Page 40 of Caught Up In You (Indigo Royal Resort)
“Cullen,” she whispered, all breathy.
“I’m here, Menina,” he whispered in return.
She wasn’t sure she really had anything she needed to say in the moment, she just wanted to say his name. To know that he was fully in this moment with her. And he was. His response was perfect, and she could feel her heart soften even more. She knew she should at least try to stop it, but right now, in his arms, she just didn’t care.
“I need to be inside you, Menina,” he said, pulling back just a little, looking her in the eye. “Do you want me to grab a condom?”
His eyes showed so much emotion it was hard for Leona to even begin to process it. She saw the desire and lust in there, but behind those was something else—respect. Even though they’d cleared the air last night in the shower after his moment of not thinking, he was taking the time to check to see if she was still okay with proceeding this way. She could tell that he meant it too. That if she said yes, he would hop out of bed and go find one.
“No,” she answered, maintaining the focused eye contact. The emotion in his eyes held strong, and she hoped hers returned the sentiment. “I trust you.”
Kissing her nose lightly, he sighed. “I trust you too.”
Hearing Leona say those words was music to his ears. Might even rank as one of the best things that he’d ever heard. For a long time he thought nothing would ever top hearing “you’re our new lead striker, son” come from his manager’s mouth, but in this moment, he was thinking “I trust you” might just outrank it.
Three little words. He’d heard teammates talk for years about how three little words could change your entire world and bring you to your knees. The thought had never occurred to him that these would be those three little words. Or maybe this was just the first tier and those other three would throw him for a loop later. Not that he was going to allow himself to think about that now. Right now he was focused on one thing and one thing only—being inside her and hearing his name fall from her lips again. Okay, so maybe there were two things.
Wanting to drag this out and make it last as long as possible, he held on to her arms and rolled over, so now she was on
top of him. As much as he wanted to fuck her hard, driving himself into her and hearing her scream as she fell apart like she just did, he knew that if he did that he wouldn’t last very long. He wanted her too badly. He’d done enough treating her like some bird he’d picked up in a club. It was time to start treating her like the goddess he viewed her as.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he said, drinking in her body as she straddled him.
She leaned down and kissed him, and he wondered if she could taste herself on his lips. Going down on a woman wasn’t something he did very often, not because he didn’t enjoy it, but because he viewed it as something too intimate for the casualness of most of his encounters. The few women who had experienced him in such a way had always sung his praises, and he loved knowing that his tongue held the power to make a woman come undone like that, but for whatever reason, it was still an act that was on another level for him. Capturing her by the back of the neck, he pulled her in close, deepening the kiss and massaging her tongue with his. The little moan she let out let him know she enjoyed his kisses just as much as he did hers. He could kiss this girl for forever if she’d let him.
Keeping her lips locked on his, he reached down and lifted her hips up, positioning her at the tip of his cock. He held her there for a moment, teasing her entrance with just the tip, the same way he’d teased it with his finger moments ago. She pulled away from his kiss and gasped, her eyes rolling back slightly behind her shuttering eyelids.
“You like that, huh, Menina?”
“Uh-huh,” she squeaked out, too lost in her bliss to form a real word.
“I love how responsive your body is to me. But especially your pussy,” he said in a low tone. “It was like your pussy was specially made for my cock.”
As he finished his sentence, he lowered her down slowly, fully filling her. He felt the insides of her clench and seize as he did so, causing her to rock back and forth, letting out whimpers and moans. Her muscles hugged his cock, almost as if she were…coming.
“Fuck, Cullen!” she shouted, just as surprised by her body’s reaction as he was. She fell forward, gripping his upper arms as she bucked and shook from the pleasure seizing her body.
“Well, Menina, if I knew that was all it took…” he said slyly, when her convulsing slowed down.
She rolled her eyes playfully as she caught her breath and pushed herself back up off his chest. “I’ve…I’ve never had that happen before,” she said, starting to blush.
“Oh, no no, baby,” he said, cupping her face in his hands. “Don’t you dare be embarrassed by coming. That was the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen.”
The blush crept up her face faster now, but he could tell this time it was due to how much she liked his words rather than her being worried about what had happened. He started to slowly roll his hips underneath her, while she did the same, the two of them easily finding a rhythm. Everything about her felt so good, from the feel of her around his cock, to her thighs hugging his. After a moment, she slowed her hip swivel and adjusted to moving up and down, almost coming all the way off him, only to lower herself back down his shaft. She looked stunning, her breasts bouncing up and down, her blonde hair swaying with her body. Her body was slowly milking him for all he was worth, but he needed more.
“You feel so bloody good, Menina, but I need to fuck you,” he growled.
He grabbed her hips and flipped them over, without ever losing the contact between them. Now towering over her, he could see the lust in her eyes and knew that she wanted this just as badly as he did. In one fluid motion, he pulled almost all the way out and then immediately slammed back into her. She grunted and bit her bottom lip as he thrust into her. If not for the look in her eyes telling him to continue, he would have worried he’d hurt her. But she was hungry for him.
Finding a new, faster rhythm, he continued to thrust in and out of her, hard, giving it all he could. He could feel the start of his own orgasm forming, building down deep in him. When Leona suddenly grabbed him by the forearms and dug her nails into him, screaming his name at the top of her lungs, it set him off like a rocket. His climax burst through him like a wrecking ball, until he was nothing but a limp pile of muscle.
Collapsing on the bed half on top of her, half off, trying not to crush her little body, he exhaled loudly. The only sound that filled the room was their loud, labored breathing as they both tried to catch their breath.
Cullen wanted to say so much to her, but he couldn’t actually find any of the words that would fit. There was something different about what they just did, and not because of how out of this world it was. Is this what confiding in someone did, added in emotions and turned what had always just been a physical release into something more? The question was on the tip of his tongue, but he thought better than to ask. She said she was in this, that she was interested, willing to get to know him, the real him. But that didn’t mean she needed to be reminded of his past and how whatever this was, it wasn’t something he’d done before.
Rolling fully onto his side, he tried to roll her over too, to pull her in close. He wanted to feel her body pressed up against his. He wanted to feel their heartbeats next to one another. As he pulled her in, though, she rolled away, pushing herself up from the bed.
“Where are you going?” he asked, pushing up so he was resting on one arm.
