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“I’m not sure, sir.”Crushing her wonderful assets against my chest, she wrapped her arms around my neck.“You are pretty dirty.”

“Guilty.”There was no denying that charge, and reaching under her hips, I hoisted her from the floor and encouraged her legs around my middle.

“I want you again.”Holding her gaze, I watched her reactions carefully.“I want to fill you up and pound you until you scream my name.”

“Eli?”Her inquiring tone was teasing as I shoved her up against the nearest wall.

“Uh-uh.”Releasing her perfect butt, I waved my finger in front of her face and pressed her gently into the wood.My dick pulsed frantically between her legs, sensing where it was headed once we’d set the record straight.“You know my name by now.”

“Yes, sir.”She grinned, lifting herself up as my hand lowered to ease her onto my eager erection.

Her mouth opened as she slid over me, her body swathing me in her soft femininity until we both called out.With one hand against the wall and the other beneath her backside, I eased away from her perfection before slowly slamming back into her.I’d promised her the stars, and balls deep inside of her, I was lost instantly to the wondrous expanse of stratosphere.

Chapter Eight

Passion In Motion

Erin

There had never been anything like that before—anyonelike him.I’d never known the hard, masculine lines of a body like his, with strength enough to support my not insubstantial weight as he plowed into me, nor the sense of empowerment his vigor filled me with as he drilled me into the side of the cabin.I used to scoff at the idea thatI neededa man, but as he gave me everything he had to give, I was forced to reconsider.I’d denied myself the erotic pleasure of a man for a long time, thinking it had made me stronger, but in reality, all it had left me feeling was incomplete.

The intensity in his brilliant gray gaze ignited me as our bodies crashed together, as though I was the only woman in the world he’d ever screwed before.There, in the shadows, I started to believe in that mesmerizing passion.

“Jesus, Erin.”His jaw tightened as he guided my sex up and down the length of his hard shaft.“You feel so good.”

I could only agree, the sounds of our bodies colliding competing with the hammering of my heart as I threw my head back onto the wood and yelled.

“Don’t stop!Please, don’t stop!”

“I’m not stopping,” he murmured, his eyes half-closed as he basked in my body.

Allowing his shoulders to bear the burden of us both, I snapped my hips forward, riding him over and over until the heat at my core furled with fresh urgency.It had only been minutes since I’d last erupted, but with the sweet friction of his body provoking my clit and the way he was stretching me, I sensed it wouldn’t take much for me to topple a second time.

The carnality we created together was a tumult of desire, our old rage and our current lust combining to ramp up our instinctive connection.By the time his breathy pleas morphed to gruff grunts, it was clear we were both on the verge of free-falling.

“Eli!”

Somewhere, deep down, I knew the last thing he wanted to hear was his name, but poised on the edge of insanity, I could scarcely think of anything except the name of the man who’d swept into my world and turned everything on its head.

My ‘sir’ he might have become, but fundamentally, he was still an enigma, with so much about him remaining unknown.All I’d managed to ascertain in the time we’d been stuck there was that he was once a park ranger, and before that, he’d worked for the state in some shady capacity, though what his profession had been remained shrouded in secrecy.

“You are so bad.”He rasped the words, turning and staggering us both toward the bed.I yelped at the sudden change of tack, the shift yanking me back from the brink when my clit no longer received the consistent stimulation it needed to push me to paradise.

We landed in a heap on the unkempt covers, our bodies still fused as he settled between my legs.

“No!”I whimpered, pushing my clit north to meet his body.“I was so close.”

His hips paused at my complaint, his gaze darkening as he lowered over me.“Sofucking bad, little girl.”

Swooping to claim my lips, he found my hands and tugged them up and over my head.I ceded to the kiss, enjoying the intimacy, despite my loss.I’d already benefited from one soul-shattering orgasm, but being so close to satisfaction again and then being refused was still difficult to bear.Enmeshing his fingers with mine, he pinned my palms down before his cock began to move, his face rising over mine like a deity.

“If I’m so bad, you’d better make me pay, sir.”I barely recognized the purring temptress I’d become.

No doubt Chelle and the others wouldn’t have known me either had they been there to witness the unraveling events, but even though I missed my friend and still wanted to know what had befallen her, a selfish part of me was grateful there was no one else there to observe the debauched change.I was only just coming to terms with the wild facet of Erin that Eli seemed to have unleashed.

“Oh, I’ll make you pay all right.”The deep resonance of his growl snapped me right back into the then and there, the musculature of his body and the inches of his thick cock buried inside my pussy all anchoring me to the present.“How about we start right now?”

“S-sir?”He seemed foreboding suddenly, that tempting eyebrow cocking as he shifted to his knees and lifted my hips and backside from the bed.“What are you doing?”

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