Page 34 of Silent Heart

“Wrap your legs behind me,” he ordered, voice tight.

I did.

Kole slid back before pressing forward, deeper and harder. He stretched my insides with the most delicious burn.

“Almost there,” he rasped, pulling back once more.

Holy shit.That wasn’t all of him?

I took deep breaths, forcing my body to relax into his demands. This time, with a predatorial snarl, he filled me. My muscles locked around his cock possessively.

There was a moment’s pause where he allowed me a breath to adjust to his size and girth. Absently, a small voice of reason muttered about birth control and protection. But I was too far gone to listen—not a good thing. Normally not something I would condone.

And then he began to move.

The sense of fullness, of tightness, ebbed into something euphoric. It was a wholly new and unfamiliar feeling. It was more enticing than scary, but if I was being honest, there was a touch of hesitation swirling in the rush of pleasure.

I might not be a virgin, but I was out of my damn element with this man.

Thoughts of him bare, moving and gliding into my slick heat, zapped every other thought and worry away. I was crazed! Mad for this man. The thought of him branding me with his cum was enough to start the delicious spasms.

I was so damn close!

“You’re not going to walk today without feeling this.” Kole held me around my waist as he set a demanding pace. His touch reached between us, grazing over my clit. “Every step will be a reminder of what we did.”

I moaned. I didn’t have to chase the release, it was right there, ready for the taking.

“It’s payback, you know,” he grunted. “Every morning, every swimming lesson, I’ve had to hide the raging hard-ons you give me.”

For a man who said next to nothing, this string of dirty, delicious things he said were enough to disorient me. But I didn’t want him to stop.

I freakinglovedhow he spoke. The reverence in his tone was a spark to my burning skin. The strained need in his tone was a cocktail of delight and pleasure.

“Do you know what I do when you leave?” Kole flicked my clit, shooting sparks over my vision.

But then, the monster paused.

He paused! Stopped moving. Held still.

“No!” I cried out.

He chuckled darkly. “No guesses?”

I wasn’t even sure what he was talking about. I was submerged under the weight of this man. It was a potent combination of his presence, his silence and words, his touch, and most of all, his rock-hard cock stretching me.

“I fuck my fist, Harley. That’s what you reduce me to, a mess who can’t think straight until I release. All. Over. The. Fucking. Tiles,” he ground out.

One snap of his hips, and he thrust deep inside me.

A blast of pleasure overwhelmed my senses. Me—me!The homegrown farmer’s daughter reducedthiscreature from another world to a needy mess.

I might not know the details, but I knew enough to realize this wouldn’t be over after we finished. This was only the beginning.

A proud smile pulled at my mouth.

“Your pussy is greedy for a big, hard dick,” Kole rasped. “You should see how she swallows every fucking inch.”

“Maybe…. Next time…. I could….” I managed to say.

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