Page 80 of Passionate Defense

“No,” she whispered. “The. Egg. Shifted.”

Her eyes rose to his in a frantic appeal as she struggled not to climax right there in the middle of their bedroom floor. But it wasn’t meant to be. Her broken words were her last as, with a broken cry, her body shook with a tremor so intense it almost took her to her knees.

Ethan swung her up in his arms. “I’ve got you.”

Blessedly, he switched the egg off. When the vibrations stopped, she went limp in his arms. He settled her in the middle of the bed and followed her in. Propped on an elbow, he grinned down at her. “That was so hot. You’re even more beautiful when you come.”

Sweating, short of breath, and trembling in the aftermath, she still couldn’t speak, nor did she resist when he cuddled her close until she recovered.

It took a bit before she could string her thoughts together. “Sweeping me off my feet like a white knight and carrying me off to bed was very romantic. If it wasn’t already racing, my heart would have fluttered.”

“I wasn’t going for romance. You came so hard I was afraid you’d collapse. Although I’m relieved you think of me as your hero.”

“Why relieved?”

“Because when you look back at tonight, Ethan, the romantic hero might be offset by Ethan, the deviant who plans to take your sweet ass right now.” Rolling her over, he lightly swatted her once. “On your knees, baby. You’ve had your pleasure. It’s time to pay the doctor for services rendered.”

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LANIE’S LIPS CURVEDupward. Her husband was the sexiest, most romantic man she’d ever met, and also the most depraved. Being honest, she loved him all the more for it. After all, she followed his lead with little protest and never once uttering her safeword, so she had to be a little bent herself.

When the mattress shifted, she glanced over her shoulder to see Ethan on the bed naked, crawling toward her. With his lean and sculpted body, he should have been immortalized in marble. Her gaze fell to the length of him, which would take a handful of fig leaves to cover. He was already hard as stone; the tip glistening with his desire for her.

He’d had enough delay tactics, too, evidently because he moved in behind her, gripped her hips anchoring her in place, and glided his cock through her wetness.

Although she’d come in spectacular fashion only minutes before, Lanie’s body responded eagerly, especially when he switched the egg back on. With it buzzing away inside her pussy, she understood what Ethan had meant bylater.

This would be a first. He’d played but had never fully possessed her back there, his size making her hesitant. She squeaked with apprehension when he eased out the plug, which was plenty for the small space to take.

“I’ll go easy,” he assured her, “but I’ve thought of little else since taking your core temp and inserting those silver bullets the other night. It’s time, and you’re well prepared.”

A squirt of lube and an instant later, before she could miss the plug, he entered her slowly, stretching her more than any fingers or toys that had gone before, as he burrowed inside. Her initial resistance gave way to acceptance as her body yielded completely. When he came to a stop, his hips resting against hers, she could feel him pulsing deep inside her.

Resting there a moment, his hands flexed on her hips, giving her time to adjust. She didn’t need it. All the preliminaries had made it possible, but she took every second to savor the closeness of their intimate position, and the totality of his possession.

Ethan slowly withdrew and filled her again in a leisurely glide. But his actions didn’t accurately reflect the groan rumbling from his chest as her muscles tightened around him. The familiar waves of her reawakening desire built from deep inside. Unable to remain still any longer, she rocked back in a silent plea for him to move.

He did, in an easy give-and-take. Although it had been freaking fantastic, she was done with the teasing and games.

“More, Ethan,” she implored.

He had no problem with that. With her meeting each pump of his hips, he gradually picked up speed. She took every inch he gave her, and soon he was riding her fast and deep. Lanie’s fingers curled in the linens trying to hang on as the force of his thrusts pushed her up the bed. When she couldn’t stop, she reached back, searching blindly for something more solid. She found his wrist, encircled it with her fingers, and held on tight.

Ethan had other ideas. Nudging her knees apart, he widened their base as he pulled her upright, her back to his chest. His long arms wrapped around her, holding her still for each upward thrust. At this point, Lanie was just along for the ride. She clutched the forearm at her waist and snaked the opposite arm behind his neck. Beneath her wild, chaotic hair, his lips opened on her shoulder and she felt the nip of his teeth, followed by the soothing glide of his tongue.

“Keep pace with me,” he urged. “I won’t last long.”

His hand curled beneath her breast and his thumb abraded the peak while he searched for the remote to the egg in the sheets with the other. When he growled in frustration, Lanie reached for the wire between her legs and the small control box. Ethan took it, cranked it up to maximum, and dropped it. Then, he wrapped her up tight and plunged into her harder.

With everything happening to her at once, in a few strokes, she was there.

“Ethan!”

“Come, baby. I’m there, too.”

She shattered, her nails digging into him unintentionally, her body trembling as ecstasy consumed her. As she came down, Ethan was still climbing, keeping up the same intense rhythm. The combination of the vibrations, the constant friction of his rigid length filling her ass, and his mouth and hands on her, sent her hurtling toward another climax. Her pussy contracted so intensely her juices overflowed in a hot gush between her thighs.

When she cried his name, he answered in a throaty growl as they soared together. Their mutual release was so explosive they collapsed in a sweaty, gasping heap on the bed. But for Lanie, it didn’t end there because the egg didn’t stop. She could hear and feel the incessant buzzing made worse when Ethan withdrew from her body, and it shifted until she felt it clear through to her clit. It was simply too much for her overstimulated pussy.

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