In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes (The Queen’s Cove Series Book 3)

“LIFT YOUR HIPS, BABY.”

She obliged and I slipped them down her legs, revealing her to me. She was flushed and wet for me and it took everything I had not to rush into this. My cock ached with desire for her.

“Oh my fucking god,” I groaned.

“Hurry up.”

I skimmed up her thighs, so close, almost there but didn’t touch her where she wanted it. Not yet. My mouth fell to her inner thigh and I licked a long line up to her heat. She exhaled again and I smiled against her skin. I kissed higher and higher, closer to her center, hands moving and skimming and brushing and stroking her. Her breathing sped up and she let out a heavy breath.

“Frustrated?” I asked.

“Nope. I’m fine.” She tried to say it like I had asked how her dinner was, but her voice broke as I inched closer with my mouth to the bud of nerves. I dragged my tongue up to her belly button and smiled with the memory of the last time my mouth was on her stomach.

“Did you really do a shot out of my belly button?” she asked.

I laughed against her skin. “Yes. I was so hard I thought I was going to come in my pants.” I pressed a kiss to her stomach. Her chest rose and fell fast. “Still fine?”

“Yep.” Her voice was thin and breathy.

My teeth scraped her hip. “Just fine?”

She tried to shrug but her back arched when I sucked the skin beside her hip bone. “Mhm. It’s good.”

My fingers strayed closer to her wetness and her breath shook. The scent of her arousal teased me and I groaned. My jeans were too tight and I took my hands off her for a split second to undo my belt. Her eyes flipped open as I stood to yank my shirt off. Her gaze flared with heat as it moved down my body.

A smug smile tugged at my mouth. I liked her looking at me like that, like she wanted me as badly as I wanted her. When her gaze fell to the front of my jeans, her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

I shook my head at her as I pulled my pants off. “Not yet. Wait your turn.”

Her gaze locked on mine with a tentative smile.

I gestured at my straining erection through my black boxer briefs. “See this? This is what the idea of tongue-fucking you does to me. So don’t tell me I don’t want to do it. Understand?”

I loomed over her, staring down into her glazed eyes.

She swallowed and nodded.

“Good.” I dropped back to my knees and sucked on the tight bud of nerves between her legs.

Her legs jerked and she let out a moan but my mouth returned to her thighs, kissing and scraping with my stubble and teeth and running my tongue over her smooth skin at an agonizing pace.

“Can you go back to where you were a second ago?” she breathed.

“I will.” I grinned into her skin, teasing her with my mouth.

Fuck, I loved this.

I meandered my mouth closer to her center, dragged my tongue from her soaked opening up to her clit, before I started back at her knee. She let out a growl and my chest shook with laughter. I did it again, wandering closer before I sucked on her clit for two seconds this time. She moaned like I was torturing her and my balls hurt with need. Her hands fisted the duvet. Her back arched. When I repeated my devious routine and ended it with several tongue swirls on her sensitive spot, she gasped.

“Holden!”

“Mmm?”

“Stop teasing me.”

“I thought you didn’t like this, though.” I set my mouth on her clit and sucked.

Her thighs closed around my head and I nearly came. Pressure built around my spine. Her legs around my neck was fucking heaven.

“You’re doing this on purpose,” she gasped when I took my mouth away.

“You bet your gorgeous, slappable ass I am.”

She lifted her head and her eyes were full of fire. She wanted me. She wanted me so bad, and she wanted to come.

I wanted to make her come more than anything in the world.

“You want this?” I asked, hovering over her clit so she could feel my words as I breathed them.

She nodded, wincing.

“Make me.”

“What?” Her head rose.

“You heard me. I said, make me.”

Her throat worked and worry pinched her eyebrows. Her chest heaved. “How?”

“You’ll think of something.”

As soft and slow as I could, I dragged my tongue around her clit, never touching it. She whimpered and bucked against my mouth, pushing herself onto my mouth. I groaned with appreciation.

“Come on…” I murmured.

“You said I was the boss.”

“So be the boss.”

She sat up, reached for my hair, and pulled my head between her legs.

I let myself go and sucked her clit hard. Her legs slammed closed around my head and I groaned into her.

“Fuck, yes,” I rasped into her, working my tongue hard against her wetness. “You taste fucking incredible, Sadie. So fucking sweet. I’ve had one taste and I’m already addicted.”

“Shut up,” she gasped, grinding on my mouth.

I laughed and brushed a finger over her opening, slipping it inside. Oh shit, she was soaked. My cock jumped as she clamped down on my finger. My other hand came to her tits, massaging and pinching and rolling and tugging. Sadie writhed on my bed under my tongue and it was the best moment of my life.

My tongue slicked fast circles and I crooked my finger inside her, against her warmth. Her hips bucked against my face and my eyes rolled back as I devoured her. I groaned into her, massaging the spot inside her, and her moan pitched into a cry.

“Thought you said you didn’t like this,” I rasped.

“Thought you said you’d tongue-fuck me,” she shot back.

I’d laugh at that later, when there was time to think, when my head didn’t swim with thoughts of her. I slipped my finger out and replaced it with my tongue. Her hips lifted off the bed and she gasped.

“Yes. Oh my god. Yes.” Her hands came back to my hair, tugging and pressing my mouth further into her. Her hips jerked and I locked an arm across her waist to hold her down, pistoning my tongue in and out of her like she demanded.

Fuck, I love that she demanded it.

Her legs shook against my neck. I pulled my tongue out, slid two fingers into her this time, and found that spot.

“Holden.” Her back straightened and her hips pushed up against my arm. “Yes, Holden. Right there. Fuck.”

