Page 28 of Stronger Than Love

My panties were pulled aside and the hard, blunt end of his cock pushed into me at an excruciatingly slow pace. Every inch stretched me, my legs trembling with tension. He felt bigger than ever before, my core pulsing to either accommodate him or expel his hard, invading length. A whimper escaped my lips and his hand on my stomach stroked me as he stopped for a moment.

“You’re so tight,” he muttered. “Just like our first time.”

I didn’t want to point out that my muscles hadn’t been sexercised in a long time. Instead, I tried to widen my legs for him as my teeth bit my lip and my head fell forward. His progression bordered with pain and I tried to take deep breaths, my hips moving to escape the grip of his hand on my ass. He was too big, the stretching too much, and the pressure inside became unbearable. Just as I was about to scream, his fingers found my clit and began a slow, sensual massage that made my muscles relax to give him entry.

“Fuck,” he rasped and shoved the rest of his length in.

My mouth opened in a silent cry, my eyes wide as I struggled to breathe. We were locked together, our bodies one. Liam pressed kisses across my shoulder to the top of my spine, his fingers working the sensitive flesh between my legs.

His hips moved back and forth tentatively, and I wiggled my ass against him.

“Liam,” I whimpered.

“Breathe, baby, just relax.” He must have felt my struggle as he held me, his hands soothing, his lips whispering soothing platitudes between gentle kisses.

He wrapped a hand around my hair until he fisted it to turn my head toward him. So much for me trying to make this impersonal since I now stared into his eyes. His lips touched mine with infinite tenderness, his hips rotating slowly until my body relaxed into his. It was only when he felt my response that his kiss deepened, and his pelvis began to thrust.

“You good?” he muttered against my lips.

“Hmmm…”

Liam released my hair and my head fell forward. One hand landed on my ass, the other in the middle of my back, pushing me forward until my shoulders lowered. My tongue flicked over my lips to savour the taste of him.

He slowly dragged his cock from my core until he nearly pulled out before slamming back into me. We both groaned together at the sensation. Liam grabbed my hips and began a punishing rhythm of thrusts that pushed me forward into the softness of his mattress. My fingers grasped the bedding to try and anchor myself in the storm he created.

Over and over, he angled his thrusts to rub that special place that made my thighs quiver and moans to emerge. He’d developed a style of dominance that I never anticipated, his body owning mine in a way it never had before. Previously, we’d touched and experimented equally. Now, he pinned me down and took control. He didn’t ask because he understood my body’s reactions.

The delicious friction of his rapid thrusts steadily stoked the flames of desire deep in my stomach. My breasts bounced with every movement, his grunts mingling with the slapping sound of our bodies moving together.

Needing more, wanting everything, I pushed myself back up onto my arms to meet his thrusts.

Liam’s hands soothed over my ass. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

My head turned around to glance at him over my shoulder and I couldn’t look away. His muscles were tense, a sheen of perspiration covered his brow, and his hips moved back and forth as his cock slammed into me from behind.

We stared at each other, words irrelevant as our bodies remembered the rhythm of our ancient sensual dance. Liam’s hands slid from my hips under my stomach. He increased his pressure on my stomach until he lifted me onto my knees, my body aligning along the length of his.

I gasped as his teeth bit into my shoulder. “Tell me you’re mine.”

In this position I was so full of him that I could barely think.

He pulled out, lifting me to the top of the bed where the headboard was an elaborate cast iron creation. My fingers grasped the rail, kneeling as Liam moved behind me.

My eyes closed as his hands moved over my breasts and lower down.

Lower.

Lower.

Low… holy moly!

My eyes flew open as his fingers slid into me.

“Liam?”

“Tell me your mine,” he repeated.

How could I reveal my other biggest secret? That I only ever belonged to him body and soul?

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