Page 48 of Captive Union
Erik situates his body over me, his hips between mine. His dark eyes focus on me as he asks, “Ready?”
“Yes.” I grip his arms tighter.
Erik eases himself inside, being gentle since this is still new to me. I appreciate his consideration of my body. It just turns me on even more.
We moan together as he fully enters me, stopping once he’s all the way in, letting his head rest against mine. I love looking into Erik’s eyes like this—like we’re one and the same, a united front, fully together. I feel … love.
Erik begins to shift his hips, rocking them in a circle, letting me feel all of him inside me. I clench my inner walls down around his erection, and he groans, picking up his pace.
“Erik,” I sigh, my head dropping back as he thrusts into me. My hands dig into his bag, seeking more.
“You like this, baby?” He plants hot kisses down my throat.
Pleasure spikes over me. “Yes.” I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him closer. “Yes.”
“Good. Feel how you make me feel.” He grinds his hips into mine. My legs wrap around his waist as his erection presses deeper into me. “Feel how good we are together.”
“Yes.” It seems it’s all I can say now.
Erik grips my thighs, picking up his pace. “Fuck, you are amazing.”
“Erik,” I cry out, feeling my orgasm hit me with a suddenness that surprises me.
He growls, thrusting into me deeper. With another shift of his hips, Erik’s release washes over him. He burrows his head into my neck as his body calms down. Mine is still trembling.
With ease, Erik, still inside me, rolls onto his back and brings me up, so I’m sitting on his lap. His length starts to harden again.
“Erik?” I rest my hands on his chest.
He smirks. “You’re always saying how you want to be bolder. What’s bolder than taking what you want? Ride me, Kira. Show me how much you want this.”
I pause for a moment, thinking this over. Erik’s right. I want this.
Be bold.
I meet his gaze as I rub my hands over my breasts and stomach. His length grows harder inside me. My wetness is starting to seep down my thighs. This feels so wrong and dirty, but it’s also right.
Erik growls when I bring my hand down to touch my clit, rubbing it and letting my pleasure grow within me. He grips my hips so tightly that I think they might bruise. With a shift of his hips, Erik shows me how he wants me to move. I gasp when, in this new position, I feel him even deeper.
I rest my hands on his chest as I move my hips, grinding them down onto his. A moan escapes me. No longer am I afraid to be quiet. Erik doesn’t judge me for the noises I make. Instead, they seem to spur him on, turning him on even more.
The look in his eyes grows wilder as I continue to move on top of him. I feel sexy for the first time in my life. It’s addicting.
I pick up my pace. With every move of my hips, his erection presses against my G-spot, sending shivers through my body. Erik groans, thrusting his hips up to match my rhythm.
We’re perfect together. I never want this to end.
“Erik,” I cry as his length presses against my most sensitive part, sending me over the edge. My inner walls clench down on his erection as my legs clamp around his waist. My head drops back, and I close my eyes, letting the sensation wash over me.
As my body is still trembling, Erik growls and rolls me onto my back again, sitting on his knees and thrusting his length into me. I watch him as he takes his pleasure from my body.
I gasp as he finally groans, his orgasm hitting him. I wrap my arms around him when he leans down on top of me, encircling me in a hug.
I kiss his cheek as his breathing steadies, and he smiles, then presses a kiss to my lips before rolling off me. Without hesitation, he pulls me into his arms, and we settle in for the night, knowing we can experience all that pleasure again tomorrow.
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“We should go on a date,”he announces over breakfast the next day. I pause, my spoon full of cereal halfway to my mouth.
