Page 43 of Endurance

Time passed. I didn’t know if it was seconds, minutes, or hours. I was only aware of the tingling sensation all over my body as I slowly opened my eyes to meet his. His lips parted slightly, and his deep blue eyes were a violent inferno of desire. Moving up my body, he took the lobe of my ear between his teeth before tracing the outline with the tip of his tongue. A shiver ran through me.

“Let’s go to the pool,” he whispered.

Climbing off the chair, Sloan began to unbutton his shirt.

“No, let me,” I told him. My legs felt weak as I stood from the lounge chair, but I kept myself steady as I closed the gap between us and reached for the buttoned seam of Sloan’s shirt. Starting at the top, I unfastened each button to expose his chest at a painstakingly slow pace. As much as I wanted to rip the clothes from his body, I wanted to enjoy this moment of seduction even more.

Once his shirt was removed, I lightly trailed my fingertips over his rock-hard abdomen to the line of muscle leading to his groin. I heard his sharp intake of breath as I reached to undo the buckle of his belt, allowing me easy access to unzip the fly of his jeans and release his straining cock. After pushing his pants down his legs, I took a step back to admire the hard lines of his body. He would make any sculptor weep. I could see the faint lines of his scars on his left hip and arm, and I wondered how many came from the crash and how many were from the resulting surgeries that followed. The imperfections somehow made him look more rugged and sexy. He was magnificent in every sense of the word—from his muscular thighs to the rippled power of his rock-hard abs and broad, bronzed shoulders—the perfect specimen of the alpha male.

I took in the dangerous glint in his eyes before allowing my attention to travel down past his tapered V to settle on his long, thick erection that looked impossibly hard. Moving forward, I gave him a slow and lazy kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me closer, but I shook my head.

“It’s my turn, Sloan. I want to taste you.”

Lowering to my knees, I took his virile cock into my hand. His breath hissed between his teeth as I closed my lips around the lush head, flicking my tongue leisurely before taking him further into my mouth. He was hot, silky, and soft. His taste ignited my senses, and I greedily sucked, worshiping his manhood. Sloan fisted his hands through my hair, encouraging me to take more, so I pushed forward until I felt him hit the back of my throat. Tightening my lips, I pulled back to swirl my tongue, then pressed deep to suck him in long, drawing pulls.

“Holy fuck, Kallie. I’ll never last at this rate,” he groaned and pushed forward into my mouth.My sex tightened in pleasure from his words as his thick veins throbbed against my tongue. His thighs tensed and I could feel his shaft swell deep in my throat. His breathing became ragged, and I knew he was close.

I pulled back, not wanting him to come just yet. I wanted to feel him inside me when he did. I looked up at him and our gazes locked. The raw hunger in his eyes mirrored my own as he hauled me to my feet. I saw him reach down and snatch a condom from the pocket of his jeans before moving to lift me effortlessly. He positioned my legs, scissoring them around his hips. As he walked us to the pool, I swiped my tongue up the side of his throat, relishing in the intoxicating smell of his cologne and the subtle saltiness of his skin.

Lowering us to the top step, he sheathed the condom over his length, then captured one of my nipples between his teeth to tease the hardened point. With me straddling his hips, he trailed kisses up my neck, fisting his hand in my hair and yanking my head back to ravage my mouth like he was starving. Water lapped around my knees, and a fire began to build low and deep in my belly. It flowed through me, hot like lava.

With my knees firmly planted on the top step of the pool, I tightened my legs against his hips. I could feel his erection pressing hard against my heat as his teeth bit into my lower lip, the sharp sensation cutting through me and intensifying the ache in my belly. I needed him inside me—now. Slick with anticipation, I reached between us to position his tip to my entrance, then lowered onto his scorching heat with painstaking restraint. He pierced me, stretching me inch by divine inch until he was rooted deep in my essence. Our unification was more fulfilling than I could have possibly imagined, and I could almost see actual sparks flying in the air.

“Magic,” I breathed.

“You can say that again,” he agreed as he pushed up and gripped my hips.

I tightened around him. My already rapid-heartbeat increased in tempo, fueling my veins with even more desire for him. With my hands braced on the concrete behind his head, I began to move. As if the gods had created us for each other, we easily found our rhythm. His motions were determined, matching me thrust after thrust. We rocked together and the water sloshed, adding an erotic melody to our union. I kissed him again, our breaths mingling as we rose to new heights.

I gripped his shoulders, needing something more than concrete to hang onto, and felt his rippled muscles bunch beneath my palms. Before long, I was overflowing with arousal.

“Oh, God!” I gasped. I was so close.

“Fuck, Kallie,” he growled with a satisfied groan. “You’re driving me wild. Give me your orgasm. I need to feel your sweet pussy tighten around me.”

Reaching between us, he began to circle my clit with his thumb as he pushed up harder inside of me. My muscles clenched involuntarily as he brought me closer to that glorious peak. I was amazed at how he knew exactly what to do to please me—how to torment me with delicious pleasure, teasing me just long enough to ensure my climax would be cataclysmic.

With every inch of his length buried inside me, I dug my nails into his shoulders. I was right on the cusp and could barely think.

“I’m almost there,” I panted. Tightening my legs around him, I braced myself for that delicious moment when I would be sent over the edge. I trembled, losing more of myself with every passing moment. I became desperate, the promise of release all-consuming.

“Now, Kallie. Give it to me now!”

Strong hands gripped my hips, pulling me down as he pushed up in a hard thrust. Over and over again, he plunged impossibly deeper. As he continued to power upward, that slow build in my belly burst. I was mindless, wildly grinding against him as I split apart at the seams. I tossed my head from side to side and let out a harsh cry of fantastical release. My sensitive tissues rippled until I began to spasm uncontrollably in a long, shattering, heart-pounding orgasm.

“Sloan!” I cried out and unraveled around him, overcome with a sensation of blinding heat. Colors flashed before my eyes as the rush surged through me.

My fingernails clawed at his back, pulling him closer when I felt him tense beneath me. I clung to him, waiting for the moment he would follow me into the abyss of mindless release. With one last plunge, his body convulsed before momentarily falling still. When his breath hitched, and I felt the delicious pulsating of his cock, we spiraled together and his climax to burst forth.

A rush of air escaped my lungs as my hammering heart worked its way back to a normal rhythm. With his arms banded tight around me, the raw strength of him enveloped me. I slumped down and wrapped my arms around his broad back. A calm stillness held fast to the air as he pressed his forehead against mine, then softly ran his hand up and down the curve of my spine.

“Goddamn,” he murmured into my ear. “I knew the moment I met you that you’d be a firecracker, but I had no idea... That was pyrotechnics on steroids.”

I smiled and let his words linger in the air for a moment.

“I think you were right when you said the planets have aligned. Venus and Mars definitely played their part tonight.” I felt the rumble of laughter in his chest more than I heard it and pulled back to look at him. “Why are you laughing?”

“I’m laughing because I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

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