Page 92 of One Night of Bliss


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“Look at me.”

I look over my shoulder. Bobby jerks his length and thickness back and forth and from side to side. He lets go of his cock, and it snaps back and slaps against his abs. I lick my lips and stare at his thickness and length. His hands are on my ass cheeks, then my hips, and he slides his thickness inside me inch by inch. I rock my hips. He grinds into me. I lower my head onto the pillow.

I’m panting and out of breath. A heat wave rolls over my body. With each thrust from him, I see stars. My insides coil tight. My pussy aches and weeps, and I clench my inner muscles. Bobby likes it when I do that.

“That’s it, sweetness. Fuck my rod with your tight cunt.” He fists my hair in his fingers. “Swallow my cock whole with your pussy.” I arch my back.

The stars get brighter. Oh God, they’re coming together. They’ll collide. Fuck, we’re colliding. Skin slaps skin. Bobby slaps my ass cheeks. His hold on my hair is tight, and he yanks as he pounds into me over and over. Tears sting the back of my eyes. The stars . . . they collide and explode. I explode. My orgasm racks through my body like the aftershocks of an earthquake.

“Fuck. Fuck.”

One thrust, and Bobby’s chest crushes my back. He grabs me by the waist and adjusts us on the bed. I’m facing him. His arm is slung over my waist. The other is under my head. We look at one another. There’s tenderness on his face. I’m smiling. He smooths his knuckle over my cheek and over my freckles.

“I love you, Ever Moretti.”

“I love you, too, Bobby.”

After he grabs a towel and wipes away the evidence of our lovemaking from between my thighs, we fall asleep together. When we wake in the middle of the night, I turn on the lights and ask him for what I want.

“You dominating me in bed is non-negotiable. Anyway, we’re inside the bedroom.”

“You were literal?” I kiss his nose.

He nods.

“Semantics.” I wink. He chuckles. “Let me,” I murmur on his mouth, kissing him until he’s hard.

“One time. Just this one time, Ever.”

His fingers tangled in my hair, he angles my head and stares at my mouth. I lick my lips. “We’ll see.”

“There will be no ‘we’ll see’ involved.” He pounces and gets me on my back. “Now tell. What are you willing to give up in exchange for dominating me in bed once?”

I don’t hesitate. I didn’t fall asleep right away. I overthought. “I give up control of my life to you.”

“Give up and not ‘give’?”

Have I mentioned he’s adorable when he uses air quotes?

“Yes,” I answer.

He lifts a brow. “Are you certain? You’re giving up a lot for one time of calling the shots in bed.”

“I’m one hundred percent sure. Now get on your back with your hands high above your head. No touching. You comply. Oh, and feel free to grunt, groan, moan, say my name over and over.” I cup his face and murmur over his mouth. “Because I plan on rocking your world.”

Smirking, he stares deep into my eyes. “Oorah.”

My body melts into mush.

My insides quiver with longing.

My pussy is a mess of throbs, aches, and tingles.

God, I love this man.

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