Page 131 of A Duet of Darkness and Dreams

His jaw drops. “Izzy, Inever—”

“I know you never.”

“You do?”

I nod. “James told me.”

“I thought—” he starts. “I tried to move on from you, but I couldn’t. I can’t. No one ever came close to you. You’re all I think about every day, every night. All I want is you.”

“Then fucking have me,” I say, throwing his line back at him from Christmas. He smirks, then it’s as if the green flag has been waved as he attacks my body.

Hands skimming down my ribcage, over my hips, he grasps under my thighs to pull my legs around his waist. I squeeze him tighter to me. A jolt of pleasure races down my spine as his cock touches my clit. I gasp against his ear as he continues his bruising assault on my neck. His hips roll and his cock slides through my skin, rubbing my clit in the most teasing way. My nails dig into his shoulders.

“That feel good?” he whispers, rolling his hips again.

The slow strokes make my eyes roll back. “Yes,” I breathe.

With one hand on my hip, his other hand grasps the wet hair at the base of my scalp and pulls, tipping my head back against the concrete edge of the pool. Every thrust of his hips causes the heat in my belly to spread like wildfire. The water starts to lap and swirl around us, but all I can do is stare at the snow-covered glass ceiling above. My core clenches with the need to be filled by him, and the stupid part of my brain wants to be reckless. If I just shifted my body slightly, he could be inside me. But all risky things aside, I don’t want kids right now, and I’m smarter than that.

My moans escape upward, and I almost forget we’re in a public place. But . . . would that stop me?

“Dave,” I whisper. “Take me inside.”

He pinches my nipple, and another loud gasp breaks out of me. “Not until you come.”

“Someone might see.”

“Then they’ll know you belong to me.”

Belonging to someone. Belonging tohim. It’s enough, and with a few more thrusts my legs shake and I come hard with a shout of his name on my tongue.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers with a gentle bite to my earlobe. “You’re so gorgeous when you come.”

He releases my hair and I slump forward, my cheek resting on his shoulder as my body twitches. I’ve barely registered that we’ve moved until the cold air hits my skin and Dave’s climbing the stairs of the pool with me clinging to him like a sex-crazed koala.

He slides the glass door to the side, and we’re back in the familiar motel room. I think of how different I felt twenty-four hours ago. It’s amazing how quickly things can change.

Still dripping, he lays me gently on the bed, only . . .

“Wrong way, doofus,” I tease, looking up at him and kicking at the pillows with my feet.

But he just smirks then leans down to kiss me hard. “No, it’s exactly the right way.” His hand gently grasps my neck and tilts my head back, causing it to hang off the end. He must see the confusion on my face because he crouches down to kiss me, his nose pressing against my chin. “If it’s too much, just tap my leg. Now,” he says, standing over me stroking his huge, hard cock, “open wide.”

The glistening head of his cock nudges my lips and I take him in my mouth. I grasp the damp bed sheets for dear life. In this position he has all the control, and when he thrusts forward a little too deeply, my eyes water as I gag.

“Relax your throat,” he urges, his fingers gently gliding up my neck.

I take a deep breath through my nose and will my body to take him deeper. He thrusts forward slowly again andagain, and each time it’s easier, the ache in my jaw delicious.

“That’s it,” he praises. “Touch yourself.”

I moan around his cock and he shudders, but reaches forward to move my hand down my body. Closing my eyes, I reach between my legs to find myself drenched, and not from the pool water. No, my thighs and lips are slick for him. He thrusts forward again and my pussy clenches hard, a fresh wave of tears spilling from my closed eyes.

“Breathe,” he reminds me. “You were fucking made for me, Izzy. Look at you. I can see my cock choking you.”

I’m so fucking turned on, and when I dip my fingers inside, my whole body contracts with something finally filling me. My pussy tightens around my fingers and I release a moan, my throat constricting.

“Jesus, you feel so fucking good,” he grunts.

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