Page 34 of Rear View

Xavier

Everywhere. Touch her everywhere . Fuck me. The woman had no idea what those words did to me or my cock.

The trek from the pub to our room was the longest five goddamn minutes of my life. If I could have, I’d have taken her right there on the bar. But the only eyes on my girl would be mine.

I was a calm guy. It’s what I did. Was a critical part of my job. But I’d never concentrated on anything as much as when I pulled that key card from my pocket to open our door. The light flashed green. I dropped the handle, and swung it wide, then held it for Ryah.

And when we crossed that threshold, I whipped it shut, then closed in.

My arms shot out, caging her against the wall.

My chest rose on a ragged inhale as I set my forehead to hers.

Her small fingers gripped my collar, that cinnamon scent filling me as I dipped to the side and pressed my mouth to her temple, her cheek, her jaw.

My tongue flicked out, tasting her neck, and she arched back, giving me access.

Her arms snaked around my waist and down to my ass, tugging me tight to her. My rock-hard cock strained against my jeans and pushed into her stomach. And god damn , if it didn’t feel good.

I rolled my shoulders. She wasn’t acting drunk, but she’d still had two, promptin’ my next question. “You sure ’bout this?”

The desperate smile in those copper eyes did shit to me. “I’m sure.”

“You’re in control, Ryah. Just tell me what you want and it’s yours.”

She pressed into me before she begged, “Take me to bed.”

Growling, I ducked low, grabbed the back of her legs and banded them around me as I did what she said. Lowering her to the edge of the mattress, I kissed her hard.

She moaned, her hands twisting in my hoodie to hold me there. My heart jackhammered against my ribs. I was the lucky prick that got to touch her. Kiss her. Taste her.

I nipped her lip and pulled back. The grin I gave her when I grazed a knuckle up her thigh was a goddamn vow. “Lay back.”

She did.

Torquing her dress around a hand, I hiked it high until the edge of her pink panties peeked out. My eyes found hers. “You wear these for me?”

She blushed a wicked shade of absolutely fuckable as she offered me a coy smile. “Yes.”

“That’s my girl.” I crouched before her, took the fabric and her folds between my fingers, then pinched, not hard, but enough to get her attention.

She gasped and her head fell back.

“Watch me, Ryah.”

Those pretty eyes lifted and crashed with mine.

I settled my knees on the floor, skimmed my touch up and drew those panties down. Taking her right ankle, I kissed the inside of her calf, darting my tongue out before I hooked the leg over my shoulder, then did the same with her left.

“No one else sees you like this but me.”

She smiled.

“Tell me, darlin’.”

Her heel raked my back as she promised, “No one but you.”

Christ. I fought not to stroke my shaft at the sight of her like that. Perfect. And wet. All for me.

Lowering, I set my mouth to her slit, and she cried out. One hand dived into my hair while she rolled her hips, grinding her pussy against my tongue. She panted, flushed, sweat dusting her skin. I sucked her clit, then took it between my teeth.

She hissed and those desperate eyes held on mine, pleadin’ for more.

I groaned while precum leaked from the tip of my throbbing cock. Pulling a hand free, I trailed a finger along her center, then inched it in to the first knuckle. She arched her back off the bed.

“You like me inside of you?”

“Yes. God, yes .”

There was something in her words, the way her body coiled. Not at the question, but my voice, like she enjoyed the sound of it. Enjoyed the play.

My brow cocked in question. “You like when I talk like this?”

A needy nod. So goddamn needy.

I grinned, all ego and pride when I slid my finger in to the second knuckle, then retreated.

She whimpered.

“You want more?”

“More,” she said, her voice low and desperate.

I sucked her clit again and sank my finger all the way in. Those velvety walls closed around me, and my cock twitched. Fuck, she felt good. I slipped a second finger in.

“Xavier,” she breathed.

“That’s it, darlin’. Take it all.”

Her hips rolled faster as she ground into me, her pants frantic. Her eyes creased as her orgasm barreled forward. “Oh, God!”

“Come undone for me, now,” I ordered, eager to see it. To know I’d brought her to that edge. Been the cause of those cries.

And like the good fuckin’ girl she was, she listened.

She thrust up, body kicking off when she came. Her skin turned slick, her eyes crushing closed while those perfect lips parted, and she called my name.

My goddamn name. I was gonna come just from the sound of it.

I worked her hard and she rode that wave until her body relaxed, and she sagged against the rumpled blankets. Slowly, she caught her breath. Her eyes found mine and the smirk I offered was cocky as shit, and only got cockier when I raised my fingers to my mouth and sucked them dry.

There was that blush again. I fuckin’ lived for it.

She bit her lip. “Thank you.”

Rising, I lifted her legs one at a time, then slid her panties back into place. “My fuckin’ pleasure.”

She sat up and reached for my belt, a coy smile taking her face. “Your turn.”

I gripped her wrists, stopping her. “Nah, dream girl. Not tonight.”

That bottom lip stuck out. “Why not?”

I took it between my teeth, then released. “That ain’t why I did this, yeah. I wanted to give my girl what she needed.”

She tugged the front of my shirt. “And what about what you need?”

I wanted it—wanted all of her—real goddamn bad, but I wasn’t about to risk messing things up by going too far too fast. Not with her. Dragging her hips to the edge of the bed, I angled in and kissed the line of her jaw. “You’re what I need, Ryah.”

Her smile was electric before she nuzzled her nose into my neck, then sighed, long and slow and so damn content. “I like you, Xavier. A lot.”

My fingers flexed, digging into her waist ’cause that was music to my ears. “Say that a little louder, darlin’.”

She chuckled. “You heard me.”

“Damn right I did, but that shit’s good for my ego.” I pulled back, took her face in my hand, then pinned her with my taunting gaze. “Now, say it again.”

She rolled her lips around her teeth and bit down to fight her grin.

Silence.

I cocked a brow in challenge. “No?” My palms landed on her ribs and tracked up when I repeated, “No?” I shook my head slowly, then clicked my tongue. “You gonna play me like that?”

Her chest shook from her contained laughter.

“If that’s how it is, then.” Snapping my hands under her arms, I jerked her into the air. She shrieked when she flew up as I lifted her above my head.

“Put me down,” she said through a fit of laughter that weakened her demand.

“Nah.” I dipped my head to the side, pretending to see up her skirt. “I’m kinda likin’ this view.”

Her laughs morphed to giggles, and she wriggled in my grasp.

“Ain’t no escapin’ me.” I dragged my teeth over her thigh. “Not until you say it again.”

Her words came out through a squeal when she repeated, “I said I like you a lot.”

I launched her onto the mattress, where she bounced onto her side. “Damn right you did,” I said, tapping her ass.

She straightened her dress as she faced me and tsked . “So greedy.”

Setting a knee down, I crawled up the bed and ranged over her. “I’m greedy for everything you got. All of it. You’re mine now.” I hovered my mouth against hers when I said, “I’m keepin’ you, dream girl.”