The angle he held her at was perfection, letting him
rub against her sensitive flesh.
“You’re so hot. So damned tight.” He dropped his
face to the curve of her neck. She felt his teeth on the
cord of muscle, and she gasped at the sensations he
roused in her.
Thighs trembling, she locked her legs tighter
around his hips.
One hand under her bottom, he closed the other on
her breast, kneading it, squeezing the nipple as he
upped the pace, pumping into her in long, deep strokes.
He played her body like an instrument, making her
sing, almost to the crescendo. Almost. Her body was
his to command, his to rule. She was near mindless
with the hunger that spiraled and pulled her deeper.
He knew just how to move, how to bring her to the
razor’s edge.
Poised there, she raked her nails down his back,
clawed at his ass. He moved faster now, grinding and
deep, quickening the pace, tipping her body to an angle
so exquisite that she jerked and sank her teeth into his
chest, biting, sucking.
He gripped her ass tighter, slid his fingers down between her buttocks. With a scream, she tore over the edge,
falling, falling. Flying. Shattering into a million shards.
She came hard, fast, clenched muscles and raw sensation. Like nothing she’d ever known.
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Breathing raggedly, she clung to him, her face
buried in his throat, her heart racing, the pleasure going
on and on as he kept riding her.
