SWNOVELS Whose Bed Have Your Claws Been Under: Chapter 22
Paige’s fingers teased the nape of my neck as we climbed the stairs.
I carried her easily, but my heart was on fire. Finally, after all these years and lost dreams, we would be together. What we’d done so far would pale in comparison to what we were about to do.
We stopped outside her door, and she gave me a shy smile. When we’d left to watch the fireworks, our bodies had still been aflame.
“Take me inside, Darrow,” she said softly, the heady gleam in her eyes telling me she wanted me.
What had I done to deserve such perfection?
I nodded and entered her room.
Someone had come while we were gone and drained the tub, though they’d left the candles burning and replenished the tray. The ice cream had long since melted, but in its place, they’d left chocolate covered strawberries.
I lowered Paige to her feet. She strolled to the tray while I shut and locked the door, then returned with a berry she fed me.
“I note chocolate,” she said in a heady voice.
“It tastes wonderful, but not as good as you, love.” Did she mind that I called her that? From the widening of her smile, I’d say no.
Paige put her arms around me, nuzzling my chest.
“I want you.” Emotion filled my voice, making it come out hoarser than I liked. My thick bands of hair, so startling at first but now welcome because they were a part of me, coiled out, stroking her cheek.
She stepped back and, with an eager grin, tugged off her sweater. Her shirt. She shimmied out of her pants and underwear. Straightening, she watched me.
Heal coiled along my bones, scorching me wherever it touched.
I ripped away my clothing, not caring if they tore.
The room was silent as my eyes searched her body. I loved the lush curve of her hips, her ass, and her generous breasts. She was my beautiful angel, and I wanted to devour her. I wanted to make her feel good in every way that I could. I wanted to show her pleasure like she’d never experienced before. My heart thrummed with anticipation and a desire to make her happy.
Without a word, I reached out and touched her cheek. I cupped it in my palm and caressed her skin with my thumb, feeling her warmth. My cock stiffened as I continued to look into her eyes, falling deeper and deeper into her gaze.
My other hand slowly moved to her neck. I tugged her closer, gliding the back of my fingers down her body, feeling her curves and dips, wanting nothing more than to feel her entire body. She watched my face, her fingers stroking my chest, moving down to my cock.
She trembled as my fingers lightly caressed her.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips against hers, feeling them part and invite me in. She ran her hands along my cock with broad strokes, setting me aflame.
I kissed her jaw and down her chest, pausing to suck on each of her nipples. She pressed her chest forward, her head falling back and her moan echoing around us.
I flicked her nipples with my tongue, and her moans grew louder.
My fingers moved down her body, and I gently eased them between her legs.
She spread her thighs, quivering as I stroked her clit and pushed my fingers inside her.
My cock was a steel rod banging against my abs. I couldn’t wait much longer.
With a heady groan, she arched toward me. I kissed my way across her rounded belly and spread her legs. When I licked her and focused my attention on her clit, she whimpered. Her fingers clutched my hair that coiled around her wrists.
I stabbed my tongue inside her along with my fingers, and she thrust toward me, holding my hair tight.
When her gasps grew more urgent, I stood and lifted her up, pressing her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around me as I centered my cock at her core.
One thrust, and I impaled myself inside her welcoming heat.