Page 127 of Heat & Deceit
Javi grunts and tugs me tighter against his body. “You make it hard to be a gentleman.”
“I certainly make something hard,” I tease, rocking my ass back into his hardness.
“You need to stop, or I’m going to forget about being careful with you.”
I sigh and roll my ass over him again. “I’m not so fragile,” I whisper, reaching back and turning to capture his lips. “And the only way I’d hate you now is if you refuse to fuck me when I’m so needy.”
He groans against my lips and cups my tit, pinching my nipple. “I can’t have that.” Moving so fast I gasp, he plants himself above me, kissing me hard and fast. He breaks away and wrenches his shirt up and over my head. The material flutters to the ground, and his mouth descends on my pebbled skin. Wet and hot, his tongue circles my peak while one hand runs up my leg.
He drags his fingers over my thigh, inching toward my core with aching slowness. There’s no sweeter torture than his palm being mere inches away from where I want it. I swear angels sing when his fingers shove my thong to the side and sink into my heat.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp at the welcome invasion.
Javi sucks on my tit, pulling off with a pop and running kisses up my chest and neck, mouth sealing across mine as his thumb presses into my clit. I buck my hips into his touch, and he purrs, the sound reverberating into my mouth. I whine as slick gushes out of me, my body desperate for a knot.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he growls into my mouth, kissing me hard enough to bruise as his fingers curl inside of me. That thumb—god, that thumb—teases my clit until embarrassing noises tumble from me.
Moaning, I break away from the kiss and gasp for breath, grabbing his hand to try and stop him before I really embarrass myself.
“You can take it, mentirosa.” He runs his lips down my neck, thumb moving faster than before, igniting every nerve in my body. My legs begin to clamp shut, but he uses a leg to keep me open as he grabs a handful of boob, squeezing and rolling my nipple between his fingers.
“I can—oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I pant, pinching my eyes shut as my muscles coil tight, toes clenching.
His teeth tease over my shoulder, biting down gently as he pinches my nipple hard.
White-hot euphoria bursts through me, and I release a strangled cry, burying my fingers into his short hair and tugging. A growl of pleasure rumbles against my shoulder, and I shiver, arching into him.
“Bite me,” I gasp. “Please, please, please,” I beg, needing more than an orgasm, needing to be claimed wholly and completely by him.
“Fucking hell,” he groans, squeezing my tit again. He pushes himself up with one hand, staring into my eyes. Rejection stings through me, and I avert my gaze. “Look at me,” he barks, and my head whips in his direction, more slick dripping out of me at the rough demand. “I’m going to bite you,” he assures me, dragging his fingers out of me and lifting them to his lips. He inhales before sucking them clean, irises flaring as he tastes me.
“But first...” He wraps his hand around the base of his cock, and I lick my lips, watching as he squeezes himself. “I’m going to knot you. Do you want that?”
I nod.
“Say it.
“I want it.”
“What?”
“Fuck, I want your knot.”
He grabs my chin and leans toward me, brushing his lips over mine before whispering, “Say please, lovely.” His hand drifts to my throat, his fingers finding a home around my neck.
I swallow. “I want your knot. Please.”
With one, hard thrust, Javi buries himself inside of me. I scream, and my hands find his shoulders as I take a shuddering breath. He’s so thick already, I don’t know how I can take his knot. Javi pulls out of me and slams in again. This time, his cock coated with my slick fits a little better, but my walls still stretch around his girth. Over and over, he pulls back and slams into me, our skin slapping together, the sound wet and carnal. His tip hits places of pleasure I didn’t even know existed as he takes me.
“I’m going to fill you up with my cum.” He slows his pace, eyes fixed on mine. “I want this pretty cunt dripping when I’m done with you. Do you want that, Nova? Do you want my cum inside you?” His length pulses inside me, a heavy throb, a promise of what’s to come.
“Please, yes,” I whine, hooking my ankles around his body.
“You’re so hot when you beg,” he growls.
I hold his gaze and gasp as he thrusts in hard enough to jerk my body up the bed. “I need it, Javi, please.” His hips slam into mine, stealing my breath. “Fuck, yes, please. Knot me, bite me, please.” Slam. “Please.” Slam. “Please,” I moan, unable to continue begging.
“Perfect, so fucking perfect,” he says, grinding his core against mine.
