Page 278 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. Two

As she gets more worked up, she starts moving against my face. Both her hands are clamped over her mouth now so she can try to keep her moans as contained as possible. Pride swirls through me. Even if we have to be quiet, I love that she’s struggling to keep it down.

The only warning I get that she’s coming is when she grabs a pillow and screams into it. Her back arches, and she bucks against my face. Her cries turn into whimpers as I lightly lick her clit. By the time she’s propping herself up on her elbows, she’s shaking and warm to the touch.

“Come here,” she says breathlessly.

I crawl on top of her and take her face between my hands. When I kiss her, her tongue slides against mine, and she moans. She tugs my shirt up my body with an urgency that has nothing to do with the fact that I have to leave soon. I shed the rest of my clothes quickly before settling in between her legs.

As I stroke my dick, I take her in. She’s panting, her lips are slightly swollen from kissing, and her eyes are locked on my hand’s movements.

I’m tempted to make her beg, but tonight is for showing her everything I can’t say. If one of us ends up begging, it’ll be me.

Slowly, I slide into her. My thumb finds Wren’s clit, and her eyes roll back into her head. I stay upright, fucking her with long, deep thrusts. As I do, I circle her clit gently.

“Oh my god,” she groans. She props herself up on her elbows so she can watch as I slide in and out of her. “Rhett, fuck.”

“Look how well you take me. It’s just like Ell said. We were made for each other.”

“We… we were,” she breathes out. She reaches out, her fingers lightly tracing down my chest and stomach. Her voice is thick with emotion as she says, “God, Rhett, I love you.”

Leaning down, I fuse my mouth to hers. She whimpers and grabs onto my arm as I press deeper into her.

“Harder,” she pants. “Please.”

Straightening again, I press tight circles to her clit and drive into her. Her eyes widen, and she comes again, throwing her head back.

I grab her throat. “Look at me, Wren.”

Her eyes snap to mine. She’s biting her lip, trying to stay quiet. Considering I haven’t let up, I’m not making it easy on her. She starts squirming, and her gaze drops to where my thumb is still rubbing her clit.

“Up here, sweetheart.”

“It’s too much. Rhett, I—ohhh,”she groans in relief when I let up.

“Look. at. me.”

She obeys, staring up at me with a dazed smile. When I lean over her, squeezing the sides of her neck, she opens her mouth, and I spit onto her tongue.

“Good girl,” I murmur, watching her swallow it before pushing her flat onto her back.

Her eyes slide closed, and she clings to me as I thrust into her. My forehead drops to hers, and I let myself close my eyes, too.

“Rhett,” she moans. “Rhett, oh my god.”

She feels so goddamn good. I’m not sure there’s anything that could make this better.

“I want to be on top,” she tells me. “Please?”

Fuck, I was wrong.

I slide into her one last time, capturing her mouth in a heated kiss before pulling out all the way. We switch so I’m on my back in the middle of the bed, and I run my hands over her thighs as she climbs on top of me.

Wren lowers herself onto my cock slowly. Her head drops back as she takes every inch of me beautifully. Watching her almost feels as good as being inside her.

“God,” she chokes out as she sits there for a second. Leaning forward, she places her hands on my shoulders and rolls her hips.

I thrust up into her, and satisfaction blooms in my chest at her breathless moan. We all fell so fast that I’m still not used to having her, but at the same time, her reactions feel so familiar. I crave them, just as I crave her. I’ll never get enough. How could I?

“Take my hands,” I tell her, and when she does, I intertwine our fingers. “Now ride me. I’m yours just as much as you’re mine, so take all of me.”