“To bed, where you belong.” I easily moved through her tiny house, knowing exactly where I was headed this time.

“Am I being punished?” She batted those damn lashes at me, and I almost stopped in the hallway and fell to my knees. I didn’t need a bed for what I planned on doing to her.

“I plan on punishing you all night. First, with my tongue. Then, with my dick. Think you can handle it?” My inner caveman had come out to play, and the smile on her face told me everything I needed to know. Not only could she handle it, but my girl also couldn’t wait for it.

COUPLE GOALS

Julia

I’d learned the first time that James Russo was a god in the sack, but it’d still held true the second time. And the third. And the fourth. And, currently, as he was under the covers, between my thighs, doing all the things I’d always dreamed about with that beard and tongue.

I tangled a hand in his dark hair, the morning light spilling through my curtains as I raked my nails along his back with my other. It was too much, the way he so skillfully licked me, sending me over the edge time and time again, reading me like a treasure map he’d been given the key to.

“James, please,” I begged.

I’d learned pretty quickly that he liked it when I begged for him to stop eating me out and get inside me.

“Please what?” His breath was hot against my core as I tossed the sheets off to look at him. His hair was ruffled and messed up from my hands moving through them.

“Please get inside me. I want you in me. Why do you make me beg for it?”

He licked his lips and wiped at his beard with one hand before slowly sliding up my body, never breaking contact. The sensation of his warm skin pressing against mine was almost enough to send another orgasm erupting through me. James and I were definitely connected and in more than just the physical way. Anyone could connect with someone on that level.

There was something bigger and deeper at play here. The cord that bonded us was on full display even if it couldn’t be seen. We both felt it, tugging and tightening around our bodies, as if to make it known that there would be no more untethering after this. I couldn’t imagine wanting to untangle myself from James ever again anyway, so I silently willed the bond to strengthen. I wouldn’t fight it anymore. There would be no more opposition from this end.

I had officially surrendered.

James pressed his tip against my core, and he slowly moved inside me.

“You’re doing that on purpose,” I said, unable to catch my breath.

“Yep,” was all he said in response.