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I wasn’t complaining—at least not about his abilities.
My only grievance was that it wastoo good.
Because when he commanded, “Come for me,” it was almost like I had no other choice but to obey.
I hated the idea of obeying any man who wasn’t my boss or my father.
Well, usually. This time, I didn’t mind so much.
The release hit so fast I couldn’t form a coherent thought other than to chant his name. Every nerve in my body felt like it was tingling. He didn’t let up until I tried to push his head away. After a final kiss to my inner thigh, he lifted his head and climbed beside me where I’d collapsed against the pillow.
His skin felt cool against mine when he pulled me into an embrace while I tried to make sense of the storm of emotions inside me.
I’d never had a man unravel me like that before—with nothing more than his mouth and a few filthy words. And the truth was, I loved it. Maybe too much. Because the worst part? I was already dreading this coming to an end.
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Brian
I reached for the box on the nightstand and tore open one of the square packages with unsteady hands, then rolled the condom on fast, needing to be inside her before I lost my mind completely.
With one hand beside her head, I dragged the tip of my cock along her slick heat. She gasped, hips lifting, and I groaned at the feel of her already pushing against me.
“Look at me, Sunshine,” I ordered, and when her eyes locked on mine, I thrust deep in one hard stroke.
Our simultaneous moans echoed off the walls, and I buried myself to the hilt. A sharp tug in my right thigh reminded me I wasn’t at full strength yet. I shifted, bracing harder on my left leg to take my weight and forced myself to hold still when all I wanted was to pound into her.
“Fuck,” I ground out, teeth clenched. “You feel so fucking good.”
Her walls clenched around me, and I lost every ounce of restraint I’d been clinging to. I drove into her hard, the sound of our bodies slapping together mixing with her gasps and my grunts.
Her hips rose to meet my thrusts, and I fucked her deep, fast, and relentlessly.
“Take it,” I growled against her ear. “Take every inch of me.”
Her legs locked around my hips, dragging me closer, and the wild look in her eyes undid me. This wasn’t gentle, wasn’t careful—this was raw need, and I gave it to her, pushing harder even as my right thigh burned.
The bed creaked beneath us, the rhythm brutal, and all I could think was that I’d never get enough of her.
Her nails raked sharply down my back, and it only spurred me on. I drove harder, faster, chasing the release that had been clawing at me from the second I slid inside her.
“Fuck, Sunshine,” I groaned, burying myself deep. “You’re gonna make me come.”
Her body clamped down around me like a vise, and that was it. I held her hips tight to mine as I bucked deep into her one final time. Every muscle locked as I emptied myself inside her.
For a long moment, all I could hear was our ragged breathing and my pulse in my ears. Then I collapsed against her, still buried deep, and buried my face against her neck.
“Holy shit,” I panted, my voice hoarse. “What the hell did you just do to me?”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Jade
I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart while his fingers traced slow lines up and down my spine. Lying against him, I felt safe in a way I didn’t want to let go of.
He broke the silence by murmuring, “Do you know how long I’ve dreamed of exactly this?”
He’s dreamed of this?
