Page 104 of In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes

Her hands sunk into my hair and a shudder rolled through me. “Uh-huh.”

“Right here?” My voice was ragged.

She nodded, kissing me hard. “Right here.”

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I rockedagainst his thick length again and my head fell back.

No more waiting. One day, this time I had with Holden would be a distant memory. He’d be married with a handful of kids, a dog running up and down the stairs, and a wife who he looked at with stars in his eyes.

As for me? It was all a big blank. I’d be in Toronto, probably hanging out with Willa, drinking mimosas and laughing about a TV show.

He had said it tonight.I want to be here with you.

Holden groaned as I tugged on his hair, guiding his mouth back to mine. His cock pressed against my clit, and pressure grew low in my belly.

“Do you want to slow down?” he murmured.

“No. I want you. Now.” My head spun but I’d only had one drink inside. Arousal soaked my panties. Holden’s masculine scent surrounded me, teased me, intoxicated me, and against my skin, his warmth drugged me.

He nodded as his mouth returned to me. “Need you, baby.” His hand worked at his belt and a second later, his cock sprang free. I wrapped around the thick length, stroking it, and he let out another hoarse groan. He was hard and warm and Ilovedthe feeling of him, thick and heavy in my hand.

Arousal swirled between my legs. “Condom,” I demanded and he nodded before pulling his wallet out. When he slipped the foil packet out, I let him go, watching with fascination as he rolled it down his length.

Oh my god. Holden’s cock was huge. I knew this, we’d had our hands all over each other for weeks now, but the thought of riding him?

A thrill of excitement and pleasure shot through me and my eyes widened before they met his. I bit my lip.

His eyes were dark, searching mine as he slipped my skirt up. He supported me as I lifted myself, one hand around the back of his neck, one hand slipping my panties to the side as he positioned himself at my entrance.

I slid down onto Holden’s cock and moaned as I stretched around him.

“Oh my god,” I moaned into his chest. “Baby.”

“I’m so deep inside you.” His voice was sandpaper. Ripples of pleasure wavered through my limbs and my nails dug into his arms. “Feels fucking incredible.”

Oh god. His length between my legs burned so good, and I couldn’t breathe, the sensation was so intense.

“Okay?” he murmured, his hands stroking up and down my back. A sheen of sweat covered his forehead and I had smeared the butterfly on his temple when I collapsed against him.

I nodded, heaving for air. “You’re a lot.”

“You’re okay,” he said in a low voice that made me want to come. His hand stroked up and down my back, lulling me into a cloud of pleasure and heat. “You can take it.”

I shifted my hips against his. His cock hit the spot he worked when he wanted to make me come, and I whimpered into his chest.

“Even better than I dreamed of.” His voice was rough in my ear.

Holden’s hands cupped my ass, slipping beneath my panties so he could touch bare skin, and he lifted me up and down on his cock. His length hit every nerve in my body and I began to tremor.

Heat squeezed the base of my spine and my eyes widened at the heat pooling between my legs. I wasn’t. I couldn’t. I never had. I didn’t come during sex. Other people did but I didn’t. He slowed his movements more and I squirmed at the pleasure.

I could feeleverything. His fingers digging into the skin of my ass and hips. The slick sweat between us. My knees on his seat. The brush of his skin against my clit as I rocked forward.

Oh.

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