Sweet Recovery (Ex Ops Series Book 4) (8 page)

Moving them in and out in a steady pace, rubbing against her G-spot as I did, I kept working both areas until she was begging for more, moaning my name and “pleases” and “dear God, more.” I wasn’t God by any means, but I would always give her more. Everything, in fact.

I pulled back long enough to insert three fingers and stretch her more. It was still going to be a tight fit, but it would all be in pleasure by the time I was done.

As I worked her center until she was sobbing, slippery, and screaming my name again, I felt her walls pulse around my digits, rippling as she orgasmed all over my hand.

Pulling back, I grabbed the condom I had placed on the bed earlier, ripped it open, and rolled it down my throbbing length. Then I moved back up between her legs and grabbed the back of her neck, waiting until she opened her eyes to look at me.

“You with me, angel?”

She nodded and bit her bottom lip again nervously. However, I needed more from her to make sure she wouldn’t regret this later.

“Tell me now; yes or no? Do you want me inside of you? If you say no, I won’t push you further.”

Her breath hitched and she whispered, “Please, Lucas, I want you.”

“You want me?” I whispered back.

She shook her head, and my heart dropped to the floor in shock. Was she saying no now?

“I don’t want you; I
need
you.”

The faint words registered in my brain, and my body took over from there. Lining up against her opening, I eased inside of her until she was full of me.

Dropping my forehead to hers, I then whispered back, “I need you, too, angel. Always.”

While I kissed her almost savagely, I pulled myself out to the tip and plunged back into her heat. The feel of her so tightly around me was better than any fantasy I had ever had, and it took everything I had not to come right then and there.

I needed more of her.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, I continued to rock in and out of her, enjoying the way she grabbed my shoulders and dug her nails into the skin there. It was a slow rhythm, abandoning myself to the sensation of her surrounding me, losing myself to the feel and taste of her love.

Occasionally, she would raise her hips and thrust back, and I loved every second of it, because she was letting me know in every way she could that she was right there with me. Every thrust, every moan, every scratch was one more piece of evidence that I affected her as much as she engrossed me.

Then her muscles tightened all around my length, letting me know she was about to come again, and I picked up speed, making sure my pelvic bone tapped against her clit while I let my gaze bore into hers. I wanted to see the look in her eyes when she climaxed. I wanted to see her expression of satisfaction and pleasure before I felt my own.

Her head snapped back, and she screamed in release, but not before I saw the dazed and dreamy look that crossed over her face as she peaked again.

I couldn’t hold back as she tightened around me, so I abandoned myself to the pleasure of my own personal heaven and exploded inside her as I called out her name. My body shook from the release, and when I was done, I let my body go lax yet held myself up enough so I wouldn’t crush her, dropping my forehead back to hers and reveling in the smell of us.

It didn’t take me long to lose what little strength I had left and let myself fall to the side, rolling Ginny’s body until she was cradled in my arms, fast asleep.

It was the best moment of my life.

Chapter

5

Ginny

How long had we been lying in this bed?

I had no clue. My mind was lost in a dreamy haze, and there was the weirdest sensation that we had been here together for minutes when I knew it was more likely hours. What I did know was that I wouldn’t trade a single second I had spent in his arms. It was like being lost in time, this mythical black hole of happiness, and I never wanted to see the light again.

My head was lying on Lucas’s chest, directly over his heart, and the steady thud under my ear was like a lullaby. We were still naked, and for once in my life, I didn’t feel awkward or self-conscious about my body, even with the light sweep of his fingertips running from my shoulder slowly down to my hip and back up again. There was a silent reassurance in that touch. It was as light as butterfly wings, but the sensation felt like a hot brand, marking his territory.

Something inside of me wished he could brand me from head to toe with that possession. Why not? He had already owned my heart for as long as I could remember. And if he gave me a branding like that, I would have a physical reminder of our time together when I stepped out of his embrace and walked out that door.

I wanted the world to see how much this man meant to me, but what I wanted and what I could have were two totally different things.

