Page 56 of Nauti Intentions (Nauti 4)

“You can, you know,” he said, his tone still teasing, but growing rougher.

Her gaze jerked to his as he held the small square pack out to her. “Get me ready for you, darlin’. Show me how much you want me. ”

She felt her hands shake, excitement and fear pulsing through her. She had never done anything like this, had no idea what to do, how to touch him.

She reached out and took the small square of foil, then opened it carefully, until the latex disc was held gently between her fingers.

“Just roll it over my cock, baby. ”

She moved closer, holding her lower lip between her teeth as she watched his fingers curl around the heavy shaft.

And stroke.

It was so sexy. She could barely breathe. Excitement was racing through her now, her juices weeping from her pussy. She wanted him inside her. She wanted all of him.

She pressed the rolled condom against the head of his cock and unrolled it down his shaft carefully, watching as his fingers lowered, gripped his balls, and a groan filled the room.

His other hand tucked around her neck and lifted her face for his kiss. His lips were hard, hungry. They devoured as she held on to him, her tongue meeting his, dueling with it as she lifted against him.

“Christ, you make a man crazy. ”

He gripped her hips, lifting her against him as he moved to the bed again, propping himself back, arranging her legs to straddle his hard, muscular thighs.

Janey stared back at him in surprise. “What are you doing?”

“Take me. ” He smiled back at her, the curve of his lips tight, his gaze so dark, stormy. As though some hard, dark core was being restrained, pulled back.

She could sense it, but she didn’t feel it. His hands were gentle, firm, and as he pulled her hips lower, she felt the broad head of his cock pushing against the entrance to her pussy.

“I want inside you so bad I’m about to explode just thinking about it. ” His hands clenched on her hips, then slid to the curve of her ass. “Take me, Janey. Go wild on me, baby. Let me see all that fire you’re hiding inside you. ”

Janey shook her head. She knew what he wanted. He wanted all of her. She could feel it. If she gave it all to him, then how would she survive when he walked away? Alex always walked away, she knew that.

No woman had ever held him more than a few weeks. No woman ever would. Especially not a traitor’s daughter.

“I’m not taking you, Janey. ” His lips moved over her jaw, touched her lips. “If you want it, baby, you have to take it. Slow and easy, or hot and wild . . . Fuck. ”

She couldn’t stay still.

Janey pressed down. She moaned as she felt the broad head part her, enter. She lowered her head, pressed her forehead against his shoulder, and pressed down more.

She was going to pass out. The blood pounded through her head. Pleasure was like a cascade of white-hot sparks, brilliant, electric, racing through her body.

He stretched her until she swore she couldn’t take more. She followed his guiding hands at her hips, rocked against him, felt more slip inside her, and she was dying for even more.

“Alex. ” She moaned his name.

“Janey, baby. ” He was tense, his muscles rippling with restrained power beneath her. “Fuck me, sweetheart. Take what you want. ”

She wanted. Oh God, she wanted so bad.

She rolled her head against his shoulder, her hips flexing, moving jerkily, pushing down, feeling the stretch and burn.

“Help me,” she cried out.

If he would just do it, then she could hold a part of herself back. She was certain of it. Just enough of her heart to survive.

“Give me your wild, Janey,” he urged, his voice tight now, hoarse. “Give it all to me, baby. ”

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