Page 48 of Best Laid Plans

“Yeah,” I whisper.

He stands tall and slides off his cut, throwing it over the back of the chair. He strips his T-shirt off next, pulling it over his head, leaving nothing but golden skin on display.“Tell me what you think about. I want all the details,” he orders as I watch him strip off his jeans, followed by his boxers.

“I imagined what it would be like to feel your lips on mine. I wondered if they’d be soft and coaxing or firm and demanding.”

“You have a preference?”

“Both are good. I have a feeling with you, I’ll like most things.”

“I’m more than game to find out.”

Chapter Sixteen

POWERS

The smile she beams at me makes me feel like a fucking king. Once I’m naked, I stand there and let her look her fill. She licks her lips and rubs her thighs together, looking for some relief, but I don’t want her to feel relieved. Not yet. I want her to ache as much as I do.

I grab the waistband of her shorts and yank them down her legs before tossing them aside. Her lace panties are next. I slowly inch them down her thighs, bending down to breathe her in as I do. I press my nose to the thatch of curls and groan at the heady scent that’s uniquely her.

She whimpers as I press a kiss to her navel.

“I’d have known.” She looks at me, confused for a second, before understanding dawns. “I’d have known your touch, your taste, your smell anywhere.”

She sits up and cups my jaw, using it to guide me to her mouth. Sliding her hand into my hair, she kisses me, softly at first, dragging her tongue across the seam of my lips before I part them and she pushes inside. She whimpers into my mouth, her hand tightening in my hair as she holds me close.

I try to let her lead, I really do. But fuck me, this woman is going to be my undoing. I’m about to spread her wide and thrust inside her, consequences be damned, when she pulls away. Before I can complain, she has her T-shirt off and thrown across the room, her bra following behind it.

The bruises on her body are changing color from a vivid purple to a sickly green, but they do nothing to distract from Lil’s beauty. I’ve seen beautiful women before, but there is something almost otherworldly about Lil—strong in the places where she glued herself back together, fragile in parts, like a bomb ready to detonate at any moment. Lucky for her, I’m somewhat of an expert when it comes to bombs.

I dip my head and place a kiss on the swell of her breast. She cups it, offering it to me. Who the fuck am I to resist? I suck her nipple into my mouth as I reach up to tweak the other, rolling it between my fingers before I pinch it. She arches into me, then pulls away and lies flat on the bed. She spreads her legs wide before slipping her fingers down to her pussy and stroking herself.

“You’re playing with fire, trickster.”

“Maybe for once, I want to get burned.”

I lean over her as I pull open the top drawer of the nightstand and search blindly for a condom. She wraps her hand around my dog tags and licks a trail up the column of my throat, making my hips jerk in response. With a hiss, I pull back. She lets go of my tags and watches through heavy lids as I get to my knees between her spread thighs.

She eyes the condom as I grip the wrapper between my teeth. “Just so you know, I got a full workup after I left here, and it came back clear. I also have this.” She lifts her arm and touches a spot on her inner bicep.

“Implant?”

She nods, biting her lip. “You can use a condom. I just wanted you to know that I’m clean. I know club girls get⁠—”

I lean down and cover her mouth with my hand. “I’m sure whatever you’re about to say will piss me off, so how about you listen instead. I’m clean too. Got tested a while back, and I haven’t been with anyone since before you left.”

Her eyes open comically wide.

“It was always you, Lil. Now we can use a condom if you want, but don’t do it for my benefit. I’d love nothing more than to take you bare. Fuck, I might come just thinking about it,” I mutter as I move my hand.

She reaches for the condom on the bed where it fell and throws it to the floor before spreading her legs wider. “What are you waiting for, biker boy? Come fuck your old lady already.”

If there were ever a switch to flip me from man to monster, Lil just tripped it.

She reaches for me, lining me up. The second I feel her wet heat, I surge forward, bottoming out inside her, making her scream my name as she drags her nails down my back. I don’t give her time to adjust. I’ll beat myself about that later, no doubt. But right now I’m mindless with need as I fuck her with deep, almost brutal thrusts that have the bedframe bagging against the wall.

“I knew you’d feel like this. Your pussy is fucking addicting, Lil. No way will I be able to keep my hands to myself after this.”

“I don’t want you to keep your hands to yourself. I like them on me.”