“I love doing this for you, Sadie.” I pulled her clit between my lips, dancing my tongue across it fast, swirling circles and dragging pressure and friction across the nerves. “Say my name again. Tell me who’s making you feel good.”

She let out a whimpery moan and her wet muscles flexed around me. She was so close.

“Come on my mouth, Sadie. Get my face all wet and show me what a good job I’m doing.”

I slid my other hand under her ass so I could grip it. I sucked hard on her clit, working her G-spot, and her torso twisted as her eyes clenched tight. Around my fingers, her muscles clamped down, fluttering and flexing as she shook under my mouth. Liquid flooded her pussy and I lapped it up while she gasped and moaned and pulled my hair tight.

She collapsed back onto the bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling and heaving air into her lungs. I pressed a lingering kiss to her thigh, not hiding the smug grin on my face. I straightened up and gestured at my erection, straining and aching for her.

“Don’t ever tell me I don’t like doing that.” I wiped my arm across my mouth. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”

She watched me with glazed eyes, still catching her breath. Her throat worked as she swallowed, and she nodded.

I lowered myself onto the bed beside her, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her into my chest. I pressed a kiss to her temple. “How’re you doing?”

“Good,” she breathed. She reached for my cock and palmed it over my boxers.

My mouth fell open. “Oh, shit.”

She stroked it hard and I bucked. “Wait.”

“No.” She pinched her bottom lip between her teeth. “My turn.”

Panic streaked through me, up my neck and then back down my spine. I didn’t know Sadie’s history with sex but thirty minutes ago, she had this fucked up idea that going down on her was a bad idea. I didn’t want her to think I only did it so I could get off. I wanted her to know it was for her.

She stroked hard and I jerked into her hand.

“I won’t last long,” I gritted, reaching for her wrists, but she slipped a hand into my boxers and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. “Fuck.”

“Mhmm.” A knowing smile pulled at her mouth and her eyes flickered with power.

My cock grew even harder.

Fuck.

I liked that look in her eyes. A lot.

“Take these off, now.”

I nodded, powerless. “Okay.” I slipped my boxers off and my eyes rolled back as her hand worked me. I threaded my fingers into her hair, and the pressure around my spine squeezed as tight as her hand. My chest heaved for air. Her other hand came to my sac and she tugged. A high moan clawed up my throat and heat shot up my spine.

“Did you like going down on me?” she whispered, watching my face.

I nodded, pulling her closer to me. She rested her head on my arm and her hair spilled over my skin, tickling and taunting me. My other hand came to her breast and her breath caught as I pinched.

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“Holden Rhodes, you have a gorgeous cock.” Her soft words made me whimper. I think I might have nodded. Anything to keep her talking and touching me.

She stroked me hard once, twice, three times more and I fell off the edge, groaning her name and gasping for air as I spilled all over her hand.

“Fuck. Fuck, yes, Sadie. That’s so good.” I buried my face in her neck as I thrust into her hand. My head spun as I came harder than ever, pulling her so tight to me.

I blinked back to earth, dragging air into my lungs with my mouth against her neck, pinning her down with my body weight.

“I’m going to move in a sec,” I murmured.

“It’s okay.” Her voice was soft. “I like it.”

My heart squeezed. Sadie was underneath me, and she had come all over my mouth in a fucking glorious display before stroking my soul out of my cock.

I heaved in one last breath before I sat up. She watched, and the unfocused desire had faded from her eyes, replaced by something guarded and careful.

“I’m going to grab a towel.” I dropped a quick kiss to her mouth and she blinked in surprise.

After I had returned from the bathroom and cleaned us up, I climbed into her bed, ignoring her confused frown while I pulled her to my chest. I closed my eyes and inhaled her. Fuck, this felt so good. She was so soft and she smelled amazing. I’d never been this relaxed.

“Um, excuse me.” She poked me and I fought a grin.

“Go to sleep, honey.”

“You’re not sleeping here.”

“I can’t walk after what you just did,” I murmured, tucking her into my chest. My chin came to the top of her head.

She inhaled me and sighed into my chest before she sat up. Her eyelids drooped with sleepiness but she wore a little smile. A well-fucked smile, I noticed with a pulse of pride in my chest.

“No sleepovers,” she said with raised eyebrows. “Your future wife won’t like it.”

Hesitation twisted in my chest. “Seriously?”

“Seriously. We shouldn’t.” She gave me a teasing look. “I don’t need your boner poking me in the morning.”

A laugh burst out of my chest. “Jesus. Okay, okay.” I leaned over and dropped another kiss on her mouth. I meant to be quick but I lingered, nipping her bottom lip. She sighed and kissed me back before she pulled away with a grin.

“Go.”

I didn’t want to leave, but I knew staying was too much for her. I slid out of bed and pulled my shirt over my head. Her gaze lingered on my body, heat flickering in her eyes and a slow grin curling on her mouth.

“Enjoying the view?” I asked.

She wrinkled her nose as I did up my fly. “Not really, you’re going the wrong way.”

I grinned at her and leaned over, bracing my hands on the head board as I gazed down at her. “Goodnight.”

“‘Night,” she whispered, sinking back into the pillows.

“I’ll lock up.”

She gazed up at me with a nod and my heart flipped over. I dropped one last kiss onto her mouth.

Five minutes later, as I drove home, my mind flashed with image after image of her naked, coming on my mouth and fingers. I could still feel her skin under my hands, hear her gasps of pleasure as I wound her tighter.

I didn’t even care that she kicked me out. I’d take what I could get from Sadie Waters.