck, content to be compliant with whatever he wanted. “We have barely begun on the fantasies you confided.”
“I have more.”
“We shall make a list,” Drake vowed and Ronnie laughed.
The weird thing was that the light was gone, and so was the heat.
Had she imagined it?
It was hard to care when she was so drowsy and sated. Drake surveyed her living room, then walked up the stairs of the townhouse to the master bedroom suite. He nodded satisfaction when he carried her into the ensuite bathroom and plucked her robe from the back of the door. He disentangled them and wrapped her protectively in her robe, then set her gently on her feet. He kissed her again, his fingers in her hair, and it was a tender, sweet kiss.
A perfect kiss in this moment.
He turned away all too soon and
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