Page 11 of Forbidden Bodyguard Summer
"Silver," Dane breathes out, one large hand on mine as he stills my progress. "If you run out on me again..." He shakes his head, and the pain in his voice is enough to break my heart.
"I'm sorry," I whisper. "I’ll never do that again. I promise."
He stares at me for a long time, searching my eyes for the truth of my words. He obviously finds what he needs because he slides down the bed and between my legs. His fingers hook into my panties, pulling them down and sliding them over each ankle before shoving them into his pocket.
"Are you saving those for later?" I ask, watching him between my thighs.
He glances up at me. "In case you run again. I need to be able to pick up your scent."
Did Dane make a joke? I thought he was sexy before, but he just took it up a notch.
Before I can reply, his tongue spears through my folds, robbing me of words. I moan loudly as he licks me from front to back. He doesn't just taste me; he devours me, licking and biting and sucking like he’ll never get enough.
"Pure fucking honey," Dane growls as he dips his tongue into my entrance.
I grab his hair. "Right there... oh God, yes...fuuuuck..." I pant and moan, rolling my hips to ride his face as he hits multiple sweet spots that bring me right to the edge. Every nerve in my body is singing with need for the man between my thighs, and he seems only too happy to oblige.
Dane mumbles sweet, intimate promises against my core. I grip the sheets as my release barrels toward me. He inserts a thick finger inside me, teasing some perfect spot that has me seeing stars.
"Come for me, baby."
His command is exactly what I need. I fall apart, my legs shaking, my entire body throbbing with release as I scream his name along with a string of gibberish. My core continues to flutter through the aftershocks as I stare at the love of my life, who is still swiping me with his tongue like a lazy cat.
"I need to make you mine, Silver."
Chapter six
Dane
"Yes," Silver says in that breathy little sex voice.
I climb her body in record time. On my way, I lave my tongue over the little heart tattoo on her hip, kissing across the soft curves of her stomach, and spending enough time on her nipples until they’re as hard as my cock.
She tastes like honey with a tang—the sweetest cream in the whole damn world. I lost my mind, eating her out like I couldn't get enough. At one point, I worried I might be freaking her out, but then she moaned so loudly, my cock leaked pre-cum, and I didn't stop. I drank her sweet release like water in the desert, but I haven't had enough. Not by a long shot.
I notch at her entrance, gazing into her eyes, illuminated by the moonlight pouring in through the small window next to the bed. Her long dark hair spills out around her face on the pillow, and she looks like an angel. A fallen angel, given what I plan to do next. She grins at me like she can read my mind, and my cock jumps against her soaked core.
"I've been dreaming about this for months, Silver." The admission slips out, but we’re long past pretending that either of us has a choice here. "Have you touched yourself thinking of me?"
She nods slowly, biting her lip as I slip the head of my cock inside and then pull out. "Please? Please, Dane."
"I love it when you beg."
I slide in a little more and almost can't pull out. Watching the relief on her face when I give her what she needs is like catnip for my inner lion. I need her to understand that I will always give her what she wants... for as long as we both shall live.
"Please, please, please..." Silver writhes below me.
She rolls her hips to pull me in deeper as I tease her entrance with the fat head of my cock. I pin her hips to the bed, making her take what I give her and nothing more—for now.
"What if I give you what you want, then wake up to another one of your little notes, Silver?" I don't think I could handle it if she ran again.
"I won't!" Silver's breath catches as I slide a hand between us and pinch her clit. "I promise. I’ll never run away." She practically sobs, begging me to fuck her as she thrashes her head back and forth on the mattress when I press little circles on her clit.
"Because you aremine," I growl.
I’m no longer worried about containing the crazy—partly because Pandora's box has flown wide open and there’s no changing my obsession with this woman any longer, and partlybecause Silver needs to know what she's unlocked between us. She’s going to be the mother of my children, and I’ll be her safe space in this world of celebrity that intimidates her but also lights her up from the inside.
"I'm yours, Dane." Silver's fingers slide into my hair, kneading at my neck muscles, and I have to stop my leg from thumping like a dog. "For as long as you'll have me."
