Page 48 of Stunner (Whiskey Dolls 3)

I groaned as I put a knee to the mattress and climbed over her. “This for me, baby?” I asked as I swiped my fingers through her lips before bringing them to my mouth and sucking her arousal off them.

“Yes,” she exhaled. “God, Owen, I want you so bad.”

I took my cock in hand, dragging it through her slit, the warmth of her making my eyes roll back. “You on the pill?” I asked, desperate to feel all of her, skin to skin, no barriers between us. “I’m clean. I’ve never gone without a condom.”

Her eyes widened as her hips undulated against the bed like her sweet cunt was encasing my cock. “Never?”

“Not once.” I traced her lips with my tongue. “Tell me I can have you like that, Asher. Please, God, say I can feel you bare.” I’d have gotten down on my knees and begged her if that was what it took. I was quickly spiraling out of control and didn’t know if I could pull myself back.

“O-okay.”

I lifted my forehead from hers and studied her eyes. “You sure?”

She nodded, her smile lighting me from the inside out. “I’m sure. I want to feel you.”

That was all it took. I buried myself to the hilt in one powerful thrust, making both of us cry out. It took strength I hadn’t known I possessed to hold myself steady once I was sheathed inside her, but her comfort was more important than anything else. She was so fucking tight, it was ecstasy and misery all at the same time, better than I’d imagined, and I’d spent a year and a half fantasizing. “You okay?” I asked, searching her gaze. “I didn’t hurt you?”

“Just—just give me a moment to adjust,” she sighed. To help her along, I braced myself on one elbow and reached between us, my fingers circling her clit. Her lips opened, forming an O as she began to circle her hips beneath me. “Oh, yeah. Mmm, that feels so good.”

Another rush of arousal coated my cock and her walls gave way so I could pull out and slide back in much easier. I’d barely begun to move when I felt that telltale tingle starting at the base of my spine. I’d wanted her too long, dreamed about her, and if she didn’t come soon, I was at risk of humiliating myself.

“Harder, Owen,” she demanded, lifting her hips to meet mine with every thrust.

On her order, I pulled out to the very tip and drove back in as hard as I could, causing the headboard to bang against the wall.

“Yes,” she moaned, arching her neck. “Like that. Fuck me as hard as you can.”

“Christ, you’re perfect,” I grunted as I began to piston my hips, driving her into the mattress. I hooked one of her knees around my arm and pushed up toward her chest, opening her up even more so I could go deeper.

She cried my name as I bottomed out, ripping a curse from deep within my chest as I moved harder and faster, fucking her until a thin film of sweat coated both our bodies.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her pussy quivering around me and getting tighter with each thrust.

“Give it to me,” I demanded, feeling my balls draw up, desperate to pour inside her. “Need you to come, because I’m about to lose it.”

Her head snapped back, her walls clamped down, and she came on a tidal wave that pulled me down with it. Burying myself as deep as I could possibly go, I roared out my own release, feeling like I’d just slammed into a train as I drained myself inside her, snapping and circling my hips, fucking her until there wasn’t a single drop of cum left inside me.

My strength had been sucked dry thanks to her, and my arms gave out. I collapsed, holding her tight against me as I gently rolled us to the side so I didn’t crush her.

The only sound in the room was our frantic breathing as we lay wrapped around each other. My world shifted on its axis. Nothing was ever going to be the same again, because now that I’d had her, I’d never be able to give her up.

Minutes ticked by as our breathing finally regulated. I rubbed soothing circles on her back as she traced my tattoos with her finger.

Finally, I forced myself to pull back so I could see her beautiful face. God, she really was a stunner.

“You okay?” I asked, leaning in to place a tender kiss on the tip of her nose.

She giggled, her smile lighting my whole world. “I’m absolutely perfect,” she answered as she scratched her nails gently against the stubble on my cheek. “In fact, I’ve never been this great before.”

Male pride made my chest swell, and if she hadn’t just wrung me out, I would have rolled her over and fucked her again. I would have to wait a few more minutes though. “That so?” I asked, arching a smug brow.

“Mm-hmm,” she hummed dreamily before snuggling into my chest on a contented sigh. “Best I ever had, honey,” she murmured sleepily.

Well, that was a relief, because the feeling was mutual, for certain.

And I was also damn near positive I was in love with her.

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