Taking Chloe by Anne Rainey Page A

making excuses, but I didn’t intentionally push you away. I’ve been consumed with the business. Making it something that would withstand the test of time is very important to me. I’m sorry that need overshadowed the most vital thing in my life: you.”
    “I’m proud of your hard work, but that doesn’t explain this rift.” Merrick pulled her close and placed the gentlest of kisses to her lips. He lifted away a mere inch and murmured, “I have a lot of things to explain to you.” He kissed her cheek. “A helluva lot to make up for.” He lay back on the bed and brought her on top of him as he went. “But right now I need to show you how much I’ve missed you. Give me tonight. Tomorrow I’ll tell you everything.”
    He placed a chaste kiss to her lips, and Chloe surrendered. “Tomorrow. Promise me.”
    “Tomorrow, baby, I promise.”
    “Then quit messing around and kiss me like you mean it.” He chuckled. “Yes, ma’am.”
    Merrick cupped the back of her head and pulled her down for a bone-melting mating of lips. He crushed his mouth to hers and teased her lips apart, their tongues dueling. Chloe drifted on a sea of desire as Merrick took his time sucking on her tongue. His calloused palms skated up her back and held her close. She pushed her breasts against his chest and rubbed her hardened peaks back and forth. Merrick groaned into her mouth and ground his hips into the juncture between her thighs. She pulled away and sat atop him. Gazes locked, she positioned his cock and let him barely breach her entrance, torturing them both.
    “Goddamn you’re tight. I’m burning up here, babe.”
    Chloe’s thighs trembled. “I love the way you feel inside me. You’re so hard and strong.”
    “And you’re so fucking soft I want to sink into your sweet little cunt and never leave,” he growled. “Ride me, Chloe.”
    “Yes,” she breathed out. Chloe levered herself with her hands on his chest and slowly sank onto his heavy, swollen erection. He stretched her inner walls, stroked sensitive tissues.
    He pulled her down and cupped her breast. “Mmm, come to Daddy,” he urged in a husky whisper that moved along her nerve endings like the stroke of a feather. “So good, so fucking perfect.”

    Chloe couldn’t speak around the lump in her throat. Her husband’s gaze held her captive. She was so wet and slick, yet her body still milked his engorged length. When she whimpered, he smoothed his palm up her spine in a soothing caress. “Easy. We have all the time in the world.”
    “I never want it to end, Merrick, never.”
    “And it won’t,” he vowed.
    She threw her head back and began moving up and down, before grinding her hips into his and allowing his cock to sink even deeper.
    “Yeah, do that again.”
    She repeated the movement, rising up until just the bulbous head was nestled between her pussy lips, then slid down again, fusing their bodies together. Merrick groaned his approval, his gaze never leaving her face. His hands slid over her body, touching everywhere, as if reacquainting himself with her every curve and valley. Chloe luxuriated in having his total concentration.
    She squeezed her inner muscles and Merrick’s hips shot upward. The sweet lover disappeared and in his place lay a wild and uninhibited warrior. Her husband’s primitive nature took over. He began thrusting and retreating, hard and fast, driving them both to the ragged edge of desire.
    “Merrick!” she cried out.
    He lifted up, wrapped his arms around her and buried his face against her neck. “I’ve got you, baby.”
    His lips caressed as he drove his cock deep. Chloe met him thrust for thrust. Merrick found the special spot on her neck that always drove her crazy and sucked her overheated skin. She dug her fingers into his hair and held him close. His arms tightened around her as he pushed in and out, fucking her tight channel.
    The fire inside her core burned hotter and hotter until her pussy clutched his cock like a