Lucas was trailing his hand back up my body from my hip again, but this time, he didn’t stop at my shoulder. Instead, he continued up until his fingers tangled in my hair, gripping the strands gently and tipping my head back so that I was looking up at him. He was reclined against the pillows and headboard, giving me a clear view of his face. It looked serious, and I couldn’t help wondering what he was thinking about that gave him that look. It didn’t take long to find out.

“Do you have any idea how much I missed you, angel?” His voice was soft and sincere, sort of like the way a cat purred. Although, I didn’t think there was a person in the world who would mistake Lucas for a cat. He was more like a tiger, stalking me, waiting for the right moment to strike, hooking his claws into me and dragging me into his den.

I couldn’t find the words to answer his question, so I shook my head.

Leaning forward, he kissed my forehead before whispering his lips along my skin. “It felt like my world stopped spinning.”

Confused, I pulled back and looked at him again.

He reached up with both hands and cupped my cheeks. “You disappeared, and I thought I lost everything. I didn’t feel the warmth of the sun on my skin in the desert. I couldn’t see the green of the jungles. No fire would warm me. Food had no taste. Hell, it felt like I couldn’t even pull a full breath into my lungs. You know why?”

Choked with more emotion than I thought was possible, my throat closed up. Therefore, when I tried to say the word no, nothing came out. It didn’t seem to matter, though, because he read my lips.

The side of his mouth tipped up in a sad smile. He ran one of his thumbs over my lips and then said the words that would ruin me for life.

“Nothing compares to you.”

Tears stung my eyes, and I sucked in a startled breath at his words. I opened my mouth to say … something, but nothing came out. What could I say? I feel the same?

I did. But I couldn’t. Only, Lucas didn’t know that. He couldn’t comprehend that he could stick his claws into me, pulling me to him, but eventually, I would have to unhook those claws and walk back to a much more dangerous monster than the man in front of me could ever be.

So what was I going to do? Be selfish, just for a little while.

I was going to soak up every second I had with this man because, even though I couldn’t tell him, I felt the exact same way. Nothing compared to Lucas, and nothing or no one ever would.

He must have taken my silence for reluctance, because he gripped the back of my head again to hold me in place as he broke down and pleaded with me.

“You have to believe me, Gin. I know it sounds crazy, but I mean it. For me, it’s always been you, even when I was too blind to see it.”

The unshed tears that had been building up finally spilled over, running down my cheeks. He wiped them away.

“I’m so sorry for hurting you the way I did, angel. I’ll say it every day for the rest of our lives if you want me to, but what I don’t want is to live a life without you in it.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. He had to stop. If I let him keep going, I would break down and tell him everything, beg him to take me away from all of my problems and keep me with him. As much as I wanted that, I couldn’t have it. I wouldn’t leave my mother behind. She might love my father, but I wouldn’t trust him to keep her safe if my life depended on it, or Lucas’s for that matter.

Close to bursting with words that couldn’t be spoken, I did the only thing I could think of to shut him up. I kissed him.

It took him by surprise, but it didn’t take him long to respond, kissing me back hungrily. That was okay. It was exactly what I needed. I couldn’t give him the three words he wanted, but I could show him how I felt.

Deepening the kiss, stroking my tongue against his, I savored the taste and warmth of him. Then I pulled myself up to straddle his hips, and I continued dancing my tongue with his while bracing my hands on the rails of the headboard behind him.

Lucas moved his hands from my face until one was fisted in my hair and the other was cupping my neck, his thumb sweeping over my pulse point.

My core was now lined up with his hard cock, and I started gyrating my hips to rub myself up and down his length. He moaned into my mouth before taking his hand out of my hair and grabbing my ass, trying to control my movements. That thumb that had been lazily moving across my throat stopped and tightened in a hold that didn’t cut off my air flow, but collared me to him, nonetheless.

The move shocked me into stopping on a gasp, and I pulled away as far as his hand would let me, then looked at him uncertainly.

