Page 196 of Love, Rekindled

With an astronomical will, James leashed his demons and released Lita, stepping back to give her space. Lungs protesting his lack of oxygen intake, he watched her straighten and face him, cheeks flushed, eyes a little wild, reminding him of that night when she was only nineteen. Fuck, the similarity almost did him in. Made him want to fall at her feet and apologize until the world ended.

“So that’s it?” She sauntered toward him, making his eyes narrow. “You’re just going to stop?”

“You asked me to stop,” he returned through clenched teeth, needing like hell to reach out and touch, grab, overwhelm her.

Closer now—somuch closer—she raised the shirt over her head, letting it fall to the ground, giving him an unobstructed view of her tits. “I asked you to stop because you wanted me to.” She ran her index finger down his abdomen, sending a bolt of need to his still-erect cock, thickening it as she watched. “And because I…wantedyou to say no.”

Yes.The invisible chains holding him back clanked onto the ground. James lunged forward, hauling Lita up against him with one arm, yanking her skirt down with the other. Naked. He wanted her fuckingnaked, without a goddamn stitch to offend him or share access to her body. As soon as the skirt dropped, her legs were around James’s waist, the head of his sensitive arousal slipping through her pussy. His hands molded to her bottom, giving her a nice glide up and down an erection that might as well have her name tattooed on it. “You know why you fit me so nice, Lita? Why all I have to do is tilt my hips to go home?”

Her thighs slipped down his sides, so she clung to his shoulders, working to get higher, leg muscles flexing. Even though his hands were braced on her ass, he loosened them a moment and enjoyed watching. Seeing her sexual frustration as she worked to stay on top of his cock. “James.”

“Why do you fit me so well?” he grated at her mouth.

“I’m your plaything.” Finally having found purchase, she writhed on his lap. “I’m your plaything.”

He slapped her backside. “That’s right.Onlymine.” God, the flood of lust was battering him from all sides, the need to get inside her fierce. Waiting another second seemed like a travesty, but protecting her came second nature, so he took two steps and set her down on the desk, getting a priceless eyeful of her female flesh as he bent forward the remove his jeans and dig a condom from the pocket.

“No.” Lita shook her head. “I don’t want that.”

His look held a warning. “Lita…”

“Youbrought me to the doctor.” Her eyes grew glassy, her slight figure swaying on the desk’s surface. “You had me put on the pill yourself. I probably shouldn’t find that so hot.”

James tossed the condom onto the desk, eased between her thighs and let their mouths graze together. “You tortured me for a week. Blowing kisses to jackass boys in the crowd. Wearing my shirts to bed so they smelled like you the next day.” He shook his head. “But I couldn’t take chances with you.” His knuckle slid over her clit, making her gasp. “Or this.”

Doubt crept into her expression. “Is it you, then? You’re not?—”

He cut her off with his mouth, ending the kiss by rubbing their damp lips together. “In this one way, I’m clean for you.” He dropped a hand down to stroke his aching cock. “You want it raw?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Somehow, floating in his lust-fueled consciousness was the important reminder that Lita hadn’t been with a man in a long time. The testosterone fueling him wanted to take her fast, hard, completely, but he couldn’t. Not their first time. “Lita?—”

“You’re thinking too much.” She reached behind him and dug her fingernails into the flesh of his ass, drawing him forward. Their gazes held for a meaningful moment, before she moved her hands to his chest. Smoothed her palms over him in a circle. Andpushed. “I said, I want to go home.”

This time, there was no conflict or hesitation. It couldn’t exist when lust, power and need was a vacuum, sucking all the uncertainty free. He wrapped Lita’s hair around his fist, hauling her head back and savoring the shocked whimper that passed her lips. “You’ll leave when I’m done with you.”

When Lita started to struggle in earnest, he released her hair in favor of yanking her hips to the desk’s edge. She tried to insert a leg between them, a lever to shove James away, but only succeeded in kicking over a plastic ice bucket and a stack of paper cups. Jesus, the combination of those objects scattering on the floor and her hands pushing at his shoulders made his blood turn thick, made it pound.Take, take, take.He allowed himself to experience her resistance, savor it, before wrapping a forearm around her waist and pinning her arched back to the desk.

The position left her thighs wide, her pussy on display. She made a distressed sound, her legs attempting to shoot closed, but he blocked them with his body. He didn’t so much as flinch when she slapped his face. “You’re not helping your cause.”

“Get off of me,” she said through her teeth.

James entered her body with a growl, a sound drowned out by her scream.Christ.Christ, for a moment, the dark game they were playing didn’t exist. He was finally inside Lita and what the hell else mattered? But the tight, sleek feel of her, the hands still attempting to push him away, called to his primitive nature, roused the more intense facets of it. James leaned down, putting his ear directly above her mouth, needing to hear everything that came out. Then he reared back his hips and drove into her hard, closing his eyes at the deafening cry she released.

“Did you ever stop to think about how a man looks…when he’s got a woman beneath him?” His voice was a boom of bass in the darkness. “When he’s finally got one mounted and spread?”

Her breath feathered his ear. “N-no.”

“No?” James slipped free of her perfection and rolled himself forward again, noting how her knees shot high every time he thrust. God, he would love to film that little move so he could replay it for her. Make herlookat the effect of his plunging cock on her lithe body. “Men were made with this length of flesh that only fitsoneplace. Inside a woman. And that flesh gets hard all the fucking time, always aching for that space between a woman’s legs. Where it was made tofit.” He punctuated his final word with a hard thrust, groaning at the way her tits shook. “I’m an animal just like the rest of them. Wanting to get on top of a woman and ride her rough, close my eyes and fuck until the hard flesh we were cursed with doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Lita renewed her attempts to get free beneath him, ramming the heel of her hand into his pectoral and shifting her hips, heels digging into the desk. All useless movements, despite their vigor. It was dark in the room and her eyes were shadowed, but the dipping of his right shoulder caused light from the bathroom to illuminate her face. Her eyes were glassy but focused on him. Hair a mess, mouth puffy. God, he’d never seen anything sexier in his life.MyLita.

Rocked by need and undeniable relief that this experiencewith Litawas far better than some anonymous fantasy, James held her down and bucked his hips, again and again. He was the embodiment of desperate aggression, sliding her body down to meet each thrust, grunting as she sheathed his dick with little cries. Cries that sounded like submission, an offering to the beast harnessed inside him so long. The hands pushing his shoulders were losing their determination, hesitating as if they wanted to tug him closer instead. And James could do nothing but slake his lust. Just bury his face in her neck and strive with each pistoning thrust to get deeper.Deeper.“Oh God, oh God,oh God…” Lita moaned into his shoulder, her voice vibrating with the force of his drives.

“Some men are after relief and they don’t care who gives it to them,” he grated into her neck. “Now imagine a man who only gets hard foronewoman. Imagine it’s a never-ending battle to hide his erect cock because she’salways around. Giving him little pinkie waves and whining his name, knowing full well what it does to him. I’ve wanted to fuck you all day,everyday, since you showed up.Goddammit, you little tease.”

Lita’s hands were on his ass now, their game having shattered apart with his admissions. Head back, mouth open, tits bouncing, she jerked him forward into the promise of relief her body represented. Her knees were hooked under his elbows now, but he couldn’t remember getting them there. Couldn’t think around the way her wet pussy squeezed him, her husky moans of his name. “Please, James…”

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