Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 63763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“We can see how many orgasms it takes to soften you up.”
“This is a plan I can agree to.” I twined my arms around his neck and let out a little squeal when he took advantage of my position to sweep me off my feet.
I held on tight while he carried me to the bedroom, and I didn’t let go when he laid me on the mattress. Tugging him down, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he settled between my thighs. The residual heat from the argument still simmered under my skin, but the way he looked at me made it shift into something else entirely.
“You still pissed at me?”
“A little,” I admitted.
“Then let me fix it.”
“I’m not sure how many orgasms it’s going to take,” I warned.
“You say it like making you come is a hardship.” His hands slid under my shirt, tracing my ribs on the way up to cup my breasts. “Nothing I like better.”
I sighed and arched into his touch. “Then show me.”
The heat between us grew as we stripped each other without rushing. When I was bare beneath him, Corbin looked down at me, his eyes darkening with hunger.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Even when you’re furious with me.”
“You earned it.”
“I know.” He brushed his mouth over mine. “Won’t happen again. But I’m still going to protect you the way I see fit, Bex. That part isn’t negotiable.”
I searched his face, not surprised by the unyielding edge I found. “I know, and I can live with that as long as you keep talking to me.”
“I will.”
He captured my mouth in another deep kiss before trailing his mouth down my neck and over my collarbone. When he took one nipple into his mouth, I moaned and slid my fingers into his hair. “That’s a good start to making it up to me.”
“I’m just getting started, baby.”
He gave the other the same attention before kissing his way lower, finally settling between my thighs. “Already wet for me. Even after yelling at me.”
“Want me to do it again?” I muttered, narrowing my eyes.
“Nope, I’m more interested in hearing you scream my name.”
Then his mouth was on me, his tongue hungrily stroking into my pussy while he thrummed my clit with his fingers. It wasn’t long before he got what he wanted.
“Yes! Corbin!” I cried, my hips lifting to meet the thrusts of his tongue while he ate me through my release.
But he didn’t stop there, sliding a finger inside and curling exactly where it drove me wild. I rocked against him, my breath breaking into short pants as he quickly drove me to the peak again.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me again.”
He added another finger and sucked on my clit until I flew apart a second time, my back arching off the bed. Then he kissed his way back up my body and settled over me, guiding his dick to my entrance.
“You forgive me yet?”
After two mind-blowing orgasms, I definitely had. But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t use the situation to egg him on and see what happened. “I’m not sure. You should try to convince me more.”
“Sure seemed like you did when you were screaming my name.” He grinned down at me. “Twice.”
“Don’t be cocky.”
“But isn’t that what you want? My cock?”
My soft laugh turned into a moan as he pushed in slowly, his eyes locked on mine the entire time. When he was fully seated, he growled, “So fucking perfect. Every damn time.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist and clenched around him on purpose.
“Start moving,” I urged, my nails digging into his shoulders.
His hips jerked back and snapped forward, setting a hard and fast rhythm. I met every thrust, the last of the argument burning away under the heat of our passion.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunted. “Take what I give you. Let me feel you come on my cock.”
The dirty command and relentless pace shoved me over the edge again. I shattered around him with a broken cry. Corbin followed, burying himself deep as he came with a rough groan of my name.
He kept most of his weight off me but didn’t pull out, resting his forehead against mine while our breathing slowed.
Eventually he lifted his head enough to meet my eyes. “We good?”
I reached up and traced the line of his jaw. “Yeah, we’re better than good.”
The tension from earlier was gone…and I found myself kind of looking forward to the next time we argued because I knew exactly how I wanted it to end.
20
CIPHER
The morning settled quietly over the backcountry, sunlight warming the windows while Bex studied at the section of the long table she had taken over. Pink, blue, and yellow notes spread across the dark wood in bright clusters beside neatly stacked textbooks, making her end of the study look alive against the order I had maintained for years. The contrast should have distracted me, but I’d discovered I liked seeing proof of her in every room almost as much as I liked waking with her body tangled around mine.