“This moment is almost perfect, angel, but something is missing. Do you know what it is?” When he spoke, his purr was gone; now it was a dark rumble.

My mind was racing, but I couldn’t seem to think straight.

“No,” I whispered back.

He swept the rough, callused skin of his thumb over the fragile skin of my neck again before he moved his hand, holding the front of my throat in his grasp. “My necklace. It belongs on your neck, hugging that pretty throat, so it can show everyone who speaks to you that you belong to someone. This moment would be perfect if you were wearing it now, sitting on top of my lap so prettily while you silently begged for my touch with your body.”

Lucas

Ginny gasped as if my words were scandalous, and I wanted to laugh at the innocent look she wore. If she thought that was forward, my angel would probably turn red from head to toe when I whispered in her ear later how I wanted to fuck her in every hole so there was no place on her body that I hadn’t touched.

I had made love to her the first time, needing her to see that this was more than physical for me. It was everything. It was slowly sliding myself into her physically and emotionally, hopefully tying her to me for the rest of our lives. Now, though … Now I felt the need to show her I owned her as much as she owned me. Completely.

Sitting up from my reclining position, I moved both hands down to her luscious ass, grasping it tightly as I swung my legs and placed my feet on the floor.

After I made sure I had my angel safely attached to me, I stood, eliciting another gasp from her at the movement. She clutched my back as if she were afraid I might drop her, but I didn’t complain, because the sting of her nails felt too damn good.

My hard cock was sliding up and down the lips of her sex with every step I took, making me want nothing more than to slide into her, but I was on a mission and couldn’t stop now.

Walking across the small room, I didn’t stop until I was standing in front of the long dresser that sat next to the closet with sliding doors covered in mirrors. I placed her on the dresser then nipped her bottom lip with my teeth. She hissed at the slight pain, but then attacked my mouth, feeding me her sweetness. She was about to feed me a whole lot more; she just didn’t know it.

After sliding her off the dresser until her feet touched the floor, I finally pulled my mouth off hers. “Think I need to show you how it would look if the proof of my love was wrapped around your neck while I fucked you, baby.”

She looked bewildered, but I didn’t give her time to ask me any questions.

Grabbing her shoulder, I turned her around until she faced the mirror with me standing behind her. With her reflection and backside in front of me, I could see every delicious inch of her.

Taking hold of her hands, I positioned them on the glass, hands above her head, shoulder-width apart. Sliding my hands down to her hips, I then pushed her legs apart with my foot so she was spread out in front of me, vulnerable. If only she knew I was just as vulnerable to her emotionally as she was to me physically right now, she might understand how much I loved her.

Dropping my chin to her shoulder, I stared at her through the mirror, loving her wide, uncertain eyes as I moved my hands across her skin, stroking down her belly to her thighs then reaching up to cup both of her breasts.

Her mouth dropped open on an exhale as her ass popped out and rubbed against my dick. I tweaked her nipples with my fingers and thumbs, loving the way she bucked against me and moaned.

Then I moved my hands to where they really wanted to be. One wrapped around the front of her throat where my necklace should be while the other smoothed down her waist so I could slip two fingers inside of her.

Her warm walls tightened around me, welcoming me into their depths. I couldn’t resist the urge to move them in and out of her, deliberately unhurried so she would feel every slow glide.

Ginny arched up on her toes as I scissored my fingers inside of her while rubbing her clit with my thumb. When I felt my fingers completely coated in her cream, I pulled them out and brought them to my lips from the front of her so she could see my every move and placed them in my mouth, licking and sucking them clean.

My angel pulled in a lungful of air at the sight and said one of the sweetest sounding words I had ever heard. “Please.”

I liked her begging for my touch, but what I liked more was the feel of her around me, so I slipped my fingers back into her and started rocking them in and out of her core.

Her slick heat started to pulse around me, and I knew it wouldn’t take long before she orgasmed. This time, I wanted her to do it with me inside of her, stretching and filling her as completely as I could.