Page 13 of His Prize

He growled. “There we go.”

“That’s it, Israel. That’s it. Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”

He gripped my hair. “Under one condition.”

I gasped. “Name it.”

He pulled my ear to his lips. “You get back into my fucking bed at night, and you don’t move again.”

I nodded quickly. “Anything you want.”

He pounded into my body as the sounds of skin slapping skin filled the space around us. I groaned while he growled. I moaned while he grunted. His hands gripped my hips as he held me against him, rutting like a wild dog to find his release. I felt my back pull taut. My body collapsed against his. My walls pulsed wildly as my toes curled in my heels.

“I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come. Israel, please! Yes!”

“Fuck, I’m coming. Bonnie. Shit. What the fuck have you done to me?”

I choked out his name, “Is-ra-el. Shit.”

I collapsed against him as sweat trickled down the nape of my neck. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head, making me feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world. I settled my forehead in the crook of his neck. I kissed him softly as his hands stroked up and down my spine. His cock stayed sheathed within my warmth as our intermingled juices dripped from between my thighs. And as I felt our hearts beating in time as one, I felt the last of my walls cave.

I’ll never love another man like I love you, Israel.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” he murmured.

I whimpered. “I don’t wanna.”

He chuckled. “I’m sure people are already staring, and I don’t want anyone catching you in this position.”

I leaned up. “Me? What about you?”

“What about me?”

“What if someone catches you like this?”

His eyes grew serious. “A male Don in this position is a position of power. A female Donne in the same position isn’t seen as kindly.”

It warmed my heart that he cared so much. “I appreciate that, thank you.”

He helped me off his pelvis. “Now, let’s get ourselves together and get home. I take it you used Gary to get here?”

“I did.”

“Good. I’ll know you’re safe heading home. I’ll see you there, okay?”

“Can’t I ride with you and we can just tell Gary to go home?”

He shook his head. “Just trust me. I’ll explain it once we get home. But, we need to drive separately.”

I have a lot to get used to.“Okay, okay. I’ll take the Town Car home.”

He kissed my temple. “Good girl.”

I shot him a look. “Call me Bonnie or something akin to a wonderful woman. I’m not a girl, Israel.”

His eyes found mine. “No, you’re not. I’ll find something else to call you.”

“Thank you.”

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