Page 36 of Daring to Love You (Priestly Family #3)

Chapter Twenty-Nine

L ynix eased his eyes open, and there before him was the most beautiful sight ever—Dorian. She was lying on her side, her face a few inches away and her legs entangled with his as she stared at him.

Hmm , this was what it was like waking up to the woman you loved.

In the past, he’d made it a point not to spend the night with a woman, and now he was glad he hadn’t. That way this moment would go down in history as being another first for him and Dorian.

He reached out and pulled her closer to his body. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said.

“Good morning, handsome. How do you feel? Last night’s conversation was a lot. Are you doing okay?”

He heard the concern in her voice. It had taken him a while to fall asleep once they did get into bed because his mind kept replaying their conversation. He was glad he told her. No more secrets.

Now he needed to deal with Marisela once and for all. At least now, with Dorian by his side, he could handle anything.

“Lynix?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie. I’m fine and thanks for listening last night.”

“I will always be here to listen, as long as you promise to talk to me.”

He nodded. “I will, but you know that goes both ways, right? If there’s something on your mind, or if you have a problem, or if you feel unsafe, anything, just know I will always be here for you. Okay?”

“Okay.”

When she smiled at him, a warm, sensuous light passed between them. The heartrending tenderness in her eyes had his pulse jumping.

God, this woman…

If only she knew the effect her presence in his life had on him. He felt whole, like the emptiness that once resided inside of him was now filled with peace and love. And it was all because of her. His sweet Dorian.

She reached out and cupped his cheek. Her touch was so gentle and calming that his eyes drifted close on their own accord. He could stay like this forever.

“Are you going back to sleep?” she asked, and he reopened his eyes.

“Depends. What time is it?”

“Six o’clock.”

He snorted. “Hell yeah, I’m going back to sleep. Don’t you know there’s a law that says, if you don’t have to work, you’re supposed to sleep in until ten?”

She laughed, and the sound warmed him.

“Why are you awake? It’s too early, especially considering we just got in bed a few hours ago.” A yawn slipped through as if punctuating his words.

“I’m an early riser.”

“Oh, then we’re going to have a problem because I’m a night owl and rarely go to bed before one.”

“You’re right, that’s a problem. I guess I’m going to have to give you a reason to get in bed a little earlier every night,” she said, the sassy side of her personality peeking through.

And he grinned when he realized what she was saying—she was planning to spend more nights with him. Good.

“If you’re in my bed, you better believe I’ll be right beside you.”

Her smile lingered but slowly turned serious.

“What?” he said. “What’s on your mind?”

“I’m thinking…” she started but stopped, and then it was like she was transforming from his sweet, innocent, obsession to his bold, self-assured, hellcat. Oh yeah, this should be good.

“Tell me,” he said. “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking I don’t want to pretend anymore. I know we had an agreement, but I want to change the parameters of our deal.”

His heartbeat picked up speed. “I’m listening.”

“I want us to date for real. I want you to be my man, and I’m not saying that because of the beautiful gifts you’ve given me, or how you make me feel like a queen.

I want to change the agreement because I love you.

” The last words were spoken barely above a whisper, but Lynix heard them loud and clear.

“ Finally, ” he said and covered her mouth with his, kissing her with an urgency that left him breathless. She was his. All his, and he planned to treasure her like the queen she was.

He broke off the kiss. “I love you too,” he said, cupping her face between his hands as he kissed her again. “I love you so damn much and yeah, no more fake dating because you’re mine. My woman.”

“I like the sound of that,” she said, and the love he saw in her eyes had his heart thumping erratically.

“I think we should go away next weekend and consummate our relationship,” he said and lay back against the pillows.

“Why wait until next week, and why do we have to leave? Can’t we do that now and here?”

He shook his head. “I want your first time to be special, and I have ideas. We can fly to New York for a long weekend, have a picnic in Central Park, go on a carriage ride, do some shopping, then have a nice romantic dinner before we take in a show. After we leave the theater, we’ll head back to the hotel where I’ll have flowers and candles, and—”

“Stop,” she said, her finger on his lips. “That sounds amazing, but Lynix, I don’t need all that to make my first time with you special.” She brought her mouth to his and nibbled on his bottom lip, then his top one. “What will make my first time special is being with you. Only you.”

For a few seconds all he could do was stare at her. “Damn, Dee. That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me, but are you sure you don’t want to fly to New York?”

She burst out laughing and swatted his arm. “Oh yeah, one of these days we’re going to New York, and no take backs on all that you said we’ll do once we get there. But right now, I’d rather you make love to me.”

“Whatever you want, sweetie.”

Lynix took his time stripping her out of the pajamas and tossed them on the floor.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, getting his fill as he took in her beautiful breasts and slim waist that flared into curvy hips. He couldn’t wait to make love to her.

My woman .

He leaped off the bed and made quick work of taking off his T-shirt and tossing it next to her pajamas on the floor. But when he caught her watching him intently, a slow, cocky grin kicked up the corners of his mouth, and he slowed down. If she wanted to watch, he’d give her a little show.

He took his time sliding his basketball shorts and briefs down his legs. When he straightened, his dick was standing at attention and ready for action.

“You see how hard you make me?” he said, stroking himself.

“Yes, and I like what I see,” she said boldly, checking him out while grinning. “You look incredible in clothes, but naked? Wow! And you’re big… everywhere. Yeah, I like what I see.”

Lynix laughed. “And it’s all yours, baby, but let me grab something real quick.”

He flexed his biceps and did a few bodybuilder poses that had her cracking up. When he finally made it to his closet, where he kept a box of condoms, and pulled out a few.

He stepped back into the bedroom to find Dorian still grinning, and he loved the spark of mischief in her eyes.

