Page 29 of Take This Heart (Windy Harbor #1)

She looks over her shoulder, her smile seductive now. She knows the power her body holds over me already, I can tell. I want her to. Her eyes widen and she gasps when she looks down, which makes me swell even bigger.

“Milo.” She keeps staring at my cock and when her eyes finally meet mine, I’m smirking because fuck, it’s a good one.

I reach out and cup her ass, stepping closer until my chest is against her back. She’s still wearing heels, so my dick fits between her cheeks. Her head falls back when my hands move to her tits, running my fingers over her peaked nipples. I bend down and nuzzle her neck.

“You’re all I’ve thought about since we met. There’s been no one else,” I say gruffly.

“There’s no one else for me either, Milo,” she says.

“Those are the best words I’ve ever heard.”

She turns in my arms and runs her thumb over my tip, and I swear, I almost lose it.

“This is beautiful, but how do I get it off?” I ask, my fingers skimming under the lace.

She smiles and undoes the two ties on the sides and one at her neck, and the whole thing drops to the ground.

My mouth waters when I see her.

We take a moment to look at each other, really look at each other, and I love every single inch I see.

“Speechless,” I say.

She nods. “Me too.” Her eyes scan over me again from head to toe and she swallows hard. “You are something,” she finally says. “Something I don’t think I can stop staring at.”

“Good, because I don’t want either of us to wear clothes all night long.”

She laughs and her mouth quirks to the side when she looks at me. Like she’s trying to hold back a huge smile. I know the feeling.

“I’ve never seen a body so perfect,” she says.

“Take a look in the mirror and you will. Come here.”

I tug her closer. Her hands span across my chest and lower until they’re squeezing my cheeks. She looks up at me and grins.

“Wow,” she says.

I slide my hand between her legs, smiling when I feel how wet she is, and I dip a finger inside for a second before bringing it out, only to glide over her sweet spot and dip inside again.

I do that until she’s squirming and I add another finger, my thumb doing tiny circles where she wants.

I take my time, watching every reaction, and loving every second.

I can feel it when she’s close and I don’t stop.

“Take it, Goldie. Take all you want.”

Her head falls back and she cries out, her eyes squeezing shut as she comes. It’s a sight to behold. When I slowly pull my fingers out of her, she lowers her head to my chest and takes a deep breath.

“Who knew you’d be such a giver?” she says.

I lift her and toss her on the bed and she’s still laughing when I crawl over her.

“I need more of your sassy strawberry mouth,” I say, kissing her.

I kiss her until she’s greedy for me, her hands roaming all over me. I feel drunk on her. I grab a condom and roll it on as she watches, her chest rising and falling fast. When I lower my body onto hers, we both gasp. I look at her and her hands cradle my face, her thumbs stroking my jaw.

“Hi,” she whispers.

I rest my forehead against hers. “Hi.”

My first dip inside is slow, but there is an immediate spark.

“Oh,” she says.

“I want to kiss you and I don’t want to stop looking at you,” I tell her.

“Let’s do this all night. Please.” She bites her lip when I go deeper.

“Is this okay? We can go slow.”

She nods. “We’re just beginning and I never want to stop.”

My dick jerks at those words and I go a little deeper.

“Breathe,” I say.

She does and relaxes a little more around me, allowing me deeper.

I lean down and kiss her, getting lost in her kisses, in how good this feels, until I’m all the way inside. We both moan when I get there.

“I’m so full,” she says. “And it’s so, so good.”

She arches into me, and we begin to move.

It’s a torturous, slow pace, our eyes locked on each other.

When I start to slide out slowly and then fill her up, I feel her clench around me each time.

It’s too good. I won’t be able to last as long as I want to.

The pace builds. I kiss her cheek, the corner of her mouth, her neck.

Her nails scrape my back in a way that makes me curse as I bury my face into her neck.

And then when I don’t think I can take it another second, I lift up so I can watch her as I start a relentless rhythm.

Her mouth falls open and her tits bounce as I thrust and thrust, again and again.

She whispers my name and then says it louder. “Don’t stop,” she cries.

I thrust deeper, loving the way her body responds to mine, like every part of us is in tune with each other. When she comes again, pulsing around me, I groan her name and follow, feeling like I might pass out with how hard I come.

For a moment, neither of us moves. Our breathing is synced as we stare at each other.

I lean down to my forearms and smooth her hair away, and then I kiss her, soft and sweet.

When I shift onto my side, I take her with me and we lie there, facing each other.

Her fingers trace over my chest, and I play with her hair.

“Was that as amazing for you as it was for me?” I finally ask.

“I don’t know. Was it a completely euphoric experience, unlike any other you’ve ever had?”

A smile breaks across my face. “That describes it perfectly.”