Page 106 of The Chase
“You really want to deal with this?”
“Yes.” His fingertips found my clit, making small circles...
Sending me into a writhing mess. “I need you inside me. Please, fuck me. Right now. Here.”
His fingers left me and he made quick work of stripping me out of my pajamas.
Leaving me naked with my back pressed up against the wall, I drew from this alertness caused by the cold brick behind me; all senses hyperaware.
With a flick of his wrist he had his full length out, its rigidity nudging my entrance, and he lifted me up with ease and I flung my legs around his waist, allowing him to thrust deeper.
He slammed me against the wall and his cock slid farther in, bringing a luscious pang of taut pleasure, and my head lolled forward as I lost all will to fight back. All I needed in this moment was this, him taking me fiercely against the wall.
My vulnerability reached new heights with Tobias still dressed and me completely naked, my defenselessness glaring. The shock of this realization was short-lived as white-hot passion sent my hips into frenzied thrusts to greet his forced strikes slamming into me, alighting me, and I was stunned by the eroticism of being overpowered.
He sent my heart and mind reeling when he touched me, fucked me, controlled every aspect of my arousal to leave me breathless.
“I can’t wait to fuck you properly, Zara.”
“We are!”
“No, this is nothing compared to what I’m going to do to you.”
Moaning as I neared orgasm, my teeth buried into his shoulder tattoo just like I’d wanted to do from the first moment I’d set eyes on him, this man so vivid with dominance. A breathtaking vision of him furiously taking me.
His thrusts were frantic. “This feels amazing.”
He crushed his lips to mine and his tongue fucked my mouth harder than it ever had, proving he meant it.
Frozen in a state of bliss, my sex gripping, milking, hungry for more of him, my clit a constant throb of need as his pelvis struck against it with an upward glide, sending deliberate shocks of bliss.
He pulled away. “I’m going to make it right.”
With my legs still wrapped around him, he turned swiftly and moved toward the kitchen table. He swept off that wineglass with ease.
I barely heard the sound of it shattering on the floor. I was too gone to care.
He laid me back on the table, raising my legs and spreading them wide and resting the soles of my feet on each of his shoulders.
Tobias leaned forward and cupped the back of my head to rest it down. “Let me be everything you need.”
His words rushed through my thoughts, sending ripples of desire into every cell, every sinew, and every inhalation of his cologne made me feel like he owned me.
My back arched. “Please.”
He clenched his teeth. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“There’s nothing more wonderful than watching you come.”
That was all I needed to free-fall into this blinding climax, my back arching further, my sex on fire with rippling ecstasy, my body rigid, my heart and mind yearning for everything he promised to show me.
My thighs slipped apart, unable to hold up anymore, and he caught them as they fell, holding them firmly and positioning my legs better for his access, to deepen his thrusts, his body taut and still with tension—
He was all hard muscle and ferocious control, his radiant jade irises morphing to emerald green. Then he closed his eyes, his face focused and his expression quietly powerful as he spilled his heat inside me, the rush of his cum tipping me over into oblivion...
Tobias’s low grunts mingled with my own drawn-out groans, my body rigid and caught in this endless cycle of pleasure surging through my sex, my breathless sighs proving my need for this to never end.
