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The way he takes me now forces me to spread my legs wider, and when I do, I feel our pubic hair brushing together. The sensation is intimate and wildly erotic.

Beau’s huge—but we fit together like perfect halves.

He grinds his hips, and I bite his shoulder hard. He’s driving me insane.

“That’s it. Show me when it feels good,” he says.

I feel him pulsing inside me, growing. My body squeezes him back.

He curses and spills filthy words. He licks and kisses my mouth, my ears, my neck.

We’re slick, sweaty, lost in the chaos of our passion.

I taste his chest, run my tongue over his nipple, his hard bicep. I want to lick every inch of him, and maybe I never will get enough.

I take everything he gives and demand just as much in return.

I don’t want to look at him the way he looks at me. But I can’t help it. I’m starving for him. To see him. Touch him. Devour him.

He rides me, his face buried in my neck, his hand never leaving the space between my thighs.

The heat builds, and my body tightens.

I can’t believe I’m going to come again. I didn’t think I could, but the desire Beau stirs in me has its own rules.

He moves his hips with a relentless rhythm—thrusting deep, then circling—but always making me beg for more.

“Beau . . .”

He knows what I’m feeling without me saying a word.

When I scream his name again, giving in to my pleasure, he thrusts harder. He grabs my ass, lifting me off the bed, slamming into me deeper. Pounding without pause.

“I’m gonna come so fucking hard.”

His words are the final warning before he heats me from the inside, making me feel the intensity of his orgasm even through the condom.

“Amber!” he roars, driving into me one last time.

The last thought I have before I fall into deep sleep is that I never want him to leave. This is the first time in my life I’ve ever felt whole.

Chapter 20

Miami – Florida

One Month Later

From inside the glass-walled office, I watch her talk to the hostess at my nightclub in Miami.

Time’s flown, and only this morning did I realize it’s been a little over a month since we’ve been together—an absolute record for me with the same woman.

Then again, I’ve never had anyone so sexually compatible with me.

Since that first night, the chemistry between us has only intensified. I can never get enough.

Amber has become an eager partner—and a demanding one too. She’s learning what she likes with me and insists on her own pleasure with the same fierce determination she uses to seduce me night after night.

She seems to know exactly how to drive me insane, like she’s trying to become an expert on me.