Page 118 of Filthy Love

He’d owned and conquered her in the night. And she’d been pretty-easy conquering. If eager had a sound, then it was Gia begging for Hawk to fuck her.

She wondered just what he saw when he looked at her that certain way.

There was a power she’d never seen in him before, from the way he dropped a kiss on her already waiting mouth, to the sleek movement of his hands pressing her thighs up towards her chest, holding her legs split open for him, and they both watched the slow entry of his thick cock inside her.

Oh, god yes. Every nerve ending came alive frantically. “I love how you smell.” She purred, with her nose buried in his neck.

His mouth angled to tease hers, grabbing lips issuing her to open for him. But he didn’t settle in for a long kiss even when Gia let him inside, even when she licked his tongue and over his teeth, not even when she hooked him around the back of his neck and nipped. Instead he caressed his lips and beard across her entire face, feathering kisses on her forehead, down her nose, across her cheeks, and eyes, making them flutter closed on a wistful sigh. Utterly seduced in his soft tenderness.

“Hawk…” she attempted to lift her pelvis from the bed, but he pushed her down.

And with each kiss, his cock moved with deeper purpose, wedging himself into her too-small, tender from overuse entrance, he teased until her body gave, finally seated as deep as he could go, and a cry of pleasure issued from her craned throat. “Shhh,” he whispered hoarsely, kissing her as she moaned again.

It felt so good. She could barely stand it. She needed him to move.

All night long he’d worked her over rough and hard, soft and reverently. It was strange she still wanted him just as hungrily like he hadn’t fucked a house worth of orgasms into her already.

“I’m going to give you everything you need.” He told her.

They shared kisses and touches. Hawk used his big hands to cup her behind, lifting her effortlessly into his grunted thrusts, working her down his dick. And Gia watched his face, how he took pleasure from her inner walls fluttering so she did it over and over just to get those sex-soaked sounds. “I need to take my time, little bit. To savor every wet clench of you. If you never give me this again. I need to remember all of it.”

“Hawk, please, it hurts when you go slow…” she wasn’t above manipulation if it spurred him to move harder, faster.

He moaned against her cheek. “You completely undo me, you know that? Until I can’t see straight. I shouldn’t be touching you at all, Gia—”

“You should! Please, don’t stop.”

“—but I want you too much.” He shoved and buried harder. The bed complained under the strain. “I need you so much more, Gia. Jesus, you feel so fucking good. Am I hurting you?”

“No.” Her neck arched, fingernails dug into his forearms leaving half-moon crescents behind. The sloppy sounds of their bodies moving together should have embarrassed her, only it didn’t. She was turned up to the max, skin heated, blood on the boil and loving every second of seeing him take pleasure from her. “I love it.Keep going. I want everything you have.”

It was like her entire body became one erogenous zone only Hawk knew the combination to unlocking.

He stroked deft fingers behind her kneecap, holding her leg for his deeper, animal thrusts. His touch had her trembling underneath him.

“Do you feel me in your lungs yet?”

“Harder.” She ordered on a torn cry. Sheneeded. Needed his brand of sin. Who knew she’d become hooked so quick to sex when going without before never bothered her.

All it had taken was Hawk.

“Fuck. Gia.” He gave her harder. “I wanna feel this pussy gush for me, soak me to my fucking feet.” Who knew she’d loved dirty talk. He sent her arousal into the ceiling.

The power of her touch on him was overwhelming. It was like taming a wild animal and having it lick at your hand. There was no urgency in his movements though they were deep and sure, and hit bottom every time.

He stilled before pulling out almost to the tip. Gia’s insides spasmed.

“I’ve wanted you until I’m mad with it,” she loved that their sex freed his tongue.

In. In. In.He slammed one after another. And she felt herself gather.

The feeling they made together was indescribable.

There was no stopping. Wild under him. Sweat made their bodies slick. He hooked a hand under the dip in her spine, lifting her into him, making her take it.

“I’m gonna come, Hawk. I’m …oh, god—I love you so much! Please, baby.”

A grunt roared out of him and the moment she realized what she’d said her eyes pinged open. His eyes bore into hers. Everything in her vision was aggressive ice blue surrounded in a thick forest of lightly colored lashes.

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