Page 138 of Seduction Under the Southern Stars

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. I want this.” Deep, dark desire is clawing its way up inside me, and I want to give in to it and let it overpower me. I want Linc to take me, to possess me, to make me his.

He leans forward; I think maybe he means to kiss my back or something, but his weight on top of me takes me by surprise, and I fall forward onto my front, with him on top.

“Ooh,” I say, pinned beneath him, and shudder at the feel of him still inside me.

He lifts up onto his hands, shifting to make us both comfortable, then, before I can say anything, he pushes forward, burying himself inside me.

“Oh!” I groan as he sets up a fast pace, thrusting hard.

It’s warm in the room, and our skin has grown slick, his body sliding over mine. He peels the strands of my hair away where it’s stuck to my neck, scoops the lot up in one hand, then to my surprise wraps it around his hand and pulls gently, forcing my head up.

“Is this what you want, Lora?” he teases, kissing my ear and sucking hard on the lobe. “Is this seventy-five percent?”

I bite my lip as he pushes forward, as if he’s trying to spear me to the mattress. “Oh my God…”

“What’s up?” He releases my hair and starts thrusting again. When my head drops forward onto the pillow, he bends and kisses my neck. “Changed your mind?”

“No…”

“You only have to say…”

“Ahhh… don’t stop…”

“You don’t want to be a spotted hyena, Lora?”

“No…”

“You like having sex like this?”

“Yes…”

He bites my earlobe. “You like being fucked like this?”

I groan. “Yes…”

“Tell me.”

“I like… you fucking me like this.”

He gives a deep, throaty laugh. “That’s my girl.” Lifting up onto his hands, he starts thrusting faster, and I begin to spiral out of control.

“I’m going to take my pleasure from your beautiful, sweet body,” he murmurs in my ear, still thrusting, “and you’re just going to lie there and take it, okay?”

My face flushes, and I bury it in the pillow. I never knew sex could feel like this, so feral, so raw. Oh God, I’m so turned on… my orgasm is starting to build deep inside me, and I don’t think I’m going to be able to stop it…

He’s plunging down into me now, his hand gripping my shoulder hard, and I can’t hold back any longer. It sweeps over me, a blissful sensation, deep inside, and he groans and thrusts harder as he obviously feels it, riding me all the way through before he finally surrenders to his own climax. His body stiffens and shudders, and then I feel his hand between my shoulder blades as he pushes me down and comes, groaning with every spurt as he fills the condom, twitching inside me.

When he finally finishes, he lowers down on top of me, and we lie there like that for a long time, a hot, sticky mess, while our hearts gradually slow, and we drift back down to earth.

Chapter Thirty

Linc

Elora lies unmoving beneath me. She’s breathing, though, so I think she’s still alive. Her hair is spread out across the pillow, all tangled and mussed, like cotton candy. Her neck bears light red marks where I’ve sucked—hopefully they won’t be permanent. My skin is stuck to hers, and I’m still inside her. All I can smell, taste, hear, and feel is her—at this moment, she’s my whole world.

Unfortunately, I have to move, but although I apologize, she doesn’t say anything and doesn’t protest as I withdraw and dispose of the condom, then rise up off the bed.

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