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“You’re huge.”
He chuckled in the same dark voice, sending a shower of vibrations dancing through me. The sensations were as intense as the look on his face. When he drove into me again, he slammed my back into the wall. I laughed in response and tangled the fingers of one hand in his thick locks while gripping his shoulder with the other.
There was something so sensual about the way he created a rhythm, plunging hard and fast for several seconds then slowing down as my muscles stretched to accommodate his wide girth.
A girl could get used to this even though I’d definitely have a tough time walking tomorrow.
Another what did I care?
He released his hold, planting his hands on either side of me, using the weight of his body to keep me aloft. There was something surreal about the flash of his eyes and the tensionin his muscles. His expression wasn’t just one coming from a hunger, but from a beast who’d waited for the perfect feast.
As if he wasn’t human, but by feeling every inch of the man pressed against me, I knew that not to be true. He was all male. Every sweet inch.
The thrusts were long and hard, the rapturous feeling increasing with every deep plunge. I was close to climaxing all over again and I sensed he knew that instinctively. But before I had a chance to do so, he ripped me away from the wall, spinning in a full circle and taking long strides toward the counter.
As he’d done before, he pushed everything away, making a complete mess on the floor. I laughed as he placed my butt on the edge, grasping the edge. His cock remained firmly planted inside.
Issuing a raspy series of growls, he pulled me forward then pushed me back at an angle before resuming the incredible rhythm.
The haze was even more beautiful than before, bright colors swirling around my periphery of vision. Every deep plunge brought me to the beautiful edge once again, every push and pull ready to snap the elastic band.
Finally, it did and I was spiraling toward the purest form of ecstasy.
“Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!” He captured my last scream with his mouth, instantly pressing his tongue inside.
My pussy muscles clamped around the tight invasion as the orgasm rolled through me. This was a tidal wave of pleasure, mybody completely electrified. He continued pumping, pushing me hard onto a plateau that I could swear I couldn’t handle.
But I did.
The ebb and flow continued as one rolled into a second and I rode the wave until my body was exhausted. But the man wasn’t finished with me yet. He pulled me off the counter, turning me around to face the window. As I stared outside, he slipped his cock back inside. Every angle was different, every sensation more intense than the one before.
And there was no doubt I was floating close to heaven.
With his hands on my hips, he thrust deep and hard, the angle completely different. I kept my firm grip on the edge of the counter, staring out at nothing and everything. There was no way to describe the electric vibrations or the rush of feelings soaring through me. Yes, I was alive. Yes, I’d been awakened to sheer passion.
As his fingers dug into my skin, I arched my back to the point his head fit perfectly in the crook of my neck. Every heated breath skimming across my skin created another layer of prickles. Every whispered word of lust added to the intensity of what we were sharing.
When he finally crushed his weight against me, entangling our fingers together, I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the ride.
Seconds later I felt every muscle in his body tense. With a smile on my face, I squeezed my muscles just before he erupted deep inside.
The man had extreme stamina and his cock remained hard as a rock. He continued thrusting as he filled me with his seed.
The little voice inside my head remained active, the nagging continuing.
Her message?
Nothing good would come from letting go.
CHAPTER 13
Saint
“You fucking refused to answer my goddamn calls, so I came to you,” Steven’s voice boomed as he pushed his way past my door, stomping like an impetuous child.
The sound of his voice echoed in my brain and the ache behind my eyes increased ten-fold.
“Do you mind lowering your voice?” I closed the door, pressing both hands against the surface as I braced for the onslaught of my brother’s wrath.
