Page 69

“A situation you like.” I make my way up her body, kissing as I go, enjoying this slower pace for a moment.
“Probably too much,” she says when I reach her mouth, bruising her with a kiss.
“Good,” I growl, cupping her breast and tweaking the nipple. “We’re going to keep it that way.”
Her hands leave my face, moving around to the back of my neck, and then she’s pulling me in for another kiss. One that consumes me body and soul.
I’m losing myself to it when I feel her hands turn needy. One clutches my shoulder. The other slides down my back like she needs something to anchor her. And then she’s searching for friction, grinding herself up against me, wrapping a leg around me to get even closer.
She moans into my mouth and it’s one of the filthiest sounds I’ve heard. It’s so fucking impure it hits me square in the gut. And my need to be inside her turns feral.
She feels it too, the shift in me, and greedily shoves my pants down, just enough to get her hand on my dick. Still kissing me, she wraps her hand around me and strokes, andfuck.
My hips jerk and I break our kiss, breathing hard against her jaw, trying to hold the fuck on.
She grasps my face and angles my gaze up to meet hers. Then she fucking kills me when she deliberately looks down at my cock in her hand and uses my pre-cum as lube. The final nail in my coffin is when she slowly licks her bottom lip while keeping her eyes on my dick.
I’m seconds away from pinning her down and fucking the breath out of her when she says, “We need a condom.”
Yeah, we fucking do.
But first, I need my mouth on hers.
I grip her jaw roughly, my thumb dragging across her bottom lip before pulling her into a kiss that has zero mercy.
This mouth that just said we need a condom? I want it saying my name.
I want it gasping, begging, cursing me when I don’t stop.
I want it screaming when I finally fuck her hard enough to leave a mark.
She lets go of my cock, grabbing my neck with one hand and burying the other in my hair, kissing me like she’s falling apart from the inside out.
I keep hold of her jaw while I run my other hand down her body, in-fucking-delicately, until I’m palming her ass and pulling her leg around me.
I grind into her as I kiss her harder, deeper, dirtier. And all I can think is,this isn’t gonna be soft.And I’m not stopping until she forgets every man who came before me.
I break contact just long enough to find a condom in my wallet.
“I hope you’re ready,” I growl when I return. “You’re gonna take all of me, so fucking deep you’ll feel it for days.”
The look she gives me is all fuck-me eyes and I don’t bother with another warning. I slam my cock inside her. Andgoddamn. She’s tight, wet, and choking my dick like she’s trying to wring every last drop out of me.
She cries out the second I thrust inside her, back arching, nails digging into my shoulders. Her legs wrap around me, locking me in like her body’s decided I’m not fucking leaving.
I fuck into her as hard and deep as I promised, and Jesus, she’s not just taking it. She’s giving it right back. I find her eyes, and it’s right there, that look that says she wants this just as dirty as I’m giving it.
I don’t look away. If I’m going to fuck her like I own her, she’s going to look at me while I do it.
“You feel that?” I grit, slamming in to the base. “This cock’s yours, Amelia. I’ll fuck you like this every damn night.”
Her hands come to my face. Wild and rough. Claiming me. Demanding I kiss her, and heaven help me, I would give this woman whatever the fuck she wanted right now.
We find our rhythm and chase our release together, her hips rolling, matching every thrust I give. Her sounds get swallowed by my mouth, every moan mine to take. I can feel her getting close by the way she clamps around my cock like she’s trying to drag me down with her.
“You gonna come on my cock?” I rasp against her lips. “Because I’m right fucking there.”
She grips my biceps, her body goes taut beneath me, legs tightening, breath catching as her climax hits hard.