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The length of him was straining against his black briefs, but that wasn’t the only thing sending my heart beating faster. He had more tattoos on his thighs, more Grecian and Roman imagery.

I curled my hands tighter over the iron, trying not to squirm too much. But what did he expect me to do when he was discarding his briefs and revealing the perfect length of his cock.

I could have guessed. He was agod. But seeing it in person was something different. Smooth and hard and large enough that I knew he’d destroy me.

“Tell me what to do,” I begged. I needed to move, to dosomethingother than feel like I was about to crawl out of my skin.

Adrian rested a knee on the space between my legs, pressing into the mattress. Then his hands went to the band of my panties, pushing under them and sliding up my abdomen so that they pulled roughly against my center. I jerked forward, the sensation almost too much against my sensitive skin. “Take your bra off.”

“That would require me to take my hands off the headboard.”

Adrian used his hold on my hips to yank me down the bed, then he crawled over me, pushing me down to the mattress. His large shoulders eclipsed the already dim light outside, forcing me to view him as my entire world. “Are you always this snippy?”

“Only with you.” It was a confession, really. I’d never felt like I could be my true self around anyone. Not like this, anyway.

Adrian’s nose nudged my head to the side, so he could speak in my ear. “Good.” Then his hand slid around my back and unhooked my bra in one move. He pulled it off my arms, tossing it across the room, then leaned back to take me in.

“Hands back up,” he ordered. “If you touch me right now, I’m not liable for what happens.”

I almost tested him, but then listened. He was staring at my chest with open admiration, his gaze glued to my nipples. The second my hands were secured, he dove down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth with a hard suck.

“Adrian,” I gasped, my back bowing off the bed and pushing me further into his mouth. He hummed against my skin, the vibration curling my desire higher and higher.

I was seconds away from coming just from his mouth.

He paid equal attention to my other breast before coasting his lips down my stomach. His hands moved below his mouth, twisting my underwear down my legs. Halfway down my thighs, he ripped them, clearly refusing to move enough to get them off my legs.

“Those were expensive,” I said, the words carrying no weight.

He nipped my hip. “I’ll buy you another pair.”

And then he continued his assault, sliding wet kisses down the plane of my stomach, pushing my thighs apart with every inch he moved. I knew what he felt like when he used his tongue against me now, and I wasn’t sure I’d survive it again.

“Inside,” I begged, holding onto the headboard for dear life. “Please.”

“I make the rules,” Adrian said, baring me to him. “And I say not yet.”

Fuck, that shouldn’t have turned me on as much as it did. And based on the look on Adrian’s face as he stared at my center, my body had just exposed how much.

“Always so ready for me,” Adrian praised, sliding his thumb through the wetness gathered there and up to circle my clit. A long moan tore from my throat, scraping my vocal chords.

And then his tongue followed his finger, tracing the apex of my thighs with the same skill he’d ruined me with days prior. There was no staving anything off. Pleasure shot through my veins like lightning, my hips rolling to meet his strokes on their own accord.

I didn’t want it to end, but as he’d made sure I understood, I wasn’t in control. I was helpless to his touch, my body nothing but an instrument he played expertly.

And it took nothing but a few well-placed strokes of his tongue and one long suck to send an orgasm shooting through my body, his name breaking off my lips into a pleasured moan.

He didn’t let me go, not until I was practicallysquirming away from his mouth. Only then did he rise, climbing up my body and taking my lips in a rough kiss. His hand followed, coming to rest at the base of my throat.

His body fell heavy on top of mine, giving me his full weight. “Touch me,” he commanded. “Put me inside you.”

I didn’t need any more coaxing. My legs flew around his hips and my hand shot off the headboard, falling between us to settle around his erection. His skin was on fire, the heat of him branding my hand. His hips pumped into my touch, the tip of him brushing against my core.

“Fuck, Reyna,” Adrian cursed, his gaze dropping between us. “Now.”

I guided him to my center, and the second he was positioned, Adrian moved his hand and hips in time, pulling me onto his length while he slammed into me with one solid stroke.

And then we both froze with a gasp and a groan. Our eyes flew together, holding onto each other in shock.