Page 54 of The Stolen Dagger

KATHERINE

“The next time you come,” Drew licked my arousal from his glistening lips, “it’ll be around my cock.”

My body quivered at his dirty words.

Fuck. Me.

Drew chuckled. “Oh, I plan to.”

Shit. Did I say that out loud?

I had never known dirty talk could be such a turn on. Until Drew.

He knew just what to say to get me all hot and bothered. It was like he had peered into my mind and saw all the dirty thoughts I was too embarrassed to say aloud.

Quickly, Drew picked me up into his arms as if I weighed nothing and walked us through the apartment.

With each step, I was all too aware of his hot skin against mine. My hardened nipples pressed against his chest and my bare pussy was flush with his abs.

I moaned at the contact, still so desperate for release.

“I know, baby, I know,” Drew murmured in my ear as hewalked us into his bedroom. “I need you, too. I need you so much I might combust if I waste one more second not buried deep inside your sweet pussy.”

He made quick work of lying me on the bed before he reached over to the nightstand, retrieved a condom, and sheathed it on his hard cock. Then he gripped the base of himself and paused above me with one hand on the bed beside my head.

“Are you sure?” Drew’s eyes were full of heat as he notched the head of his cock at my entrance, teasing me.

“Yes!” I moaned loudly as he swiped his cock up and down, coating himself in my arousal. “Yes, yes, I’m sure. More than anything. Just fuck me already.”

Drew chuckled, actually chuckled,and then slowly slid inside.

We both gasped, staring into each other’s eyes and he pushed in a little more. Too overwhelmed by the feel of him, I threw my head back and gripped the sheets at my sides as he filled me.

“Goddamn,” Drew moaned. “You feel so fucking good.”

When he seated himself fully inside me, he paused, giving me time to adjust, but I didn’t want or need time to adjust. I just wanted him. And I wanted it hard.

I shifted my hips impatiently, fucking myself on his dick. The sensation was mind-numbing as his hard cock rubbed against my walls.

Drew growled and asked huskily, “Are you that desperate for me, darlin’?”

God, yes, I am. Because he felt amazing, and I needed more.

I was burning for it. For him.

“Please, Drew.” I reached for him, trying to pull him closer to me. “I need more. Please.”

“Well, since you asked so prettily,” Drew said, eyes sparkling, and then he moved inside me.

My fingers tangled into his hair as his head hung over me, looking down at where we were joined.

His thrusts were slow and steady and deep. He reached places that made my eyes flutter shut on a moan.

“Uh-uh,” Drew chided in a low voice. “Keep those beautiful eyes on me, darlin’. I want you to see and know exactly who’s fucking you—who’s making you feel this kind of pleasure. The kind only I can give you.”

It was almost a chore to keep my eyes open, but I managed it for him. I stared right into Drew’s green eyes, his pupils blown wide with desire.

The moment was so intimate, it made tears swell in my own eyes. I’d never felt this way for anyone before. Drew brought out feelings inside me I couldn’t even name. It was overwhelming, yet when I looked into his eyes, it all felt right.