Chapter 26

TWENTY-SIX

M ila’s heart thundered in her chest. She leaned into his touch, her eyes never leaving his. “Takes one to know one, Your Highness. Even if you are disturbingly flour-free.”

For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then Roq’s lips were on hers, soft and warm and tasting of sweet cookies. Mila melted into the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in his hair, no doubt leaving floury streaks.

When they separated, Mila couldn’t help but grin. “So... cookies for dinner from now on?”

Roq laughed, the sound rich and genuine, and Mila’s heart soared. “Maybe not every night. I do have work to do. But definitely as a regular treat. Especially if they come with a flour-covered princess.”

As Roq pulled her close again, Mila leaned in for the kiss she’d been dying for.

Mila melted into the passionate kiss, her heart swelling with love and desire. His firm lips moved hungrily against hers as his strong hands roamed over her curves, igniting sparks across her skin.

Roq lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the desk and setting her on the cold wood surface. Mila gasped as he pushed up her skirt and ripped her lace panties away with an animalistic growl.

“I need you now,” he rumbled, his voice low and rough with need.

She threw her head back as his fingers found her slick folds, stroking and circling until pleasure jolted through her. Mila moaned, electricity zinging under her skin, as he worked her higher.

“Roq, yes! Don’t stop...” Her hips rocked against his touch, chasing the delicious friction.

He pumped two fingers deep inside her as his thumb pressed firmly on her sensitive nub. Mila cried out, waves of ecstasy crashing over her as her inner muscles clenched around him.

“That’s it, come for me baby,” Roq purred, prolonging her peak.

She shuddered and quaked, dizzy with bliss, clinging to him as the intense orgasm rolled through her. In this moment, nothing existed but Roq - his scent, his touch, his love surrounding her completely. Mila knew she was his, now and always.

As her breathing returned to normal, Mila became aware of their surroundings once more - the beeping machines, the faint smell of chemicals in the air.

He removed the rest of her clothes then his own. Mila took in every rippling muscle on display. He was a vision of male perfection - chiseled abs, broad shoulders, and an erection that left her breathless.

Mila reached out a trembling finger, taking his length in her hand. “You’re so...hard,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing even more.

Roq growled low in his throat, capturing her wrist in his hand. “I’ve been like this since I first laid eyes on you,” he confessed, desire blazing in his eyes.

Their mouths crashed together in a searing kiss, tongues tangling passionately. Mila ran her hands over the hard planes of his muscled chest and back, reveling in his strength. Roq’s lips trailed down her neck, teeth grazing her racing pulse.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured reverently against her skin. “I want to worship every inch of you.”

Yes!

He blazed a path of hot kisses along her throat and collarbone, then lower, capturing one rosy nipple in his mouth. Mila arched into him as he suckled and nipped the sensitive peak. “Yes, Roq, more,” she panted, threading her fingers through his hair to hold him to her.

His sinful mouth continued downward, tongue dipping into her navel, making her squirm with need. Roq nuzzled the soft skin of her belly before settling between her thighs. He looked up at her, eyes molten with desire.

“I’m going to feast on you until you scream my name,” he promised darkly.

Mila cried out when his mouth covered her sex, his skillful tongue delving into her slick folds. He licked and sucked her swollen flesh, savoring her essence.

“You taste incredible,” Roq groaned, the vibrations making her writhe against him. “So sweet.”

He thrust his tongue inside her channel while his thumb circled her throbbing clit. Mila bucked her hips shamelessly, needing more of his wicked ministrations.

“Roq, I’m so close,” she keened. “Make me come!”

Roq doubled his efforts, lashing her sensitive bud and pumping two fingers deep within her. The coil of tension inside her snapped and Mila shattered, screaming his name as rapture overtook her. He worked her through the aftershocks, gentling his touch as she floated down from the pinnacle of bliss.

After Mila’s body stopped trembling from her powerful orgasm, Roq reached for the condom he had placed nearby. With deft movements, he tore open the wrapper and rolled the latex sheath over his hard length.

He crawled back up her body, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Mila could taste herself on his tongue as it tangled sensually with her own. She ran her hands over the sculpted planes of his back, relishing the flex of his muscles beneath her fingertips.

Roq positioned himself at her entrance, the broad head of his erection nudging her slick folds.

“I love you,” he rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

“I love you too,” she whispered ardently. “Make love to me. I need to feel you inside me.”

Slowly, reverently, he pushed forward, his thick shaft stretching her inch by delicious inch. Mila’s breath hitched at the exquisite sensation of being filled so completely. When he was seated to the hilt, Roq stilled, letting her adjust to his substantial size.

He began to move, rolling his hips in a steady rhythm. Each measured thrust sent sparks of pleasure racing through her veins. Mila lifted her hips to meet his, their bodies moving as one. She lost herself in his eyes, drowning in the depths of love and desire she saw reflected there.

Their pace gradually increased, the slow burn building to an inferno of passion. Roq pulled back until just the tip remained, then surged forward, impaling her on his rigid flesh.

“Yes, harder!” Mila urged, digging her nails into his shoulders. “I won’t break.”

Roq obliged, snapping his hips forcefully, driving into her welcoming heat again and again. The change in angle allowed him to hit that magic spot inside her with each plunge. Mila’s cries of ecstasy echoed off the lab walls as he pounded into her, claiming her, possessing her.