Page 144 of Rags's Awakening
“I can feel how wet you are, baby,” he said, his mouth moving over her skin, kissing, biting, sucking.
“Lower,” she breathed. “Or I’m going to have to wear a scarf for a week.” She tried to guide him down, but he caught her wrist.
“I want to mark you. I want every man to know you’re mine and to back the fuck off.”
She laughed softly. “Are you going caveman on me?”
“You know it. You’re mine, darlin’.”
She traced her finger over his shoulders, down his back, then flicked his nipple before pressing her hips against his.
His breath hitched. “Fuck, woman.”
He crushed his mouth to hers, his hands tightening on her breasts as heat surged between them. Their tongues tangled, slid over teeth, lips, each other. She grabbed his hand and guided it between her thighs.
“You want this fast, baby? Don’t want to linger?” A wicked smile curled up his lips.
“I need you,” she breathed.
“Case.” He scorched a path down her stomach.
She threaded her fingers through his thick hair. “No,” she whispered, “I want you inside me.”
“In time,” he said, his hand sliding lower.
Slow. Too slow.
“Rags,” she whimpered.
“Relax and let me take care of you, baby.”
His finger slipped into her wetness and circled her aching nub. On the third pass, he lowered his head and stroked hersweet spot with the tip of his tongue. She exploded. Pleasure tore through her in waves, stealing her breath as she clutched at him.
When she opened her eyes, his were watching her, amused. “I didn’t mean to come so fast,” she mumbled.
He leaned in, kissing her softly. “I liked watching you lose it.”
She rolled her eyes. “Great. Now you have another reason to be cocky.” She lightly punched his arm.
He shook his head, a smiled playing on his lips. “You’re beautiful, Case. So sexy, real, and…” His voice faded, and he looked away.
“And?” she asked, touching his face.
“And everything,” he said in a low voice.
He pulled up, lifting her legs over his shoulders, then drove into her. Casey gasped, clinging to him as he moved harder and deeper, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, the heat building fast between them.
“Case,” he growled.
Her moans mixed with his grunts as they moved faster, deeper.
And then pulsing pleasure surged again, crashing through her. And a second later, he followed, his body tensing as he shuddered his release deep within her.
He collapsed against her, breathing hard. She ran her hands over his back and through his hair. They stayed like that for a long while, then Rags rolled off, cradling her in the crook of his arm. She glanced up, and he swept her hair out of her face then combed his fingers through it. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks before pressing his lips tenderly on hers. She settled into him and exhaled.
“What have you done to me, Case?” he murmured, his fingertips gliding up and down her arm.
“The same thing you’ve done to me,” she said. A flicker of something deeper stirred, but she pushed it aside.
