Page 14 of The Bride's Desire

She inhaled and nodded. She’d been waiting for this for a while. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, and the other hand tilted her face up.

Joe stared at her for another moment before he lowered his head.

The first touch of their lips was powerful, and it felt like her lips tingled. She tried to get closer, aching to have his cock slide into her.

He groaned and pulled her tighter against him, and his kisses became more heated, and his hands started moving over her. God, he felt so good. She heard herself whimper and tried to climb his body. The heated, out-of-control feeling his touches caused was something she’d never felt or even heard of before.

Her eyes opened when she felt the cold floor against her back. He’d pulled her down, and she hadn’t even felt it and didn’t care. She’d wanted him to get sexual with her for weeks.

The kisses went on and on, and his touches becamedeeper and more intimate. He cupped her breast and used his thumb to circle and rub over her nipples. It seemed to go on forever, and her begging continued.

Before she realized it, they were mostly naked, and his cock was sliding into her pussy. The sensation of being stretched should have given her pain, but it only made her hotter. Her legs came up and around his waist, and her nails dug into his shoulders. She felt if she didn’t ground herself, she’d fly.

“Jesus, you feel so good,” he said.

He came down until there was just his skin to hers. Her nails dug into his back, and she raised her hips to get him to go faster. “Please.”

The storm of arousal took them over until they were unable to catch a coherent thought. The sensation of their souls touching made her feel complete.

“Come for me, Sweetheart,” he said.

The tight band inside of her burst, making her cunt clamp down on his cock and a scream tear from her throat. He followed, and his groan mixed with her satisfaction.

As quickly as the storm roared over them, it passed, leaving them both breathless and limp.

Naomi didn’t think she’d ever feel her fingers and toes again. A smile grew across her face until she saw the look in his eyes. The only emotions she saw were regret and embarrassment.

“Fuck, Naomi. I’m sorry.”

“Why?”

“I took you on the ground like an animal.”

“But…”

He started to pull away and straighten their clothing. He reached for her skirt and pulled it down to cover her before standing and straightening his own clothes.

She cringed when she caught a flash of disgust in his face.She sat up and started to button her shirt, which was next to impossible because her hands were shaking so much.

“God, I’ll never forgive myself for this,” he said and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Why?”

His eyes widened. “Because I didn’t treat you like the lady I should have. I took you on the floor like a common…”

“Whore?” she said tightly.

He sighed and reached a hand down to her.

She shook her head. “No. I’m fine.” She scrambled up and took a few steps away from him. She flinched when he reached for her. If she saw the look of disgust on his face one more time, she’d lose what little control she had.

He withdrew his hand and wiped it down his face. “Shit. I really am sorry.”

Naomi nodded but kept her face averted.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

She had no idea if he was talking about her physical or emotions at that moment, so she just nodded again.

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