Page 28 of Ravaged Soul

My breathing has shortened to rasps, full of want and need. Nothing but cotton holds me back from feeling her skin flush on mine, and for the life of me, I’m forgetting why I fought so hard against taking her in the first place.

“Dammit, love. I can’t ever have you.”

“You already do,” Ember whines. “However the hell you want me, I’m yours. All you have to do is take the risk.”

Every single inch of her body is ethereal perfection. The years haven’t dulled the beauty that first entranced me when we were little more than children dancing around the edges of something more. Now she’s a temptress dipped in sin and offering her goddamn soul to me.

“Why are you doing this to me?” I growl out.

“I told you. I want more. I want to be yours. I want to be shared. I want everything and more still. So why won’t you give it to me?”

With each needy whine, she grabs handfuls of her tits and squeezes. Perfect pink skin slides between her fingers, my cock stiffening further as I watch her tweak her hard nipples until she breathily moans. That small sound lands straight between my legs.

This godforsaken woman.

All the desire I’ve held at arm’s length since she first made those declarations hits me in a tidal impact, blasting apart the walls I’ve tried to erect. The destruction fills my ears as I stare up at my precious astronaut, now a filthy little angel grinding on my cock like it’s her personal plaything.

You know what? I’d be her plaything. Send me to hell, I’d be anything she wants me to be. If it didn’t threaten my career, my focus and my entire friendship with her brother, I’d have thrown her against the wall and fucked her senseless months ago.

She has no idea how rough I can be.

Lord forgive me, I’m gonna show her.

Hands clasping her beckoning hips, I dance my fingers up her body until I can grasp her hair. Ember gasps as I use the tight grip to bend her spine, bringing her flat against my chest, parted lips within reach.

My mouth brushes along her throat, over the pounding betrayal of her pulse point to her curved, oval jawline. I deliver aseries of wet kisses and tiny bites, needing to taste every inch of her.

“You’re going to be the absolute death of me, Ember. I’m trying to hold it together and be a good man. But that’s hard to do when you’re a walking sin determined to ruin my life.”

Writhing on my length, Ember lets me trail a blazing path across her skin. Her little pants hold the power to smash apart my resolve. I want to hear the sounds she’ll make when I sink inside her sweet, perfect cunt.

My teeth cut into her skin, allowing me to suck the delicate flesh at her throat between my lips. Her surprised moan compels me to bite and suck harder, needing to hear more of her mewls.

Tugging on her hair, I move my lips over to her open mouth. “Is this what you want? You want me to claim you as my own?”

“Yes. I do.”

“You want me to shred every last childhood memory we’ve shared by doing exactly what I want to your body? Even if it kills our friendship?”

Hips swirling again, she grinds harder on my cock, seeking added friction. My balls tighten and clamp, screaming out for relief. I can’t stop my hips from rising to push into her, eliciting a breathy sigh.

“Yes,” she moans. “Ruin it.”

“You want me to show you exactly what I’ve dreamed of doing to you since those gorgeous curves and round tits showed up on your body?”

“Fuck, Warner. Please… anything. I want it all.”

“Even though I know you’re drawing my two teammates into your little web more with each passing day?” I challenge her.

“Yes!”

“You’re such a greedy girl, love.”

“Please kiss me. Touch me. Give me anything.”

“A greedy girl who knows how to beg.”

Trapping her face between my hands, I slam my lips on hers with enough force to shove every last alarm bell sounding in my mind into a quiet corner. Right now, all I want is her dirty mouth surrendering to mine.