He moved in slow, easy thrusts. Her molten, velvety sheath clenched tightly around his fingers as he pushed them in and out of her welcoming core.
“Please,” Scarlett begged.
She was on her back, her long soft red hair billowing out around her in waves. Her desperate plea reached deep inside his chest, and suddenly, Olly realized he never wanted to hear this woman beg.
Not ever again. Not him. And sure as hell not for this.
Not for anything.
Knowing exactly what she needed, he began moving his hand at a faster pace. Olly continued licking and teasing a moment longer before lifting his mouth to the source of her most desired need.
He found her clit swollen and ready, so close to finding its release. He flicked it once. Twice, and by the third time Scarlett’s entire body was quivering beneath him.
She moaned and panted. He growled and savored. Her hands continued holding him close, and when she started to beg him again, Olly knew…
It’s time.
Thrusting his fingers in and out of her in fast, rough pistons, he swirled and pressed the tip of his tongue against the taut and swollen bundle of nerves.
“God, yes!” she called out. “Just like that. Don’t…stop…” Her breathes heaved. “God, Olly. I’m so…”
Scarlett exploded. It was the only word he could use to describe it. She didn’t simply fly with pleasure. She lifted off the mattress, let out a low keening sound that filled the entire room, and she…flew.
It was the most beautiful, breathtaking sight he’d ever seen. And he’d done that. Him. The guy from the wrong side of the tracks. A felon who’d spent time sleeping and eating next to some of Denver’s worst.
Now here he was, blessed with the gift of bringing this woman the ultimate pleasure, and all he could think was…
I want to do it again.
Olly lifted his mouth away from her sex and gently pulled his fingers free. He remained still between her splayed thighs, giving himself time to commit the mesmerizing image to memory.
He never wanted to forget this moment. Never wanted to forgether.And as he stared down at the beauty before him, he knew he’d remember this night forever.
Scarlett’s lashes fluttered against her cheeks, her breasts rising and falling with hard, heaving breaths. “Holy cow!” A smile formed on her lips as her lids fell shut. “That was…”
The most amazing fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
“Just the beginning,” he finished the trailed thought.
Because he wasn’t close to being done with her yet.
“Don’t move.” Olly climbed from the bed and started for his room.
“Where are you going?” Scarlett asked from behind him.
The rasp in her voice was more prominent than before, and he knew it was from her moans and gasps and cries of pleasure.
“Condom.”
A soft, lazy sigh filled the room. “Okay.”
Picking up the pace, he went straight to his go-bag and started digging. He pulled out the box of condoms he’d never opened and flipped it over to check the expiration.
Come on, God. I don’t ask you for much, so… Yes!
They were still good.
Grinning, Olly tossed the box up in the air, catching it as he turned and headed back to his awaiting treasure. To him, she was a treasure. One he had full intentions of plundering.