“You sure about this?” he asked, setting the condoms on the nightstand except for one which would go near his pillow.

She nodded, and her gaze stayed on his erection as he crawled on the bed toward her.

“Oh yeah, I’m positive. I want you, Lynix.”

“And I want you.”

He laid her back and covered her body with his, then kissed her slowly, wanting his love for her to be felt in every lap of his tongue.

She was his.

Dorian Priestly had finally said yes, and he was almost giddy with anticipation.

As their kiss intensified, their hands were all over each other, touching, caressing, squeezing. And his skin tingled everywhere she touched him—on his arms, his back, his thighs, and he almost laughed when she squeezed his butt cheeks.

Definitely a hellcat, and he was here for it.

He eased away from her mouth and peppered kisses over her skin that smelled as fresh as it had the night before. As he enjoyed the feel of her skin, he whispered his love for each part of her body, and currents of desire coursed through his veins.

“Damn, baby…” he murmured as he worked his way to her breasts. He gently pinched her nipples, eliciting a hiss from her before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

The erotic sounds she was making stoked his arousal, and he stroked himself while he continued to explore her body. He was going to enjoy making love to her. She was so responsive to his touch, his lips, and his tongue as he went back to feasting on her breasts again.

“I’m ready,” Dorian said breathily as she squirmed against him. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“That’s right, baby. Tell me what you want,” he murmured against her heated skin, then lifted his head to meet her gaze. “And if I do something you don’t like, tell me. Or if something doesn’t feel comfortable…”

“Stop,” she said, running her palm over the stubble on his cheek. “Stop looking so worried. I’m not going to break, and just because I haven’t had sex doesn’t mean I don’t know how everything works. We got this, and I know you’re going to take good care of me.”

He almost laughed at her little pep talk. “You’re right, I am going to take care of you. We’ll take it slow, okay?”

“Not too slow because you already have me so turned on, I feel like I’m going to leap out of my skin.”

Lynix chuckled and nuzzled her neck while sliding his hand down the center of her body.

When he reached between her thighs, his pulse raced as he slid two fingers into her tightness, confirming just how wet she was for him.

Though he wanted this first time to be nice and slow, considering how he couldn’t wait to be buried deep inside of her, he might not be able to go slow at all.

Dorian dug her nails into his shoulder and lifted her hips as he fondled her. There was definitely nothing shy about his hellcat as she rode his hand. When he picked up speed, pumping his digits in and out of her, she matched him stroke for stroke.

“Lynix, I—I think…” Her words died on her lips as she bucked hard against his hand, forcing his fingers to drive deeper inside of her, and then she lost it. As her head brushed back and forth against the pillow, she clamped her thighs shut, holding him in place as she rode out her release.

Watching her twist, turn, scream, and dig her nails into his skin was hot as hell and had him hard as granite. Instead of giving her time to catch her breath, Lynix quickly sheathed himself and hovered above her, nudging her legs apart to make room for him.

She watched him through the slits of her eyes as her chest heaved.

He leaned forward and covered her mouth with his as his shaft bumped against her opening before he began easing inside of her. She was tight. Damn tight as he slowly slid between her slick folds.

She jerked her mouth from his. “Oh… my goodness,” she whimpered, holding on to him as he slid in deeper.

Inch by inch, he could feel her stretch around him, adjusting to his size.

Being inside of her felt unbelievable, and it was taking all his control not to dive all the way in and give them both the release they wanted.

But the last thing he wanted was to hurt her.

“Breathe, baby,” he murmured, gritting his teeth as he started thrusting. He needed her to relax because he could feel her tensing up. But damn, she felt incredible, especially with her moving with him, and he picked up speed. Driving a little harder and deeper into her.

“Oh yes, Lynix. Yes,” she said.

Her eyes met his, and it was so sexy to watch her biting down on her lower lip as their hips pumped in sync.

“It feels so good.” She moaned, and he could sense she was nearing another release as her moves grew jerkier and her hold on him tightened. Her eyes slammed closed. “Oh, my goodness. Oh my… I think… I think…”

“It’s okay, baby. Let go,” he crooned, knowing they’d be going another round after this one. No way once would be enough today. He’d waited too long for this. Too long to have her.

Seconds later, she screamed his name as she fell apart beneath him, but he couldn’t stop.

Her inner walls were snug around his shaft, feeling too damn good for him to hold on for much longer.

He went deeper and harder with each thrust until a spine-tingling orgasm rushed through him and pushed him over the edge of his control.

Lynix collapsed on top of her, careful not to put all his weight on her as their chests heaved and their breaths mingled. Dorian held him tightly while his face was buried against her neck.

Damn, that was amazing .

He kissed her cheek but stilled when he felt wetness on her face.

“Dee?” He lifted onto his elbow and stared down at her. “You’re crying. Shit, did I hurt you?”

“No.” She shook her head vigorously. “You didn’t hurt me at all.”

“Then baby, why are you crying?” He wiped her tears and kissed her again. “Talk to me.”

“For so long, I wondered if I’d ever love someone enough to give my body to them. I’ve wanted to, but it just never felt like it was time or the situation was right.

“I’m so glad I waited, and I’m glad I was able to share this experience with you. Thank you for making my first time special.”

Lynix leaned down and touched his mouth to hers. Kissing her slowly and savoring this special moment in their relationship.

When the kiss ended, he looked at her. A few tears hung on her lashes, and her eyes glittered with so much love as she met his gaze.

“Thank you for trusting me with something so precious,” he said as he caressed her cheek. “I love you, sweetheart. I love you so damn much, and every day going forward, I’m going to show you just how much.”

“You already have, and I love you too.”

“Are you sore?”

“A little,” she said shyly. “But I want to do that again.”

Lynix grinned. “Like I always say, whatever you want, sweetheart.”