Page 52 of Ice Cold Liar

Incredible.

“Eb?Eb!”Her hips surged up against him.“I want you in me!You!I want you!But, oh, that feels so good…I-I can’t wait, I can’t—Eb!”Naomi came, quivering.

He lapped her up.Then he eased back.Stared down at her.Saw the rapid rise and fall of her breasts.The flush on her cheeks.The wide eyes that peered back at him.

Mine.Every single inch.Mine.

His wallet was near the bed.He’d tossed it there before crashing in the bed.Without a word, he grabbed it.Took out the condom from inside.In seconds, he’d stripped completely.Had rolled on the condom.Then he climbed onto the bed with her.Crawled over her.

Her hands rose to hold his shoulders.Her gaze collided with his.

She’d said it would mean nothing.Casual sex.Fine.She could say that.To him, it meant everything.

It meant no going back.It meanttaking her.

“Eb?”The faintest hint of fear.“Don’t hurt me.”

“Fucking never.”Then he drove into her.She was tight.So freaking tight.She squeezed him and surrounded him, and he almost lost his mind because she felt too good around him.The sweetest heaven.The hottest hell.Everything he’d ever wanted.His.

His hands slammed into the mattress on either side of her as he made sure to keep his weight up and off her.He tried to give her time to adjust to him?—

“Don’t youdarestop!”Her legs locked around him.

Stop?Ha.He pulled back.Drove into her.She urged him on with her moans and the frantic dips and slams of her hips against him.There was no slowing.There was no build-up.There was just a frantic passion.A lust that overtook them both.His right hand flew down to wedge between their bodies.He stroked her clit.Fast and hard.Pressed with his fingers and his thumb and she bucked beneath him when she came.

Orgasm number two.

She didn’t shout his name.That would have been fucking fun.Instead, her head turned, and the edge of her teeth rasped over him in a sensual bite.

Fucking fun.

The final thread of his control ripped away.He pounded into her.Felt her muscles clamp so perfectly around him.Felt the aftershocks of her orgasm as he thundered toward his own release.When it hit, he was the one to shout.To bellow her name as he came on the most powerful release of his life.

With the woman he should have never touched.

The mad drummingof her heart slowly eased.Her breathing stopped being so ragged and pant-intensive.Her fingers fluttered over Eb’s shoulders.Those, big, powerful shoulders.

His head lifted.

His eyes immediately met hers.

He didn’t say a word.

Neither did she.

Slowly, he began to pull out of her.

Her breath hitched.He stilled.

For a moment, she wanted to clamp her legs around him and hold on.But that wasn’t the way this scene would work.He probably already regretted what he’d done.She’d gone off like a Fourth of July rocket, coming as soon as he’d put his mouth on her.The orgasm had been incredible.Unbelievable.Until that moment, she’d never responded so completely and quickly to someone.

“Gonna tell me this was a mistake?”His voice was rough.Gravelly.

She held his shoulders.She needed to let go.“Is that what you think it was?”

“I shouldn’t have touched you.”

Yet one of his hands still curled around her hip.Possessively.She wet her lips.“Then why did you?”

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