That’s when he stopped and let go of my leg. I practically sighed in relief, until he twisted his neck and gazed down into my eyes.
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve jerked off to the image of you crawling out from under my bed?”
What?
He released my wrist and leaned down to rest his weight on his elbow. “Do you want to know why I get so angry with you?”
I don’t think I did.
“I want to hate you.” A tingle trickled down my neck when his fingers traced the line of my jaw. “But the truth is, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”
Was this some kind of trick?
I didn’t know how to respond to that, or what I should do when his lips grazed mine.
“If you had any idea what I did with your panties…”
The warmth of his breath called to me, drawing my head off the pillow as I whispered, “What did you do?”
“Naughty girl.” He tsked and shifted his hips.
The way he said those words did something to me. When his cock slid along my walls, I could feel every hard ridge.
A smirk pulled at the corner of Devlin’s mouth.
“That’s it,Bréagán.” He thrust his hips, and my breath hitched. “Let me inside that hot little cunt.”
That should not have sounded as dirty as it did. The same sensation I had in the shower washed over me. Everything was suddenly hot and tingly. It felt like Devlin was everywhere.
His heaviness weighed me down, while his scent surrounded me. And it all felt so good. Even the throbbing inside me filled my body with need. I couldn’t stop my back from arching to press my breasts against him.
“What is happening?”
The question was meant for me more than it was him, but Devlin still answered.
His fingers threaded through my hair as he yanked my head back. “You’re about to get fucked.”
He drove into me and let out the sexiest groan I’d ever heard when his pelvis smacked against me. After that, all I could do was grab his shoulders and hold on while Devlin did exactly what he said.
He fucked me. Hard, long, and deep. So deep that I could feel the orgasm cresting in my bones. The intensity of it was terrifying.
I gritted my teeth against the pleasure and shook my head, refusing to let it break loose. If I went over that edge, my heart might burst. But Devlin wasn’t going to let me off that easily. I swear it was like he knew what I was thinking.
He wrapped his hand around my neck and hissed, “Don’t you dare keep that shit from me. That orgasm is mine, and I fucking want it.”
That’s when he did some weird voodoo magic sex move, where he swivelled his hips and snapped his cock up against some secret spot inside me. I plunged so hard off that edge that my vision blurred with white dots. And if that ride into ecstasy wasn’t enough, he did it again.
I screamed his name, then moaned out pathetic whimpers when my throat got hoarse. And still, he didn’t stop. Devlin drove into me with the fury of a man possessed.
“Please,” I begged. “No more.”
“You’ll take what I fucking give you.” Devlin grunted and drove his cock so deep inside me that my back lifted off the bed.
Was it possible to die from pleasure? If so, I had one foot in the grave. I couldn’t tell if the moisture tricking down my face was tears or sweat.
“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say. “I’ll be good.”
“You’ll be my good girl, will you?”
