Page 125 of Bad Cowboy, Tennessee

“You’re out of your fucking mind,” he murmured against my lips. “I can’t fall for you. I can’t fall in love with you?—”

“You don’t have to do anything in the world. You just have to believe me when I tell you thatI love you, Draven.”

He growled against my mouth. His kiss was more feral than before, his teeth catching my lips, my tongue. The metal of his tongue ring clashing against my teeth, then sliding against my tongue as I opened deeper to him.

I was finally starting to adjust to his cock inside me and I tried to bounce up and down on it, hurting myself more.

Kissing his mouth while he fucked me.

Taking him.

Letting him take me.

I’d told him my truth—all of it, without fear. I knew he might toss it back in my face. I knew that admitting that I was falling for him was a risk that threatened more pain than any moment of anything physical.

And I welcomed it all.

He started to fuck me in earnest, now. With every slow thrust the pain receded, starting to give way to pure pleasure. It had been worth it.

Draven was all physicality now. His hands came down around my waist as I started to buck up and down on his cock.

I knew I’d pissed him off.

I also knew he fucking loved it.

That was how everything seemed to go, with him: I had to make himbelieve. And I was rewarded with the best thing I’d ever fucking felt in my life.

The head of his cock shoved up against my prostate as he fucked me. I felt his fingertips dig into my waist.

“It’s going to hurt you, Max.”

“It’s already been hurting.”

“Loving me,” he roared. “It is going to hurt you.”

“Then let it,” I said, my words breaking off into a deep moan as he pushed his cock all the way into me again.

“Max.”

“I’m not fragile,” I told him. “I don’t break. I can takeall of you. And I’m ready for it, Draven.”

“I love you,” he finally said, his voice low, like he was hypnotized. “God fucking damn it. I love you. I’m never going to be able to stop.”

“Good.”

“I’m too much, Max. I’ll need you. I’ll want to claim you and make you mine.”

“Like I wasn’t already?”

His eyes were like two smoldering fires. “You’re perfect for me.”

“Then fuck the come out of me. I’ve never had a cock inside me before and I’m losing mymind?—”

He hummed, bucking his hips upward in a quick motion, revealing just how much leverage he had beneath me.

It hit a spot even deeper inside me and I swore under my breath as he hit the new angle.

“Fist around your cock. Now.”

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