I wanted to hesitate. I wanted to take a moment of pause to think about this, to really think about what I was getting myself into.
But I didn’t. I just nodded, quick and helpless.
He stood up with me in a burst, claiming my mouth again as he walked with me….
Not to my bedroom but toward the sliding glass door on the other side of the lanai.
I dimly registered that he was taking me into the bedroom I’d only caught glimpses of while begging on my knees. Then, placing me gently on the bed I never thought I’d see.
But before I could fully take this all in, he gave me another sight to devour. All the moisture from our wet kiss left my mouth when he started to undress.
I gobble up the sight of that half torso of tattoos layered over lean muscle, and below that…his erection long, rigid, and already dripping pre-cum.
He looked down at it and fisted a hand over it like a promise. Then he looked back up at me. “You like how hard you make me? That I haven’t been with anyone else since I laid eyes on you. Nod.”
My mouth dropped open. Was he serious about not having slept with anyone else since that first night in the VIP Champagne Room? I mean, I haven’t been with anyone else either, but I was me, and he was…the memory of his Valentine’s date floated back to me. The way she said, “Han Zhiwei,” like he really was a Fae King—one known throughout the land.
“I said nod, Jasmine,” he repeated, cutting into the memory.
I realized belatedly that he wanted me—no, he was commanding me to nod in agreement.
So I did, though I was still finding it hard to believe.
“I kept myself clean for you. And you did the same thing for me, even though neither of us knew we were doing it. So that we could be together like this, but this is the one decision you have to make. The one you can’t give me.”
It took a few dazed moments for me to get what he was saying. He was telling me that we were clean, asking if we could do this without a condom.
I licked my lips. They were so dry. But I nodded. Oh God…I nodded.
He came over and ran a thumb over the bottom lip I’d just wetted. I could smell me. I could smell me on his hand.
“I like the way you licked your lips before your nod,” he decreed. “When you take my cock, you’ll do that again.”
He didn’t tell me to nod this time, and his words felt like a dark promise.
But he kept his word after that. The condom was the last decision I had to make.
He stripped me out of my clothes, his intense almost-black eyes eating me alive as he did. Then he covered me like a storm cloud, heavy and crackling with energy.
For a moment, he just lay there, smoothing back the curls that had fallen out of my ponytail and holding my gaze.
It was such an intense moment. I didn’t know what to do with myself. What to do with him.
But no decisions.
“She’s ready for me. I’m going to feed her. Nod.”
I did as he commanded, even though I wasn’t sure. I mean, how could I be—
He fed me his entire cock in one deliberate push, ending all of my thoughts. And I discovered he was right.
My head fell back, and my neck arched on a moan. It felt so good….it felt so good to have him inside of me. I squeezed around him, welcoming him home.
His almost-black eyes continued to burn into mine as he began to move on top of me. “Tell me when I find it,” he said before finally releasing my gaze and burying his nose in my neck.
Find what? I began to wonder—only to cut off when his mouth pressed into that place on my neck, right underneath my ear. And licked. A lightning bolt of pleasure zapped from that spot all the way to my pussy. I cried out, wondering if this was the “it” he’d been talking about.
No, it wasn’t. I found that out when he withdrew from me and pushed in again at a new angle. Deep, so deep, he found it…the spot I’d never been able to reach with my fingers. The spot I’d begun to think was a myth after two years of not finding it with Brad.
I choked, then cried out, then clawed at Han’s shoulders.
“I found it. Nod,” he said somewhere beyond the pleasure.
I nodded, thrashing my head against my pillow. I couldn’t take it. I wanted more. I couldn’t take it. I wanted…I needed…
I came unhinged, slapping at his shoulders, even as my legs crossed around his waist, locking him in because I never wanted him to leave.
