Acts of Redemption: A Second Chance Romance (Men of WRATH Book 3)
Acts of Redemption: Chapter 18

The kiss—this damn kiss—it’s enough to have me throwing all sense I once had out the window. Fuck. Out of the damn state of Texas.

Gripping the back of her neck, I deepen the kiss. Needing more of her mouth, more of her breath, more of her petal soft skin. She bites my lip, hard, and I can’t help but place both hands on her waist, lifting her up and throwing her toward the center of the bed.

Like a man starving, I set my eyes on the prize, crawling my way up to her. Charlotte’s eyes widen and her mouth slightly parts, an audible gasp leaving that perfect mouth of hers.

“Do you want this, principessa?” I want her like a wild animal wants its prey, but there is no way I will take what is not freely given.

A wicked smile spreads across her face before she grabs at my shirt, eagerly lifting it up and over my head.

Chuckling, I stare down at her. “Words, baby. I need your words.”

“Yes, I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember, Aiden. Now please, don’t make me beg.”

I arch a brow, “Now there’s something I could get behind.”

Charlotte tries to scurry backwards and out from between my legs, but I’m faster. Dropping my body weight on her, she gasps once more, no doubt feeling my length pressing against her apex.

“Shhhh, baby. I was just joking. As you can see—” I roll my hips into her center, eliciting a groan that has me almost coming in my pants. “I want you, and I have no intention of making you beg.”

Charlotte wraps her legs around my waist, writhing underneath me, seeking her own release. Lowering the straps to her lace nightgown, I expose her beautiful breasts. Dusky pink nipples greet my hungry eyes and I can’t help but bring my mouth down and take one into my mouth, suckling that tender flesh that tastes like heaven and sin combined.

Lifting her toward me, I remove the black satin and realize she isn’t wearing any panties. Instantly, my cock jerks into the mattress, demanding entry. Soon, boy. Soon.

“So fucking beautiful.” My words are a whisper as I look at her body underneath me. Kissing the space between her breasts, I mumble into her soft skin. “But the most beautiful of all is what lies in here.”

Her body shivers beneath my kiss and when my eyes travel back up to hers, I see recognition. Unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, her soul sees mine and recognizes its other half.

Shutting my eyes, I’m unwilling to see what’s there. Call me a fucking coward, but I can’t give her what she needs.

Two small hands grip my face. “Come back to me, Aiden. This is our moment. No judgement. No shame. Just you and me, lost in this bliss.”

Pressing another kiss to her chest, I kiss my way up to her mouth, unable to resist her big brown eyes. Giving in to the moment, I lose myself in her. Wrapping her long black hair around my fist, I pull back, exposing the sensual column of her neck. Unable to help myself, my tongue peeks out and licks the hollow where her shoulder meets the base of her neck.

Shaking beneath me, Charlotte releases a needy whimper as her hands replace their way to my waistband, lowering it and pulling me out. Gasping, her already doe eyes grow even wider as she strokes my entire length from base to tip. “My god.”

“Don’t worry. I promise to go slow at first.” Winking, I wrap my right hand around hers, pumping myself one more time before removing her grip.

“Keep doing that, and I’m going to come.” Bringing my mouth down onto hers, I smile as I get rid of my sweats.

We’re both fully naked. Skin to skin. Flesh to flesh. Souls bared and no fucks to give.

Looking into her eyes, I ask once more, “Are you sure?”

Raising herself, Charlotte’s wet slit glides over my cock, her warmth seeking my tip. Bringing my face to hers, Charlotte bites my bottom lip as she impales herself with my cock, her walls gripping my shaft and squeezing.

My eyes roll back in their sockets and I swear I can see God. Holy mother of everything good. Never in my life have I experienced anything so damn good.

My balls tighten and my back tingles, sure signs of an impending orgasm. Needing to take control of this situation before I embarrass myself, I grip onto her inner thigh, squeeze and open her wide, making sure to hit her sweet spot as I slowly glide out and then in of her delicious cunt.

Charlotte gasps for air and I can see on her face that she feels just as good as I do right now. Wondering if any man has made her feel this good has me seeing red.

Mine.

Pounding into her harder, my body takes on a mind of its own, needing to claim her and mark her as mine.

“Yes. Oh, god. Yes.” Panting, Charlotte’s nails dig into my back. “Just. Like. That.”

“Anything for you, princess.” Grunting as I continue to thrust, I bend down into that dip on her neck and suck hard, needing to have as much of her as possible.

Her moan has her arching her back and giving me access to her lower back. Both hands wrap around either side of her small waist, digging my fingers into her supple flesh and bringing her to me with every push of my hips.

Wet skin and muffled grunts have never sounded sweeter. I could spend the rest of my days inside of her and not want for a damn thing more.

A rumble starts in Charlotte’s chest before she lets out a long moan. Quickly, I bring my hand to her mouth, trying to quiet her, but Charlotte has other ideas. Taking the edge of my hand, she clamps down and starts to suck through her climax. Milking, sucking, and biting her way through the highest of highs.

The sensation of her mouth on me sends me spiraling into my own release. Unable to hold back any longer as the overwhelming kaleidoscope of emotions washes over me, my dick pulses, releasing ropes of cum into her womb.

In that moment of delirium, she is mine. Burying myself deeper into her, I let my inner cave man out, silently claiming this beautiful woman with every drop I have.

Her eyes open, a multitude of questions swimming through those beautiful orbs. Questions I don’t have answers to.

Doing the only thing I know to do, I lower my forehead to hers and ask, “So, will that be a yes, then? Are you coming to the wedding?”

From confused to elated, her broad smile blinds me. “That’s most definitely a yes.”

Maybe, just maybe, we can replace a way to make this work.