Page 71 of Chaotic Curse
But I don’t care.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Hawk breathes.
“So are you.Those eyes…” I unsnap my bra.Let it drop to the floor next to the couch.
“Your tits…” He reaches up to cup one, thumbs my nipple.
“Take me,” I say.“Take me hard and fast here on the couch.Please.”
His response is a groan.
Without another word, he pushes me back onto the couch, his large frame hovering over mine.His hands are everywhere, exploring my body as if he can’t get enough.He kisses down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin and causing me to shiver.
He slides a hand down to unbutton my jeans, pulling them down my hips along with my underwear.I gasp as his fingers meet my bare skin.His touch is electrifying.
He kisses his way down my stomach, finally settling between my legs.
“Hawk…” I curl my fingers into his hair as he slides his tongue over my sensitive flesh.
His only response is a groan, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through me.
He lifts his head to meet my gaze, his eyes dark with desire.
Then, in one swift motion, he unzips his jeans and frees himself.His hardness presses against my inner thigh, causing me to gasp.He positions himself at my entrance, his gaze never leaving mine.
He enters me slowly, the sensation making me gasp.It’s a delicious kind of pain, one that has me arching my back and moaning his name.
I dig my fingers into his shoulders.He responds with a groan, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.
I feel my climax building, a pressure deep within me that threatens to burst.I moan, my hips bucking against his.“I’m close.”
“So am I, baby.”He increases his pace, driving into me with a force that has me teetering on the edge.
“Let go, Dani,” he urges.“Come for me.”
His command pushes me over the edge.I spiral into oblivion.My body convulses, pleasure crashing through me like a tsunami.I cry out his name, clutch at his back as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me.
Hawk grunts, his thrusts becoming erratic as he finds his own release.He buries his face in the crook of my neck, his breath hot against my skin.
We stay like that for a while, bodies entwined, hearts pounding in unison.The room smells of sex and sweat, a stark contrast to the lingering scent of our dinner.
“Hawk,” I murmur.
He opens his eyes, the usually stark blue softened with post-coital bliss.
“Dani.”He presses a soft kiss to my lips.
A few more timeless moments pass, until?—
“I could use a shower,” Hawk says, chuckling.
“God, me too.”
“Then let’s go.”He scoops me up, both of us still naked, and carries me over his shoulder out of the recreation room, down a hallway to his bedroom.
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HAWK
