In response, she arched into his touch. “What are you waiting for then?”
“Your permission. Your consent. Your assurance that you want me as badly as I want you. I want all of you, Carlise. Your trust, your body, your heart.”
She stilled under him.
“I’m in love with you,” he said without a trace of hesitation. “I don’t know how it happened so fast, or why, but I know you’re it for me. The last woman I’ll ever want. The last I’ll ever have. You’re the woman I’ve been looking for my entire life. And suddenly there you were, practically on my doorstep. I’m a lucky son of a bitch, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure you never want to leave me.”
Her mouth was dry, and her throat was tight. Was this man for real?
Her life had been a whirlwind lately, but from the second she’d seen him passed out on his bed from a fever . . . she’d known. Even if she wasn’t ready or able to admit it at the time. He was hers.
Deep down, she suspected that was why she so willingly took care of him for three days. Why she wasn’t freaked out to sleep next to him when he was still a stranger. Why she’d trusted him so quickly.
“Carlise?” he asked, his hands stilling. He was palming both her breasts, and it seemed as if every muscle in his body was frozen in time.
“Yes. Touch me, Riggs. You have my permission and consent. I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’m yours. All of me. I . . . I love you too.”
Passion bloomed in his eyes. “I hope you aren’t just saying that to be nice,” he said somewhat desperately.
Carlise couldn’t help but laugh. “I may not like conflict, but I’d never agree to a man touching me, making love to me, just to be nice.”
Riggs’s hands began moving again. He kneaded her breasts before leaning down and taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking hard. He didn’t ease into it. Didn’t let her get used to his touch, he simply went for it with gusto right out of the gate.
Carlise’s pussy wept for him, and she arched into his mouth, grabbing hold of his head and fisting his hair in an iron grip. “Yessssss,” she hissed.
His other hand moved to her hip, clutching her underwear. Lifting up, Carlise assisted as best she could to get them off, all while writhing in pleasure under the ministrations of his tongue and the suction of his mouth.
When she kicked the scrap of material off the bed, Riggs went up on his knees again, adjusting to kneel between her thighs, then stared down at her. This time, his gaze wasn’t on her face, instead roaming over her chest and torso before zeroing in on her pussy.
“Damn, woman.”
Carlise grinned, thankful she’d taken the time to trim herself in the shower the day before. She didn’t like to go bare because it was a pain to maintain, and she didn’t like looking like a kid down there, but she kept the hair trimmed short on her mons and shaved bare on her labia.
Feeling sexy as hell, his words still reverberating in her head, Carlise bent her knees and slowly spread her legs as far as she could.
Riggs licked his lips as he watched, the hunger easy to see in his gaze. Amazingly, his cock was hard again, and every time he moved, she felt it brush against her thigh, her lower belly. The thought of taking him inside her was becoming an obsession.
“Touch me, Riggs,” she said firmly.
“Where?” he whispered.
“Everywhere.”
His eyes came back up to her face, and he grinned. “Hold on, sweetheart. This is gonna be intense.” Then he moved.
Chapter Eleven
Chappy felt as if he’d stuck his finger in a socket. Electricity buzzed through his system. The orgasm he’d had minutes earlier felt like it was days ago. His cock was hard and ready to go once again, which was almost a normal state when he was around Carlise.
Except now she was under him. Gloriously naked. And he’d never seen anything, anyone, as beautiful. She was all woman. She wasn’t stick thin, had curves in all the right places. Her tits were more than handfuls—and he had big hands. Her stomach had an adorable little pooch that he couldn’t wait to explore. Her thighs were thick . . . but it was her pussy that currently had his attention.
He scooted down her body and lowered his head, needing to inhale her essence. He shoved his shoulders between her thighs and grabbed her ass, tilting her up to meet him. Inhaling deeply, Chappy felt his cock twitch hard. It knew where it wanted to be. Buried deep inside her body. But it would have to wait. Chappy’s mouth wanted a turn with her pussy first.