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“You’re fighting dirty, Ava. I’m not strong enough to walk away from you when you’re standing in front of me like this.” His voice is rough, sending heat licking through my veins. He takes a step toward me.
“I don’t want you to be strong right now. I don’t want youto go, Lucas,” I whisper back, my voice husky. The spot between my legs throbs, moisture gathering at my core.
When he looks at me like that, like I’m the only thing he wants, like he would devour me whole, the rest of the world fades away. Nothing else matters. Even if it’s just for a short time.
“Strip,” he demands.
I slip my hand into the waistband of my panties, removing them.
His gaze drops, nostrils flaring. “Are you sure?”
I nod. “Hard.” I want him to lose control like he can’t hold back when he’s with me. “Don’t be gentle now. I want you to show me how much you want me.”
He pulls me onto the bed. I get on all fours, looking back at him.
“Fuck,” he curses, his fingers already pulling down his pants, revealing his erect cock. “Tell me if it’s too much, okay?”
I nod, turning my head forward. I’m about to explode. “Don’t hold back.”
He steps behind me, and I don’t know what he’s going to do. My breaths come fast, my body tense with anticipation.
He exhales on my entrance, and then his tongue slides over me, from bottom to top.
Fuck.
“Pink and open for me. I love it,” he murmurs, licking again. “And so tasty. I’d love to eat you out for hours, but you asked me for something.”
He climbs onto the bed. I lower my head to see his knees on either side of me.
He grasps one of my hands, then the other, holding themtogether behind my back, pulling them toward him. With his other hand, he pushes my head down to the mattress, leaving me at his mercy.
I groan.
I can’t move, my head pressed into the sheets, my ass raised high.
Wetness drips down my thighs.
“Aaahh!” I scream as he thrusts into me in one swift motion, filling me completely. Pleasure and pain flood my body.
He stills for a moment, allowing me to adjust to him, to the incredible feeling of fullness.
Then he begins to move.
Chapter Twenty-Six
LUCAS
Ipull her arms behind her back, using them as leverage for my thrusts. I start slow, but within seconds, I lose control. The room smells of sex, arousal thick in the air. Ava’s moans are like music to my ears, urging me harder, faster.
My thrusts into her are forceful, almost violent. She rocks forward and back with each shove and pull on her arms. I lean forward, driving harder, faster. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the space, louder even than our panting breaths.
I’m breathless, close to the edge, but she hasn’t come yet. I pull her arms further, lifting her from the bed until her back is against my chest. I’m still inside her, and now I have easy access. I wrap one arm around her waist, keeping her close, while my other hand caresses her breast, drawing circles around her nipple before pinching it hard.
She screams.
I smile and move to the other nipple.
My hips drive forward and back inside her, sweat trickling down my back. I reach between her legs and rub her clit.
