Page 86 of Inevitable
No fanfare.
No foreplay.
I’d been thinking about this for a week, and the foreplay wasn’t necessary right now.
“I don’t think I have the patience to do anything else right now,” he rumbled as his lips skimmed over my neck.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and lifted my hips again.
He grabbed my ass and thrust inside me with a ferocity that took my breath away.
“Yes,” I hissed as I wrapped my legs tightly around him.
Thiswas exactly what I needed.
This kind of intimacy.
This kind of intensity.
The pure sensuality that flowed between the two of us.
His thrusts were slow and hard, and meant to drive me completely insane.
He ground against me, stimulating my clit with every forward motion.
“Colin,” I whispered in a sensual voice that I barely recognized as my own.
He rolled and pulled me on top of him. “Ride me, Em,” he said in a husky, tormented voice. “Take what you need. This isn’t going to last long for me.”
I kept up the same pace and rhythm as I looked into his desperate, wild, and utterly gorgeous gray eyes.
My heart stuttered as I realized that he was giving me complete control.
He’d never done that before.
He wanted to make sure I was satisfied becausehewas on the edge.
Colin trusted me, and that knowledge made my heart flutter inside of my chest.
He wasn’t a man who gave up control to anyone easily.
I did exactly what he wanted, and I savored every stroke of his cock as I rode him until I was exhausted and sweaty.
I squeaked as he roughly rolled me onto my back again.
“Fucking hell, woman,” he rasped beside my ear. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“No,” I panted as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m trying to get enough of you, but I can’t.”
“I’ll never get enough of you, either, and that scares the hell out of me sometimes,” he said hoarsely.
I knew the moment his patience finally snapped.
He took my wrists, pinned them beside my head, and fucked me with an intensity that started to send me over the edge.
“You’re mine, Emma,” he said in a commanding voice. “Say it before I completely lose it.”
“Yours,” I said with a small moan that I couldn’t contain.
