With one hand bracing me on the bed, I leaned down and painted her lips with it. “Like this?”

Her moan vibrated up my shaft, and then her tongue darted out again, swiping along her lower lip. “Mmm.”

I groaned, wishing she was laving the head of my cock.

“You want my mouth on you, Rhett? Have you ever pictured that?”

Somehow she turned the tables on me, and hearing the dirty questions on her lips kicked the intensity of the situation up another notch. Filterless Ari was perfect in the bedroom.

My dick jerked, giving away the answer.

Her eyes lit with heat. “You did, didn’t you? You wanted to push your cock between my lips?”

“Fuck yes, I did.” I stroked my cock as it bumped against her. “I’d come in my hand, wishing it was your mouth.”

The blush on her cheeks deepened. I knew we were both pushing her boundaries, despite her bold words, but damned if I didn’t like it.

“Then do it.” Her voice came out on a husky whisper as she lifted herself to suck my dick between her lips.

It took every ounce of restraint I had to keep it slow and steady as I pressed further inside the wet heat. “Fuck, Ari. Fuck.”

Her gaze was on mine, and I read the triumph in it. She was getting off on this, and that made it infinitely hotter.

Stroke after stroke, she sucked me down and I regulated the depth, not wanting to bottom out in her throat, even though it would feel amazing. No, we’d work up to that.

When my balls tightened, I had to stop or I’d come before I was ready. I pulled free and her lips turned into an instant pout.

“Where—”

“I’m not coming anywhere but inside you the first time.” I pushed off the bed and snagged my pants to find a condom. Within moments, I had my dick sheathed and my hips between her thighs, the head lined up at her entrance.

Her nipples puckered against the sheer lace of her bra. That had to go. I wanted every inch of her naked, and swore to myself that I’d take the time to learn every freckle later tonight.

“Take it off.”

Ari twisted to unclasp her bra, and as soon as her tits spilled free, I planted a hand on either side of her head and thrust home.

Holy fuck, so tight.

A hoarse cry spilled from her lips, and a gruff sound tore from my throat.

Ari’s hands flew out to grip my shoulders. Her eyes met mine, and she said exactly what I was thinking. “More.”

“I’ll give you everything you can take.”

I pulled back and buried myself balls deep, stroke after stroke, until her body clenched around mine. I reached between us and found her clit, pressing hard until she screamed and grasped at the covers beneath us, arching her hips and gripping my dick with an orgasm like nothing else I’d ever felt.

I powered through, pumping over and over until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I threw back my head and my climax tore through me.

Absolute and complete perfection. Better than anything I could have imagined.

33

Ariel

I might have blacked out. I definitely saw stars. Possibly fireworks. Maybe even the Madonna. Sex with Rhett Hennessy was an almost religious experience, and it left me in a state of semi-shock.

Sweat beaded on my forehead, and Rhett’s chest heaved as he sucked in breath after breath. Where was that wheezing sound coming from? Oh, wait, that was me.

“You okay, Red?”

I nodded. Or maybe my head just lolled to the side.

“You sure?”

This time I managed a nod. I wasn’t sure words were possible at this point. Besides, what could I say? I’d imagined this moment so many times, and not a single variation had come remotely close to being as awe-inspiring as the reality. My fantasies had been shattered, and I wasn’t sure how to deal with the aftermath. Need to process.

Rhett lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine when I didn’t answer.

I found my voice after a few more centering breaths. “I’m good. Really good.”

“Glad to hear it.”

His deep voice did something to me, sent shock waves through my body, and my inner muscles clenched, turning the chuckle into a groan.

“Damn, Red.”

I bit my lip as I realized how I affected him. “Sorry. Kinda. Okay, not really at all.”

His lips quirked into a grin. “Don’t ever apologize for having a perfectly tight pussy.”

I slapped a hand over my eyes. “I’m not sure I’m ready for you to say things like that when we’re not . . . you know, in the heat of the moment.”

One of his eyebrows went up, clearly taking my statement as a challenge. “Guess you’re going to have to use that genius brain of yours to adapt and deal.”

My brain was the problem. It was having a hard time catching up to this new reality. “I may never be able to look you in the eye again,” I mumbled, finding the ceiling very appealing.

Rhett’s fingers gripped my jaw and he forced my gaze to meet his. “Never be embarrassed about anything that happens when we’re together. This is as raw and honest as two people can get, and there’s nothing to be worried about. I love that you let go, that you don’t think too much and stop yourself from doing and saying what you want. It’s sexy as hell, Ari. Be you, because you’re amazing.”

I just barely kept in the awww that wanted to escape. I had to change the subject. “Thank you for that.”

“It’s the truth.”

Then he rolled off the bed and lifted me into his arms. “Come on, Red. Time for a shower.”

Wet and naked?

My mind flipped back into dirty mode. “What else is happening in that shower?”

Rhett looked down at me, his eyes flashing in the early signs of sunrise cutting through the high windows. “Whatever I want.”

Annnnd, I’m a goner.

34

Ariel

My eyes flew open as I rolled over and a hand slipped off my hip. The morning sun blazed through the blinds, but it wasn’t the sun that was new today. No, it was the large source of body heat to my right.

For the first time in my life, I didn’t imagine waking up next to Rhett Hennessy. I actually woke up next to him. Which meant the vivid scenes playing through my head were memories, not fantasies.