Page 21 of Falling for the Recluse

“I have to see you.” His voice is deep and gravelly. He grabs the three layers I have on and yanks them over my head, raking his gaze over my bra. In one movement, he flicks the clasp and pulls the thin straps down, baring my breasts.

“Sweet fuck.” The curse comes out on a growl as he palms my breasts, rubbing his calloused fingers over my nipples. “Everything about you is so goddamn perfect.”

I feel like I should be embarrassed or self-conscious about him touching my breasts, but I’m so aroused there’s no room for anything else. He takes hold of the waistband of my pants and pulls them off along with my underwear, and then I’m totally naked, and he’s looking at me like he wants to devour me.

And I want to be devoured by him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

ChapterEleven

JOSIE

He steps awayfrom me to shed his shirt and pants. My breath stops at the sight of his sculpted chest, the slopes of his shoulders, the thick muscles of his arms.

A triangle of dark hair covers his chest, narrowing to a trail that disappears into his boxer briefs. I’m seized with the urge to lick that trail downward and nuzzle my face against the massive bulge of his erection.

He pulls his briefs off, his cock so stiff it practically bursts out. I’m dying to know what he tastes like and how much of him I could even fit in my mouth, but before I can ask, he’s sitting beside me and kissing me again.

Dizziness washes over me. I swear I could come from his kiss alone. It’s like he’s caressing and fucking my mouth in a prelude to what he’ll do to the rest of me.

I close my hands around his hard biceps and sink back against the arm of the sofa. He comes over me like a thundercloud, his eyes burning, his breath sawing through the air.

The skin-to-skin contact is electrifying. My nipples rub against his hairy chest, shooting sensations right to my core. His cock nudges against my thigh, and though I’m sharply aware of its size—and that I couldn’t even get my hand around it—my body feels like it’s softening in readiness.

“Open up,” he murmurs, trailing his lips across my cheek to my ear. “Now. My wish. Your command.”

I obey without thought, parting my thighs. He slides his hand up my legs, delving his fingers into my cleft. I drag a hot breath into my lungs as he pushes a finger inside me.

“You’re so tight and small,” he whispers against my ear, his voice thick. “I’m going to fill you to overflowing.”

Although I’m practically creaming all over his hand, a slight worry rises in me. “What if I can’t…what if you don’t fit?”

A choked laugh rumbles through his chest, and he works another finger into my opening. “It’ll fit, baby. I promise. Your sweet little body will open up like a fucking magic portal, and every inch of my stiff dick will slide inside you.” He presses his mouth down my neck and over my collarbone, his deep murmurs vibrating against my skin. “I’ll sink my cock so deep you’ll feel me up to your eyeballs. I’ll go slow, but you make me so goddamn crazy I don’t know how long I can be gentle. I want you writhing and gasping, begging for more. I want your tits bouncing and your cunt gripping my cock. I’ll make you come like fucking fireworks.”

My lungs burn. Sweat trickles down my temples. I grip his shoulders and spread my legs wider as he pushes his body between my thighs. A part of my mind blisters with disbelief when he starts shoving that huge rod of flesh into my pussy.

There’s no way. Surely, it can’t possibly…

“Oh, my god.” With a gasp, I stare up at him as his cock breaches the opening, and I feel the hard crown inside me. I shift my hips experimentally. “That feels…”

“Don’t move.” His jaw is clenched, his eyes burning. Holding his weight off me with both hands, he pushes forward another inch. “If you move now, I’ll lose what little control I have left. And this isn’t going to end until I’ve fucked you well and thoroughly. Because you aremine.”

His words devolve into a growl as he tunnels deeper inside me. And then I can’t move at all, can only cling to him in shock and wild, aching need. He stops once, almost abruptly, and brings his mouth down hard on mine.

“Hold on,” he mutters, gripping my hips and shoving forward.

Sharp pain lances through me. I cry out, the sound lost in the hot pressure of his mouth, and buck upward to dislodge him. But of course I can’t, and the weight of his body presses me deeper into the sofa cushions.

“Shh.” He edges his hand between our bodies and rubs my clit, circling it with his forefinger. “It’ll be okay. Just wait…ah, fuck, you feel so good. So perfect. You were made to take my cock. All of it until I can’t go any deeper.”

He drops his head to my shoulder, his chest heaving against mine, every muscle locked in place as he struggles not to move. I dig my fingernails into his shoulders.

The pain eases, and I become aware of the intense throb of his shaft against my inner flesh. Pleasure begins to circle outward, rippling through my belly like a pebble dropped in a pool of water.

“Dr. Stark,” I whisper, bringing my legs up around his thighs. “Please fuck me.”

He gives a hoarse simultaneous chuckle and groan. “Such a polite little girl. But I’d fuck you no matter how you asked. And before long, I want to hear raw, dirty begging coming out of that beautiful mouth.”

My heart hammers. He pushes forward, filling my channel, stretching me so wide a delicious sting mixes with my growing urgency. He pulls out and then goes back in, his slow thrusts getting increasingly fast and hard.

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