Page 34 of Never Wed an Outlaw

“Pretty please?” he offered, that wicked smirk on his lips growing wider. “No, I think 'please, sir,' has an awful nice ring to it.”

He was teasing me now. Angrily, I quickened my strokes, tempting him to ravage every inch of me, wondering if there was any other way to make him lose control.

“You're...you're insane,” I sputtered, the heat raging in my veins making it hard to form new words. “Do you know how bad I've wanted this? How long? How much Istillwanted it, even after my fucking brother burst in and saw us tangled up? Dusty, I want every inch of you inside me, taking what's been yours for longer than I care to admit. So,pretty fucking pleasewith a bright red cherry on top. Please, Dusty,please.Fuck me.”

Heat braised my cheeks, nexus points for the frustration, desire, and filthy words shaming the sheltered little girl inside me. She was what I tried my hardest to bury tonight. The side of me that didn't fit anymore.

Not with this beautiful man, or the devils I ran away from.

Tonight, I wanted to be woman, and nothing else. Just the bride, the whore, the mistress who took the world's booton her ass, and then gave it back harder.

I wanted to fuck this man so hard I forgot everything.

Fuck him with all the love and hate and confusion building up inside me. Make him fuck me until we could both pretend we were safe, happy, and completely care free, even if the illusion would fade as quick as the moon once morning came.

Dusty took a good, long look at me. Tempting me for the thousandth time with his hard grey eyes.

“You're better than most pros at sucking cock, and you beg like a woman who's about to have her cherry taken should. Almost makes me wanna slide off this bed, get my clothes, and walk the fuck away.”

What?He had to be joking. My eyes narrowed, staring into his, totally ready to send my fists flying if he was fucking serious.

“You can't,” I said, locking my calves around his, wishing I were ten times stronger to force him into me.

His gaze deepened. Bringing one hand down to his cock, he fisted it, rolling the thick head against my entrance. He held it there in a delicious torment, a physical symbol of the line we were both afraid to cross.

“Don't worry, darlin'. Condom's on. If I walked away now, I'd drive my fuckin' bike into the nearest ravine once I realized what sweet, tight, fuckable pussy I'd passed up. I ain't going nowhere,” he growled, tangling his fingers deeper into my hair, leaning over me, ready for a kiss. “I'm done teasing. I'm taking what's mine because I can't leave this life 'til I find out what your sweet cunt feels like whenit's coming wrapped around me. Find out how much louder you can scream my name. I wanted to walk the fuck away because part of me wishes I could keep you like this forever, darlin'. Forever pure, hungry, ready to give it up. Thankfully for both of us, there's a much, much bigger part of me that's ready to make sure my dick's the first and last you'll ever have.”

Firstandlast? He said it, and there wasn't a spare second to think what that meant once he sunk into me.

Dusty thrust hard, but sudden. He went slowly, grunting as his cock worked in, making me grind my hips through the curious blend of pleasure and pain brandishing every nerve I had with fire.

“Oh, darlin', you're tight,” he said, stopping for a second when he'd finally pushed in as far as he could. “Why'd it take me so long to realize you've been hiding a fuckin' thief between your thighs?”

I smiled, pushing through the burn, bending my hips into him. He growled again, this time an octave lower, rougher and primal.

“Your cunt's gonna rob me blind, baby girl. Not before I steal all the pleasure I can by fuckin' you breathless.”

He was as good as his promise. His hips started pumping slowly, pulling back and crashing into mine, each time a little harder. I rode the storm, biting my lower lip a little harder between his kisses, the only thing I could do to steel myself against the explosion he primed in my womb.

Hurricane Dusty tossed me around the bed until my expensive, imported mattress creaked and rocked beneathus like a cheap cot. He was wind and lightning, and I surrendered to the beautiful chaos formed by his muscles, his thunder, his take-no-fucks tattoos scrawled over every spare inch of his skin.

His cock gave, and I took everything it offered. I let it sink into me, tear through the faint remnant of womanhood I'd kept up as a wall against any man for twenty-three years, and plunge to places I'd always reserved for my prince.

Had I found him in this panting, groaning, growling mess we'd become together? Was Dusty the man I'd waited for most of my adult life, the one I told myself I deserved after I dragged myself up from that dark, dirty place where I was born and raised?

Tonight, he was. I didn't think this could last, not with a man as hard and experienced as him who lived freedom like a daily prayer.

Maybe it would end the second he decided he had his fill. After he'd finished tearing at my hair, stamping his furious lips against my throat, manhandling my breasts, and snarling his filthy, sexy pleasure into my ear.

None of it mattered when he was balls deep. I'd found my prince tonight, the greatest fuck of my life. My heart didn't need magic because his dick was enough.

Dusty pressed his teeth against my ear, breathing heavy as he fucked me harder. “Give it the fuck up, beautiful. I know you're fighting it. Fighting through the pain of my dick stretching you to fit. Fighting me because you're afraid I'll think you're something less if you explode on my balls so hard you soak the fuckin' sheets.”

“Dusty...” I moaned into his palm, suddenly gripping my face, forcing me to look into his eyes. “I want to, I want to –“

“Fuck, yeah, you do. And you're gonna let your pussy do what it does best. Come for me, Hannah. Come so fuckin' hard the only thing left on your mind is when this dick's bringing you off again.”

Holy shit.He'd gotten a little rougher with every stroke, a little more controlling. That meant a whole lot sexier in some strange, twisted sense I'd only started understanding.

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